May 29, 2018
My Dharma will eat ANYTHING and EVERYTHING and sometimes, bad things happen when she does. I was awakened this morning to the sound of a puking dog. Yay me!
When I was still in elementary school, my cousin and I spent the weekend with my great aunt, Kak. This much anticipated mini vacation included a trip to the Indiana State Fair. Before bed, I ate about two pounds of potato salad and was soooo very sick the next morning I thought I would die. I still remember the experience almost 50 years later and stay away from mustard potato salad.
Not Dharma! She will eat the nastiest crap (and sometimes it is crap she’s eating!) only to regurgitate it and go right back for more.
That right there is Wormie Worm. Colette made the little dude a house. When she took him from his home for a walk, he fell off her finger and right into a crack where he could not be recovered. Sometimes, bad things happen to worms too.
May 24, 2018
On the hunt for birthday gifts for my favorite little human, my son and I pulled into the parking lot at our local Wal-mart. About the same time as we exited our car, a woman rolled out of one across from us. I only have a glimpse of a memory of her — a pair of jean shorts that were tasteful in length covering extremely tan legs. On her ankle was a bracelet. A big black band.
It’s not like I’ve never seen a person grocery shopping wearing an offender tracker — but this chick totally shattered my stereotypical perceptions. She was dressed nicely and obviously cared about her appearance. Still, she strutted that ankle monitor with no shame.
Obviously, she has legal challenges — maybe a defendant accused of committing a crime or someone on parole. And, I understand that people on house arrest have to get groceries same as I do — but personally, I would wear jeans (no matter how hot outside) as not to broadcast the fact I’m tethered to my house.
That’s just the difference in people I guess. Someone (and I can’t remember who) said that being different gives the world color. Flowers give the world color too, by the way…
Apr 4, 2018
We use a speaker specific calendar for work and it always opens with a ‘tip of the day.’ Today’s tip was brought to us (and you) by Patricia Fripp:
I met Patricia at some party years ago. She’s a petite and sassy speaker with a British accent. I was nervous being smack dab in the middle of a bunch of stuffy people who make their living with words, but she blew me away with the first thing she said to me:
(in my best British accent) “Jill St. John nevah looked beddah.”
I was wearing my first St. John jacket (that’s the one — and I still have and wear it) and SHE KNEW THE BRAND JUST BY LOOKING AT ME. It was a hand-me-down from my sister-in-law, Sheri, because at the time I couldn’t afford anything like that. While not a Wal-mart shopper, I sure couldn’t flop down $2k for one item of clothing. I’ve always remembered how her kind comment made me feel.
So I just proved her ‘tip of the day’ to be spot on! As a hundredaire, she rolled out the red carpet for me and I’m telling everybody.
Must keep to my routine so I can still fit in that St. John jacket…
Apr 3, 2018
I’m in the middle of a power outage that started 25 minutes ago, has left around 2k in Seymour without electric, and is projected to last another 6 hours. SIX hours, you guys. I’m typing this because there’s literally nothing else to do in this QUIET, NO INTERNET zone.
Brains without power are crazy – at least mine is. I’ve flipped on light switches by habit and have thought of at least a gazillion things I could do while there’s no electric and I can’t work. Every single one of those things (except for typing this on my battery-powered laptop) require power. No walking on the treadmill, no brushing my teeth, and NO 2nd CUP OF COFFEE. This is brutal!!
My crazy brain even tried to convince me that since I can’t work anyway, I might as well check out Kohls and Macys to find and order a new sheet set. What a tease my brain is.
And then… just like that… there was COFFEE!
Good news: My electric has been restored and I remained sane enough to remember how to post.
Bad news: We are under a tornado watch.
Apr 1, 2018
Yesterday, the family and I headed north and one of the stops we made was Red Lobster to reward Colette for doing well in school. I’m known for asking for a box for leftovers and then forgetting them on the table — but I’ve NEVER left my phone. Until yesterday…
I noticed I didn’t have it shortly after leaving the parking lot and it was a quick trip back, but sheesh! Oh… and this happened AFTER Ben made fun of me for waiting on a window (not a door) to open for my exit at Target.
In my defense, I was putting money back in my wallet inside my purse while some old dude winked at me and motioned I could walk in front of him (so I did, and ended up standing in front of a non-opening full glass window panel about 2 steps from the opening part of the doors).
The old gray mare ain’t what she used to be… but she’s still always up for an adventure!
