Oh, Labor Day weekend, please go on forever. Please don’t end. I love you, please stay. Put your feet up, I’ll get you a cold drink, just please…don’t…end. I can’t go back to work and you’re my only hope.
Category: Certifiable, Undeniable
Earthquake
So, I felt weird all morning, kinda dopey and sleepy. (Yes, I probably took the Ambien too late last night; tonight I’ll take it when I walk in the door at 6:30 and let the pieces fall where they may). So, when I was sitting at my chair and felt a gentle tremor, my first…
A few words on journalism…
So, I’ve been reading a bit about the News of the World scandal in the UK (that seems to be spreading to the US) and it just occurred to me…after all of this is over, do you think there will be room for ethical, decent journalists? Not liberal, not conservative, but interested in reporting stories…
And a week later,
let’s talk about seeing Former Boss Gwen at the bookstore. It’s a funny story. Please don’t recommend that I should be institutionalized, OK? So, I was sitting in a fast food drive through one Sunday afternoon. I’d gone…somewhere (library? mall?)…and promised Gene I’d bring him home a drink. I’m staring off in the distance while…
Hey, stupid
Point #1: Just enjoy the fact that you do not desperately NEED any appliances and stop window shopping for them. You’ll need a new fridge, dishwasher and dryer soon enough but probably not all at the same time (Sears 20% off 3 appliances sale be damned). Click away from the Slickdeals.net threads about great sales…
Gonzaga, I luvs ya…
Whoops. Okay okay okay. It turns out my earlier post where I roasted poor Gonzaga over the coals for getting beaten by St. Johns was incorrect. (Well, not about the only one choice for a major part; that part is 100% true). It turns out that Gonzaga actually won the game but that I neglected…
The 2011 Dead to Me list…
So, March Madness has started and as in years past, I am following the goings on as only someone with the barest understanding of WTF is going on can. First, thanks Louisville for totally effing up my Sweet 16. Break my heart, why don’t you? I mean, Morehead State? WTF?? And Vanderbilt, don’t think that…
Dear J.Jill.com…
please put that pretty “blue marled sweater” (don’t you mean “Marbled”?) on sale so I can buy it before Cheesecake City’s winter is entirely gone. All My Love, LaineyD PS: Please hurry as I am already mostly wearing t-shirts during the day.
From inside my head…
(For the record, a number of these “thoughts” have popped up this weekend while I’ve been dozing in bed as I have been sick since, let’s say Friday night) 1) I need $1000 for a purse. Where do I get $1000? 2) I bet that textbooks that were used by students in the former Soviet…
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So, when I was a little girl (I would refer to myself as Lil Elaine, but the word “Lil” makes me want to puke), I had a Grandma. Well, of course I had two Grandmas, both of whom were splendid in their own (and very, very, verrrrry different) ways. I have only the best memories…