Yeah, I know - it's really Wednesday. But it's Fat Tuesday for me because I am going to Ruby Tuesday for lunch and looking forward to their salad bar. The Ruby Tuesday in Stillwater has a really nice salad bar with all kinds of good stuff, so it's not exactly diet food. But anything from a salad bar is by definition healthy food! Right? So I can just chow down and then go back for more. Right?
Right?
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
I Almost Took Out a Tourist Today
My town, a lovely little turn-of-the-century river town, is a pleasant drive away from the nearby cities of Saint Minnepaulis. So all summer long we get tourist day trippers looking for sun, fun, antiques and a nice meal. They are mostly nice folks who enjoy the comparatively 'genteel' experience of small town life.
My town also has several pedestrian crosswalks painted in the middle of three long blocks in the heart of downtown so people can easly cross the street when something catches their eye. Fine. Local drivers (the majority of drivers) always stop. The city people think this is such a charming & lovely thing. I think some people cross all the time just for empowering thrill of stopping traffic on Main Street. Who cares? Anyone driving down Main Street in the middle of the day has some time to spare almost by definition. Besides, it's State law to yield to pedestrians in crosswalks.
Where it all goes to pieces is when some foolish people decide that they can also stop traffic at intersection which are controlled by traffic lights. Not a good idea! So every once in a while, as you drive through a lighted intersection some complete idiot on the curb will give you a vague smile and step right in front of your moving car! I mean - right in front! What the heck are they thinking!?!
A woman in pink shorts stopped my car with a screetch in just that way this morning. Then after I graciously slam on my brakes to avoid killing her and getting blood & brains all over my car - then she has the nerve to give me the finger! And when I look at her she waves it all around self-righteously. Several drivers on both roads of the intersection honk at her but she walks across anyway because - by damn - she is in a crosswalk!
Hopefully she will find a clue to buy somewhere in town.
My town also has several pedestrian crosswalks painted in the middle of three long blocks in the heart of downtown so people can easly cross the street when something catches their eye. Fine. Local drivers (the majority of drivers) always stop. The city people think this is such a charming & lovely thing. I think some people cross all the time just for empowering thrill of stopping traffic on Main Street. Who cares? Anyone driving down Main Street in the middle of the day has some time to spare almost by definition. Besides, it's State law to yield to pedestrians in crosswalks.
Where it all goes to pieces is when some foolish people decide that they can also stop traffic at intersection which are controlled by traffic lights. Not a good idea! So every once in a while, as you drive through a lighted intersection some complete idiot on the curb will give you a vague smile and step right in front of your moving car! I mean - right in front! What the heck are they thinking!?!
A woman in pink shorts stopped my car with a screetch in just that way this morning. Then after I graciously slam on my brakes to avoid killing her and getting blood & brains all over my car - then she has the nerve to give me the finger! And when I look at her she waves it all around self-righteously. Several drivers on both roads of the intersection honk at her but she walks across anyway because - by damn - she is in a crosswalk!
Hopefully she will find a clue to buy somewhere in town.
Saturday, July 07, 2007
My Weekend Quandary
I am kinda old to go bra-less.
It is way too hot to go bra-with.
*looks down at the girls*
What to do? What to do?
*takes the road less travelled*
It is way too hot to go bra-with.
*looks down at the girls*
What to do? What to do?
*takes the road less travelled*
Friday, July 06, 2007
Habitat for Humidity
I did not ask for this heat & humidity.
I do not want this heat & humidity.
You take it back, Gaia!
And on a related note I am going to make my middle child do manual labor in the heat of the midday sun all weekend, because I am a good mother. See, if she chooses not to have a job during her summer college break but still wants to drive her car and have a bit of spending money then mom is going to make her work for it. I have lots of gardens to weed, some fences that need work, painting odd jobs, etc. Not to mention cleaning. Isn't she a lucky girl that I am giving her this opportunity to earn her keep?
And the midday sun thing is her choice. I keep telling her it is cooler in the mornings but she is unable to crawl out of her bed until after 11 or 12 noon. Also? Her working pace seems to be work for an hour, break for an hour, repeat (but not too often because there are DVDs to be watched & computer games to be played.) The amazing thing is she has no idea how slow and erratic she is. And there is only so much a can nag her. I am clueless on how to instill a work ethic into this kid - she just doesn't get it.
Hark! I hear her stirring upstairs even as I type!
I do not want this heat & humidity.
You take it back, Gaia!
And on a related note I am going to make my middle child do manual labor in the heat of the midday sun all weekend, because I am a good mother. See, if she chooses not to have a job during her summer college break but still wants to drive her car and have a bit of spending money then mom is going to make her work for it. I have lots of gardens to weed, some fences that need work, painting odd jobs, etc. Not to mention cleaning. Isn't she a lucky girl that I am giving her this opportunity to earn her keep?
And the midday sun thing is her choice. I keep telling her it is cooler in the mornings but she is unable to crawl out of her bed until after 11 or 12 noon. Also? Her working pace seems to be work for an hour, break for an hour, repeat (but not too often because there are DVDs to be watched & computer games to be played.) The amazing thing is she has no idea how slow and erratic she is. And there is only so much a can nag her. I am clueless on how to instill a work ethic into this kid - she just doesn't get it.
Hark! I hear her stirring upstairs even as I type!
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! OW!
Fuck.
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And that concludes my report on the Panasonic Epiglide epilator.
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Personal hygeine should not be painful. For instance - it should not draw blood. They could use this thing for crowd control at political conventions and public riots and such. "Run, kids! Run! The cops have Epigliders!!!!!" *cue the screaming stampede*
The only good thing about this infernal machine is that it has dual heads. I can just pop off the epilating head and snap in the shaving head. Then I have a very nice 2-speed, water-immersible shaver. I bet Nookie never thought of that.
.
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.
.
And that concludes my report on the Panasonic Epiglide epilator.
.
.
.
.
Personal hygeine should not be painful. For instance - it should not draw blood. They could use this thing for crowd control at political conventions and public riots and such. "Run, kids! Run! The cops have Epigliders!!!!!" *cue the screaming stampede*
The only good thing about this infernal machine is that it has dual heads. I can just pop off the epilating head and snap in the shaving head. Then I have a very nice 2-speed, water-immersible shaver. I bet Nookie never thought of that.
Monday, July 02, 2007
Brown Supper
It's Brown Night at the House of Swami.
BBQ beef on whole wheat buns.
Bush's Best Bold & Spicy baked beans.
I am curiously fond of throwing out monochromatic food service now and then, usually all white, all brown, all red or all green.
BBQ beef on whole wheat buns.
Bush's Best Bold & Spicy baked beans.
I am curiously fond of throwing out monochromatic food service now and then, usually all white, all brown, all red or all green.
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