Musings
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When I’m 64
Happy Belated Birthday to Paul McCartney, who turned 64 on June 18th. I’ll confess, Paul was the Beatle I had a crush on first. And come on, look at that face. That’s a face a 13 year old can love. He’s so…safe. And cute. 😉 John was the one who I had a crush on in High School (though of course he was already dead by that point, lending him an even greater sense of tragedy and mystery). I sometimes thought, personality wise, that Paul was the Heart of the Beatles, and John was the Soul. Not sure where that leaves poor George and Ringo. I like to picture Paul…
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Happy Father’s Day, Dado
I thought that maybe I could have a guest blogger today, to wish her father a very happy Father’s Day. She’s not as verbose as I am, but she loves him VERY MUCH. So, with no further delay, here’s Maya. Happy Fathers Day, Dado! I love you! You are the best! Love, Monkey
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What About This, is THIS Wrong of Me?
Maya and I were out and about today, and Gloria Gaynor’s disco hit, “I Will Survive” came on the radio…and it took me back to 1999, when this little video was making the rounds at work…I’m sorry, but I just looked at it, and it STILL cracks me up.
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Is It Wrong of Me…
To be thankful that the damn bluejay that used to SCREAM outside my window EVERY morning at dawn seems to have dissapeared? Not that I wished him harm…just that he would move to another neighborhood and bother someone else. Maybe he did. Don’t really care. Now if we can just do something about the guy with the bass cranked up so high on his car stereo that it shakes the buildings…
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Too Many Random Thoughts…
Better grab yourself a beverage and sit down, because I have way too much today, and I suspect it’s just going to spill out in a bunch of randomness. If I were to make a post of each one, and save them for future use, boy, I’d have a lot of posts ready, wouldn’t I? I could use them one by one when we go on vacation or something. But I have faith in my bloggareah, and that I’ll still have other things to tell you all in the future, so I’ll just spill it all now. Some of it is thoughtful and important, some is more of the ‘light…
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A Fish?
If you remember, our good friends Cherry and Eric came over for dinner last weekend. In addition to the lovely ice cream and homemade sauces that Cherry made, they also brought us this lemon. I know, it looks like a grapefruit. I suspect that Cherry has been waiting to see if it pops up on my blog, because it’s so huge, and because, well, blogarreah. Well, finally, it’s time. Every time I see this lemon sitting next to our other fruits, I wonder, “What shall I do with this lemon? Lemon pound cake? Lemonade? What?” The most common use for lemon in our house is as a sort of bath…
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Weekend Wrap-Up
For some reason on Friday, I woke up at 4am with Ted, and couldn’t go back to sleep when he left for work. I usually sleep until about 5:30 or 6:00 lately, so this was odd. Well, that all caught up with me at about 1:00. Luckily, since I work from home, I could take a 30 minute power nap after eating lunch, and see if that helps. It didn’t. I woke up grumpy and feeling like I had a nap hangover. So when Ted came home and said he wanted to go somewhere nice for dinner, somewhere in the city with French food, I was bitchy. I didn’t really…
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Money money money….
Now that I’m working from home, I am even more horrified by the number of charities and political calls that we receive than I was before. We are on the “Do Not Call” registry, so we don’t get the sales calls, but charities and politicians are exempt from the rules, there. Part of me would LOVE to give them all some money. They are all worthwhile organizations, out there doing good work. But I have a couple of issues. What percentage of the money I donate goes to the telemarketer? I have read that for some of these charities, 75%-80% of the money goes to the expense of raising the…
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Sunday Yoga Thoughts…
Last week when I was in yoga class, my teacher was talking about Atama and Ego, and how Ego can get in the way of a yoga practice, and in the way of a fulfilling life. We all pretty much know what Ego is, and how the concern with how we are perceived, with maintaining a certain ‘status’ in life, all of that, can get in the way of feeling at peace with one’s self. But what is Atama? Simply stated, Atama is the inner self, the real you. So in your practice of yoga, or any meditative practice (I know one person who meditates via Karate, and one via…
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Good Food/Bad Food
The other day when I went to give blood, it turned out to be a volunteer/community type faire at an office building near my house. So in addition to the Red Cross, there were several other worthy organizations there, and they were also giving out little gift cards to thank you for coming, either to Starbucks or to Jamba Juice. Since I don’t drink coffee, I chose the Jamba Juice. The woman said, “Good for you!” A few weeks ago, I was having lunch with my friend at a buffet (I don’t like buffets, but I like my friend…), and the options for dessert were lime jello or chocolate cake.…
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I Saved a Life Today
Maybe most of you wouldn’t be tooting your own horn about it, but I’m going to, for two reasons. The first is, I want to encourage those of you who CAN donate blood, but don’t, to get out there and do it. Honestly, it’s not often that we can say we saved someone’s life, that someone may have died on the operating table if it weren’t for us and the time we took out of our life to get stuck in the arm with a needle. And, I only recently learned, your blood is divided up into different componants, so it goes to several people who desperately need it. It’s…
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What’s Wrong With These Glasses?
If you’re saying that there are no frames holding the lenses onto the face, you’re correct…almost. They are attached through the bridge of her nose…you pierce the bridge of your nose and put a tiny wire through and that holds them. I can’t imagine much more disgusting than that. If you want to read more about this horrid (wonderful?) idea, click here. (The part of me that remembers people complaining about the pain of glasses and earrings in 30 below weather wonders what a piercing right there would feel like, too…ugh.) I’ve thought about getting the surgery on my eyes, so I won’t need my contacts anymore…I get so tired…
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Disturbing Thoughts…
Friday I went into the office to do some work, and I was going through some client files, and I discovered that one of our old, inactive clients was Enron. That got me thinking…I wonder if I would have felt differently about them back in 2001, when I was sweating in the dark, unwilling to turn on the a/c or a light, trying to keep my electric bill under control, worried about rolling power outs, while they were raping California for money, laughing all of the way to the bank. Would I have hated them less if they had been a current client? Somehow I doubt it. Another disturbing thing…
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Why?
Last Friday, I was in a meeting at work, and someone brought ice cream. I was full, having had pizza already, and you all know what else I was full of at that point, so not too much appitite. There were a couple of different kinds of ice cream bars, and what I want to know is, WHY did I want one so badly? There were no nuts involved. No coffee flavored ice cream involved. Just basic vanilla with dark chocolate, vanilla with milk chocolate, or dulce le leche. Nothing I really like that much. And still, I WANTED one. WANTED IT. And my stomach said, uh, no thanks. And…
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Guyanese Proverbs…
After yesterday’s recipe, I started thinking about the culture of Guyana. I’ve never been there, and I cannot claim to be any sort of authority on it at all. BUT, I can say that there are some pretty interesting expressions/proverbs. My personal favorite, especially when Ted says it while doing his best Bill Clinton impression (Don’t forget the little gesture with your hand, like you’re putting your ATM card into the machine), is this one: “When mattie’s house afire, trow watah upon you’un” Literally translated: “When your neighbor’s house is on fire, throw water upon your own” I love that in Bill’s voice. I think Bill should go down to…