transformations

imagination — check (yes, a very big and bold one)
thoughts — check
organization of thoughts into ideas — absolutely
organization of thoughts into plans — ummm…well…

Isn’t that where we ALL drop the ball both personally AND professionally? By the time I organize my thoughts into ideas (before they ever become a plan), I’ve already got a bajillion new thoughts!

i don’t know why i do it

When you take photos with an iPhone from the flip side, you don’t get a flash. When it’s evening and light is low and you don’t have a flash…photos are pretty darned grainy. Grainy photos are garbage. Still… it’s like an obsession for me — every single time I’m in the car, I snap a couple pictures. I KNOW they are going to be crappy. But I can’t resist. I. can’t. help. myself.


under a boil alert…again

I’m under a boil advisory. When I said this to “someone” (not saying who) the reply was, “like… a butt boil?”

No. Nothing like a butt boil.

This is the second time this month that I’ve been advised to boil all water “vigorously” for at least five minutes prior to drinking or using for food preparation. Each advisory lasts a minimum of 3 days. Have you ever boiled water for 5 loooong minutes? And washed the pan afterward? And tried to pour it into a jug once it cools?

How about this one …did you find the process hard to remember in light of the fact that water coming from your tap is normally deemed safe? My oatmeal went in the trash because I forgot that my tap water is unsafe for consumption. My beloved coffee pot is filled with water from a jug of purified H2O that I purchased…along with bottled water.

I love the Dr. Seuss quote above, but for those of you playing along at home — this ISN’T what he had in mind.

they are dogs

It seems as if every time I turn on the news I get to see more pathetic parents on display. What’s up with that?

(Ooh, wee! What’s up with that?)
(I hope you’ve watched SNL. If not, you probably think I’ve totally lost it.)

I was captivated by the Casey Anthony trial, knew without a doubt she would be convicted of a crime I still feel she committed against her daughter, Caylee, and was extremely disappointed and horrified when she walked free.

Haleigh Cummings? Where is she? Never found, her drug dealing father and step-mother are in jail on other charges — but even if they didn’t directly have anything to do with the disappearance of this little girl, they were a fine example of what NOT to do in front of your kids.

Poor Zarah Baker — they found her. At least what was left after her creepy satanic-type step-mom was finished with her. It wasn’t enough that Zarah battled cancer, was deaf and had a prosthetic leg. Oh no! Her armbone, prosthetic leg, torso and pelvic area were found — but her head and many other body parts are still out there somewhere. Investigators did find the saw, which they believe the ole’ hag used to dismember the disabled 10 year-old.

Four members of an Arizona family were recently charged with murder in the death of a 10-year-old girl whose body was discovered locked in a box outside her family’s house. She had suffocated. FOUR FAMILY MEMBERS! Why didn’t just ONE of them say, “Hey…it’s probably not right to leave a little kid, our flesh and blood, in a box outside. She might suffocate.” Der.

They found Camden Pierce Hughes dead, but there’s still hope for ‘Baby Gabriel’ — gone for a very long time already. Haleigh Dunn’s mom and her b/f were found to have a lifestyle that included a fascination with beastiality and more. Cheerleader Haleigh is still missing.

One of the latest…Baby Lisa Irwin. Missing for 2 weeks now, the mother, although drunk to the point of possibly blacking out says, “I did nothing wrong.” She’s said how she thinks it’s a-ok she was hammered when she was the primary caretaker of a defenseless baby because she deserved ‘adult time’. Are you kidding me??

The worst part is…I could go on. and on. and on.

When I leave my hounds home for more than a few hours, I have someone check on them. I know where they are when I fall asleep. I don’t lock them in boxes to suffocate. The thought of harming them makes me sick to my stomach. And, they are dogs. A part of my family…of course! Still, they are dogs.

But please don’t tell them.

it feels like what it is…

For the past couple of weeks, it’s LOOKED like fall in the Ville, but it certainly hasn’t FELT like fall. One would think in mid-October in Indiana, the air would be crisp. Right? Well, over the weekend I wore a turtleneck t-shirt and thought I would stroke out from heat. I’m pretty sure we’re on the down-side of the beautiful fall foliage thing, but it is quite a bit cooler today and should remain as such for the rest of the week.

As an aside — I know the following photos are crappy. The junk camera I carry in my purse somehow got switched to the lowest resolution possible. It might’ve had something to do with a mischievous little girl who likes gadgets almost as much as I do. For a pretty awesome video explanation of how technology is shaping the lives of our youth, check out: A magazine is an iPad that doesn’t work. Too cute! =)

My weekend excursions almost always begin with debate over where to eat. We all have our favorite places — but it never fails…
I’m pro steak establishments — and Ben is pro anything other than what I prefer. He always starts the ‘where to eat list’ with Thai Spice, drops down a notch to a Japanese restaurant he loves, and finally compromises …anyplace that isn’t a steakhouse. The floating cheeseburger in the photo below should clue you in on the location of our weekend’s restaurant of mutual concession:

I would say Cheeseburger in Paradise is medium priced, and the atmosphere and service are above average. Besides, it felt like a victory for me! I didn’t have to eat Thai Spice. After dinner, the day got even better! We had a perfect visit with (and got an extremely imperfect snapshot of) my Great Aunt Kak (my Nanny’s only living sibling that Ben fondly called “Aunt Crack” when he was too small to know better). Kak is 95, and I hope I’m only 1/2 as spry and sharp at that age. Coco thought she was pretty darned scary.

I imagine I would be scared if I came across a great great great aunt of mine too.