Monday, October 27, 2008

For the Record

I have returned to the world of the living since being on vacation for a week. Yes, I took pictures. Yes, I had fun. No, I didn't think of very many of you while I was away (which is, of course, as it should be).

There will be a posting later about my excursions probably on my trip blog, but I'm waiting on the pictures to arrive first.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Make Believe

I'm tired of the campaign. I'm tired of all the annoying tv ads, all the stuff on the news, the hype about what people are planning on doing about gas prices, the economy, or the war, and I'm tired of everyone attempting to smear everyone else just in an attempt to get elected.

So for the next three weeks, how about we just pretend that the election is over? That it's November 5 (or some subsequent date, I don't really care), that we've all voted, and that whoever has been elected has been elected. OK?

Everyone has registered, yes??? Oh, and do check this out if you have any concerns or questions.

Thursday, October 09, 2008


Just in case you didn't like any of the ones I sent out yesterday, here are some more...

A blue cd case.

The very last tree in the world.

One sticker, partially peeled off.

Two green orts of yarn and one pink one of floss.

I was walking down the road last night...

Saturday, October 04, 2008

Totally and Completely Random

This has almost never happened to me. I have (count 'em) fourteen rows left on the Rhinebeck. Fourteen. After that, it's all over but the buttons (I need six that go well with a neutral brown. Anyone? Anyone? Beullar?) and the blocking. And the festival is still two weeks away. I wonder what else I can get done between now and then.....

My name is not Honey. Nor is it Sweetie, Sugar, or Babe. So if you happen to run into me on the street, or turn around after walking backwards out of a coffee shop and realize I've been standing behind you waiting for you to stop talking to your friend so I can enter, or happen to wait on me at a bank, restaurant, or retail store, please do not address me as such. If you don't happen to know my name, Miss, Ms, or Ma'am will do just fine. That's what they're there for anyway.

On a related note: Why are terms of endearment almost always food? Thoughts?

Whoever invented e-mail has my eternal gratitude. Leaving messages on my voice mail clearly is not nearly as effective. I've been hunting all over my apartment looking for this little scrap of paper that I wrote down the name and number of this woman who called me on Tuesday, and can't find it. So Brenda from church who called me Tuesday morning? Please call me back so you'll know I'm not ignoring you completely.