Happy Birthday to Me and Heather Locklear!
37 years and counting...
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Friday Night Videos
If you’re a true child of the 80’s then you need no explanation for the above graphic. You remember staying up waiting for Saturday Night Live to end so you could tune into Friday Night Videos. For those of you that didn't have cable yet, because that was a "new" luxury making it's way into American homes (much like the microwave oven, computer and video game system), you could turn to NBC and see your favorite artist's latest music video. For those of you unlucky enough to have missed growing up in the BEST decade EVER then let me give you a little background.
Long, long ago, in a galaxy far away – ok maybe that far away – the music video was just an infant. There were no i-pods and no cell phones (unless you were really rich or on Miami Vice and even then they were as big as a car batteries). If you wanted to listen to music, there was the radio, cassette tapes and record albums. MTV was new to the scene and actually played music videos (there was no Real World, and definitely no Real World/Road Rules Gauntlet - are these people ever gonna grow up and get jobs?) In response to the popularity of MTV, music channels/shows started popping up all over. There was MTV, BET and VH-1 to name a few. Friday Night Videos was NBC's answer for network television. Every Friday night they played the latest videos.
As a tribute to the many nights I spent in front of the TV I am resurrecting Friday Night Videos, well my version of it anyways. Every Friday I will be posting a video from the 1980s for your viewing enjoyment. For my inaugural video I want to take you back to December 1983. My best buddy, Lisah (or Li-shasha as I liked to call her much to her chagrin) and I sat in front of the 19 inch anxiously awaiting the WORLD PREMIERE of Michael Jackson's Thriller. My parents and Heather Locklear (if it wasn't Menudo then she wasn't forfeiting any zzzzz's) had gone to bed hours before. We had been listening to the Thriller album all year and could sing along with every line and every "HeHe". Michael Jackson was definitely the "it" man of the year. In my peer group if you weren't "in love" with Prince then it was for sure Michael (unless of course you were me and it was Lionel Richie). The video was being dubbed as having made video history. It was directed by John Landis, the premiere movie director of that time. At 14 minutes long, it costs an estimated $800,000 to make. Michael Jackson was still brown skinned and was rockin' the Jheri curl with pressed down baby hair. Ola Ray (Playboy model) with her bushy Jheri curl and red lipstick was the luckiest girl in the world for getting to work up close and personal with MJ. And when "The Making of Thriller" came out on VHS, I made sure to get a copy at the local video store.
"And now the WORLD PREMEIRE of Michael Jackson's Thriller."
(HHHMMM. I bet this is where my fear of zombies originated...cause this video scared the crap out of me back in the day!!!)
PCH is at it again
Just when I think that PCH (Publisher's Clearing House) can't be outdone with their outrageous merchandise, more questionable items show up between the Tupperware and Glow in the Dark piggy bank.
Totally Nude Yoga And Tai Chi DVD
Sold Elsewhere For $19.99!
2-in-1 DVD!The graceful movements of Tai Chi and Yoga, demonstrated by beautiful, nude performers! This two-hour, 2-in-1 DVD will mesmerize you with its unique blend of athleticism and erotica!
Warning: This DVD contains nudity, sexually explicit material and adult subject matter. Will be shipped discreetly. (Just in case that nosey neighbor in Grandma's high rise starts snooping around)
Close your eyes (well not really cause you have to keep reading, but just imagine). Grandma Mabel in her living room among the doilies and area rugs stripped down butt-naked doing yoga.
Or maybe not Grandma Mabel at all - HHHMMM - Heather Locklear did ask for a Yoga DVD and Yoga mat for our birthday! I wonder if they have over-night delivery?
Rug Beater
No Electricity Needed!
Clean Rugs the Old-Fashioned Way!
This sturdy steel rug beater is perfect for removing dirt and dust from area rugs.
Measures: 30-1/2"L x 9-3/4"W. Made of steel with wood handle.
Then as if Grandma Mabel wasn't strained enough after all her yoga...can you just see her pulling the rugs out of the house, throwing them over the banister to beat the dust and dirt out? What? This is not 1782. A vacuum comes in pretty handy now a days!
Totally Nude Yoga And Tai Chi DVD
Sold Elsewhere For $19.99!
2-in-1 DVD!The graceful movements of Tai Chi and Yoga, demonstrated by beautiful, nude performers! This two-hour, 2-in-1 DVD will mesmerize you with its unique blend of athleticism and erotica!
Warning: This DVD contains nudity, sexually explicit material and adult subject matter. Will be shipped discreetly. (Just in case that nosey neighbor in Grandma's high rise starts snooping around)
Close your eyes (well not really cause you have to keep reading, but just imagine). Grandma Mabel in her living room among the doilies and area rugs stripped down butt-naked doing yoga.
Or maybe not Grandma Mabel at all - HHHMMM - Heather Locklear did ask for a Yoga DVD and Yoga mat for our birthday! I wonder if they have over-night delivery?
Rug Beater
No Electricity Needed!
Clean Rugs the Old-Fashioned Way!
This sturdy steel rug beater is perfect for removing dirt and dust from area rugs.
Measures: 30-1/2"L x 9-3/4"W. Made of steel with wood handle.
Then as if Grandma Mabel wasn't strained enough after all her yoga...can you just see her pulling the rugs out of the house, throwing them over the banister to beat the dust and dirt out? What? This is not 1782. A vacuum comes in pretty handy now a days!
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Food
Got another YUMMY for you to try! (Yes, I am a marketer's dream!)
Can you say MMMM! MMMM! Good! They are "chewy bite-sized cookies" with a drizzling of peanut butter. They seem pretty good for you, that is if you can limit yourself to one serving. (not working so much for me!)
Scutigera coleoptrata
Not making it to Memphis did provide me with 4 days of uninterrupted time to rest. I didn't realize how tired I was until given the opportunity to sleep. I did a lot of sleeping this weekend and actually feel pretty well rested - something I haven't experienced in a quite a while.
During one of my periods of rest I did however experience a moment so terrifying that it has me quaking just thinking about it.
As I lay watching Star Trek – the original (Captain Kirk was truly the original Mack-you gotta be truly talented (or desperate-they spent a lot of months up on the Enterprise) to be able pull alien punany – I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Knowing that 'the son" was in the other room, I glanced to my left in time to get the shock of my life. Making his way across the floor at a leisurely pace was a Scutigera Coleoptrata, for you laymen that means a Freakin’ Centipede was crawling toward me.
This Centipede was not your normal garden variety either. He must have been under the couch, coming out at night to raid my refrigerator all winter. He was huge (“the son” and I figured at least 3 inches long)! (I know you just scratched somewhere on your body. The very mention of the word Centipede just gets people to shivering and scratching – lookin’ like a bunch of crackheads) I let out a blood-curdling scream and tried desperately to meld into the couch. As many of you have surely experienced, Centipedes move at a fairly speedy pace. They are often hard to kill because by the time you see them they have already made their way to the next hiding place. Well, let me tell you this one was in no hurry. Seriously, he/she/it (EEEWWW) was strutting across the carpet. It was as if, given his/her/it’s (EEEWWW) size, it was saying “Whatcha you gonna do?” I quickly screamed for “the son” to do his manly duties (yes, I went there) and annihilate the intruder! Acting quickly – although even with “the son” entering the room, he/she/it (EEEWWW) did not accelerate its pace – “the son” grabbed the first thing he could get his hands on, his guitar amp, and dropped it. Once the amp was moved, “the son” got a shoe and just to make sure that it was good and dead and proceeded to stomp it into the carpet.
So all weekend, I was seeing phantom centipedes in my peripheral. (EEEWWW) Stop scratching!
In honor of my experience, here is the theme song for my intruder…
(If yall don’t remember this, then you were truly only a spectator during the 80’s and not a real participant!)
Centipede, Rebbie Jackson 1984
(for you chumps that don’t know Rebbie Jackson, the oldest Jackson had quite a few chart topping hits in the 80’s.)
During one of my periods of rest I did however experience a moment so terrifying that it has me quaking just thinking about it.
As I lay watching Star Trek – the original (Captain Kirk was truly the original Mack-you gotta be truly talented (or desperate-they spent a lot of months up on the Enterprise) to be able pull alien punany – I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Knowing that 'the son" was in the other room, I glanced to my left in time to get the shock of my life. Making his way across the floor at a leisurely pace was a Scutigera Coleoptrata, for you laymen that means a Freakin’ Centipede was crawling toward me.
This Centipede was not your normal garden variety either. He must have been under the couch, coming out at night to raid my refrigerator all winter. He was huge (“the son” and I figured at least 3 inches long)! (I know you just scratched somewhere on your body. The very mention of the word Centipede just gets people to shivering and scratching – lookin’ like a bunch of crackheads) I let out a blood-curdling scream and tried desperately to meld into the couch. As many of you have surely experienced, Centipedes move at a fairly speedy pace. They are often hard to kill because by the time you see them they have already made their way to the next hiding place. Well, let me tell you this one was in no hurry. Seriously, he/she/it (EEEWWW) was strutting across the carpet. It was as if, given his/her/it’s (EEEWWW) size, it was saying “Whatcha you gonna do?” I quickly screamed for “the son” to do his manly duties (yes, I went there) and annihilate the intruder! Acting quickly – although even with “the son” entering the room, he/she/it (EEEWWW) did not accelerate its pace – “the son” grabbed the first thing he could get his hands on, his guitar amp, and dropped it. Once the amp was moved, “the son” got a shoe and just to make sure that it was good and dead and proceeded to stomp it into the carpet.
So all weekend, I was seeing phantom centipedes in my peripheral. (EEEWWW) Stop scratching!
In honor of my experience, here is the theme song for my intruder…
(If yall don’t remember this, then you were truly only a spectator during the 80’s and not a real participant!)
Centipede, Rebbie Jackson 1984
(for you chumps that don’t know Rebbie Jackson, the oldest Jackson had quite a few chart topping hits in the 80’s.)
Memphis
Well as some of you may know...Memphis was a bust. I didn't make it on the plane. While there were several flights out on Friday, they were all overbooked. I did go to the airport and try for a few of the flights, I decided that I'd rather not spend my day going from gate to gate getting turned away or flying to St Louis, spending 5 hours in the airport and then catching a 5pm flight to Memphis. Just wasn't worth the stress. I already have enough grey hair. I'll try to make it down there again in June.
Dang that River City was calling my name!
(So true, when I'm down there I go at least two times!)
Thursday, March 20, 2008
HAPPY FRIDAY!
No, I did not recently partake in any crack. I'm very much aware that today is Thursday (I also know our president is George W - but no one is paying him any attention cause we know he's on his way out the door). It's my Friday. Like I stated a couple of days ago I am headed to Memphis this weekend. Can't wait. Wish me luck cause I am flying stand by.
In celebration of my Friday and Easter Weekend, here's a blast from the past! 1982 to be exact!Cause I "gotta get up early in the morning" to catch my flight! Don't you just love 1980's videos? And bless Charlie Wilson's heart. He always was partial to the Gheri Curl.
Enjoy!
In celebration of my Friday and Easter Weekend, here's a blast from the past! 1982 to be exact!Cause I "gotta get up early in the morning" to catch my flight! Don't you just love 1980's videos? And bless Charlie Wilson's heart. He always was partial to the Gheri Curl.
Enjoy!
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Observations IV, Cougar and News
Morning Breath
I understand that morning breath is a fact of life. I'm sure all of us have experienced breath so foul that we can taste it. (Don't act like you ain't tasted your own stank breath before!) What I have a problem with is when I can taste other people's stank breath. Now don't get me wrong, I have tasted other people's breath, but those were people I loved and chose to partake in AM kisses sans mouthwash.
As many of you know, I am regular bus rider and look forward to my morning ride. It's my opportunity to nap, read, listen to music/radio or just sit back and let someone else drive. My intent this morning was to close my eyes and let the rhythm of the bus riding over spring thaw potholes to lull me to sleep. Imagine my disappoint when I settled into my seat and was immediately engulfed in a cloud of stank breath.
The young lady sitting in the sit directly behind me obviously didn't either brush her teeth for the full required 2 minutes or not at all. In addition, she must have had some kind of nasal blockage because her mouth was left open, allowing me to get a refreshed and potent burst of funk with every exhale. PUTRID! I was forced to put my recently lotioned fingers directly under my nose to block out her dragon breath.
So folks remember, we're all sharing this air. If you have any question about the state of your breath, please check it out. If you're still not sure then suck on a mint or grab some gum or better yet hit those teeth up with a quick brushing. Your dentist and the public will appreciate it!
Cougar
Check out my young hottie doing the damn thang! You go boy. I see I'm gonna have to watch ol' girl - I think she's trying to push up on my boy-toy crush.
News - Belinda Jensen
Did anyone catch the Channel 11 10pm News last night? OMG! I saw the funniest crap EVER. Belinda Jensen (a friend in my head) musta been having a rough night. Why did my friend show up on set looking like she had been rolling around on the floor only minutes before. Her hair was sticking straight out on one side and straight up in the back. She did the entire weather report with her hair looking a HOT DAMN MESS. Obviously, no one has got her back at the station - they coulda helped a girl out. I am on the hunt for footage - if I find it I will add it!
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Parenting 2008
This just in...I guess things have changed in the 16 years since I birthed "the son". I just heard about the two latest trends in pre and post preganancy.
Cross Nursing
The mother and an appointed nurser would share nursing duties for said child. EEWWW! So, Heather Locklear and I have kids that are 2 months apart. That would be like one of us whipping out the breast and latching on which ever kid is crying at the moment. (I think I threw up a little in the back of my throat) Don't get me wrong. I am all for nursing. I nursed "the son" until he started to mistake my nipple for a teething ring. It's just that this sounds like something from 1778 rather then 2008. They are trying to take us all the way back to wet nurses. I just can't get with the Mamie tittie.
BabyMoon
A babymoon is a trip that the parents take shortly before the new arrival. They are about 2 to 4 days long and involve lots of relaxation and massages and the such. A time for the parents to have a break before the their lives are turned upside down; kinda like the calm before the storm. There are packages all over the internet. Now this I can get with. I am down with this because who knows the next time you'll get a vacation that doesn't involve Mickey Mouse!
Monday, March 17, 2008
Food
The Baconator II
“The son” informed me that The Baconator is now available in a spicy version (six strips of bacon on top of two hot, juicy hamburger patties with two slices of Pepper Jack cheese, chipotle ranch sauce, and jalapenos). He stated that he is anxious to try it. I just softly hummed to myself and tried to block him out. HHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMM I refuse to be an accomplice this time. (see Bacon Feb. 2008)
Then I saw the commercial for myself. YUMMY! Two of my favorite things, bacon and spicy! I just might have to make a covert trip down the road and eat it in the car.
Check it out:
http://www.wendys.com/food/Product.jsp?family=1&product=297
Muffin Tops
I love the top of the muffins (ever seen the that Seinfield-it's funny how you can relate EVERYTHING to a Seinfield epsiode). In fact, I would prefer to just eat the muffin top. It's crunchy, not too bready - perfection. So, imagine the screeching halt I made when I saw this product in the frozen breakfast lane at SuperTarget late last week. Luckily no one was directly behind me and I avoided any Achilles tendon injuries. I chose the chocolate chip version (it was between that and blueberry). I put them in the freezer with no mention to “the son” – I’ve learned that food sticks around longer if I don’t say anything and let him discover that it’s there. Well, I completely forgot about it until yesterday morning. “The son” was ranting about how much he enjoyed the muffin top things. I quickly made my way to the freezer to make sure that I got to sample them before they disappeared. Do you know that this boy ate 24 muffin tops in one sitting? I will admit that they are small- they come in a set of four that were stuck together and you pop them right in the toaster-but 4 are plenty. There were a total of 32 in the box. I quickly popped a set in the toaster and let me tell you, they are divine. They are kinda crunchy, like a muffin top but warm and sweet on the inside!!! YUMMY! Next time I see I’m going to have to hide a few in the freezer (see Yummy, Jan. 2008) to ensure I get some.
“The son” informed me that The Baconator is now available in a spicy version (six strips of bacon on top of two hot, juicy hamburger patties with two slices of Pepper Jack cheese, chipotle ranch sauce, and jalapenos). He stated that he is anxious to try it. I just softly hummed to myself and tried to block him out. HHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMM I refuse to be an accomplice this time. (see Bacon Feb. 2008)
Then I saw the commercial for myself. YUMMY! Two of my favorite things, bacon and spicy! I just might have to make a covert trip down the road and eat it in the car.
Check it out:
http://www.wendys.com/food/Product.jsp?family=1&product=297
Muffin Tops
I love the top of the muffins (ever seen the that Seinfield-it's funny how you can relate EVERYTHING to a Seinfield epsiode). In fact, I would prefer to just eat the muffin top. It's crunchy, not too bready - perfection. So, imagine the screeching halt I made when I saw this product in the frozen breakfast lane at SuperTarget late last week. Luckily no one was directly behind me and I avoided any Achilles tendon injuries. I chose the chocolate chip version (it was between that and blueberry). I put them in the freezer with no mention to “the son” – I’ve learned that food sticks around longer if I don’t say anything and let him discover that it’s there. Well, I completely forgot about it until yesterday morning. “The son” was ranting about how much he enjoyed the muffin top things. I quickly made my way to the freezer to make sure that I got to sample them before they disappeared. Do you know that this boy ate 24 muffin tops in one sitting? I will admit that they are small- they come in a set of four that were stuck together and you pop them right in the toaster-but 4 are plenty. There were a total of 32 in the box. I quickly popped a set in the toaster and let me tell you, they are divine. They are kinda crunchy, like a muffin top but warm and sweet on the inside!!! YUMMY! Next time I see I’m going to have to hide a few in the freezer (see Yummy, Jan. 2008) to ensure I get some.
Randomess
Hot Mess
WOW! For real? Why aren't these people consulting with someone before taping these commercials (See Advertising Dollars…Jan. 2008). Seriously, I can handle the cowboy hat, I can handle the tag lines “I'ma put your BUTT in a car” and even "Shazaam" but he lost me at "Dance" WTH! Where did he find these women?
Mariah
Mariah I KNOW you’re a diva and all but can we get a little movement, anybody can side-step. Damn girl, are you dead? I just don't get it - how can you sing and have ZERO rhythm? Take a lesson from your back-up singers - they can move and sing at the same time. You know I love you girl, and I understand it may take concentration to hit those 7 octaves, but you were on SNL in place of Janet Jackson, who’s still cutting up a rug at 40. And what's with the wind machine? I understand that Ms. Diva has to look fantabulous at all times but seriously the wind is NOT enough to simulate movement.
I caught this performance on Saturday night. I was amazed that someone could stand so stock still to such a bumpin' beat.
Memphis
I'm headed to Memphis this weekend to see my girl, Ginger and her kids. (Although, I like to visit with Ginger and her family, the real reason I like to go to Memphis is to EAT! There is some good food in Memphis. I will be eating enough food in 3 days for 2 or 3 adults. I gotta get it all in while I can. And Heather Locklear has informed me that I will be denied entry back into the state of Minnesota if I do not bring her home some good eats. And since she’s my ride home I suppose I’m obliged.) Traveling to Memphis is always an experience. Remember this is the GOLD-TOOTH capital of the world, so there is always plenty of fodder for discussion. I'll be sure to update yall on my trip next week.
Recent Acquisitions
Here are some of my latest acquisitions. I am in love with them all. Of course I got them all for dirt cheap – the only way to go.
GAP bag - of course I got it in orange. LOVE IT!
WOW! For real? Why aren't these people consulting with someone before taping these commercials (See Advertising Dollars…Jan. 2008). Seriously, I can handle the cowboy hat, I can handle the tag lines “I'ma put your BUTT in a car” and even "Shazaam" but he lost me at "Dance" WTH! Where did he find these women?
Mariah
Mariah I KNOW you’re a diva and all but can we get a little movement, anybody can side-step. Damn girl, are you dead? I just don't get it - how can you sing and have ZERO rhythm? Take a lesson from your back-up singers - they can move and sing at the same time. You know I love you girl, and I understand it may take concentration to hit those 7 octaves, but you were on SNL in place of Janet Jackson, who’s still cutting up a rug at 40. And what's with the wind machine? I understand that Ms. Diva has to look fantabulous at all times but seriously the wind is NOT enough to simulate movement.
I caught this performance on Saturday night. I was amazed that someone could stand so stock still to such a bumpin' beat.
Memphis
I'm headed to Memphis this weekend to see my girl, Ginger and her kids. (Although, I like to visit with Ginger and her family, the real reason I like to go to Memphis is to EAT! There is some good food in Memphis. I will be eating enough food in 3 days for 2 or 3 adults. I gotta get it all in while I can. And Heather Locklear has informed me that I will be denied entry back into the state of Minnesota if I do not bring her home some good eats. And since she’s my ride home I suppose I’m obliged.) Traveling to Memphis is always an experience. Remember this is the GOLD-TOOTH capital of the world, so there is always plenty of fodder for discussion. I'll be sure to update yall on my trip next week.
Recent Acquisitions
Here are some of my latest acquisitions. I am in love with them all. Of course I got them all for dirt cheap – the only way to go.
Anne Klein Loafers - love the funky print and they are too comfortable
GAP bag - of course I got it in orange. LOVE IT!
Monday, March 10, 2008
Lionel Richie
Happy Monday! Yeah, right. Yesterday was daylight savings, we lost an hour and I spent all night trying to find it. Unfortunately, I didn't and I am tired as hell this morning. But thanks to my revered membership in the Official Lionel Richie Fan Club, I received the first two videos this morning to wake me up and bring a little joy into my Monday. (I added the last three videos as a bonus!)
Surprisingly, I have never seen the first two videos - I know, can you believe it? Enjoy!
Not sure what purpose Tyra serves??
Just sexy! HHMMM!
This one I have on DVD. Note: Nicole Richie cameo (she's about 12)
This next was not available to embed, but here's a link. You've got to check this one out. (Shut it up Heather Locklear!) This clip is from a 1980 Commodore concert (in Las Vegas NV). This is still one of my FAVORITE Lionel Richie songs. You just gotta love the shag, the open top with the gold necklaces and the sequins! It's a wonder I never had seizure from all the sparkling going on. My grandparents used to have this entire concert on BETAMAX - for you youngins' that was before VHS. Whenever I went to my grandparents house, I would sit in their basement and watch this concert. I memorized every line, dance step and note. I memorized every inflection in his voice and every drip of sweat off his chin. Watching this takes me back to 1983. Listen to Lionel's sermon (TRIVIA: Lionel wanted to be a preacher before he joined The Commodores) at the end. PREACH! "Everybody knows what the solution is" It's funny how all the words came rushing back, even after 25 years.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8REcs_Xb7w
BONUS (Medley of Commodores tunes):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Su8SkJ4vl7k&feature=related
Surprisingly, I have never seen the first two videos - I know, can you believe it? Enjoy!
Not sure what purpose Tyra serves??
Just sexy! HHMMM!
This one I have on DVD. Note: Nicole Richie cameo (she's about 12)
This next was not available to embed, but here's a link. You've got to check this one out. (Shut it up Heather Locklear!) This clip is from a 1980 Commodore concert (in Las Vegas NV). This is still one of my FAVORITE Lionel Richie songs. You just gotta love the shag, the open top with the gold necklaces and the sequins! It's a wonder I never had seizure from all the sparkling going on. My grandparents used to have this entire concert on BETAMAX - for you youngins' that was before VHS. Whenever I went to my grandparents house, I would sit in their basement and watch this concert. I memorized every line, dance step and note. I memorized every inflection in his voice and every drip of sweat off his chin. Watching this takes me back to 1983. Listen to Lionel's sermon (TRIVIA: Lionel wanted to be a preacher before he joined The Commodores) at the end. PREACH! "Everybody knows what the solution is" It's funny how all the words came rushing back, even after 25 years.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8REcs_Xb7w
BONUS (Medley of Commodores tunes):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Su8SkJ4vl7k&feature=related
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Observations III and PCH II and Cougar
Observations III
Really quick…I completely understand that we’re getting to the end of winter. I understand that we all may be suffering from a little bit of the winter blues and not quite in our right minds. But please people, please don’t allow this to cloud your sanity. Please don’t make the mistake of thinking that if you bust out your spring and summer clothes that will force the temperature to rise to a balmy 85, the trees to bud leaves, flowers to sprout out of the ground fully bloomed and the snow to melt away. It doesn’t work that way. This is Minnesota. We may still be in winter’s grip until May (it’s happened!). All that to say, yesterday the temp was in the mid-twenties, it had snowed approximately 1-2 inches and was pretty windy. Your typical winter day. Why did I see a woman (someone I know, who shall remained unnamed – I know she saw my look of WTH) yesterday in the following ensemble…3/4 sleeve light-weight cotton shirt, black Capri leggings, flats open-toed shoes (sans socks)? I’m just saying…
PCH II
I am still receiving and submitting (DAILY) my Million Dollar entry from Publisher’s Clearing House (see PCH January 2008). Still no luck – obviously. But I’ll let you in on a little secret…I have just been guaranteed that come Patrick’s Day I may be a Million Dollar winner. Ya gotta play to win. Here are some more amusing items that PCH has to offer me and my grandma friends…
Black Turtleneck Lace Dickey
FREE White Dickey (a $15.96 Value)!
When You Buy Black Dickey! A fashionable way to stay warm and comfortable. The lace fabric of this dickey is stretchable and lightweight for optimum comfort and fit. It's great for wearing under sweaters or blouses.
Can’t you just see Grandma Erlene on her way to the senior center with this lacey dickey peeking out from under her Alfred Dunner coordinate? It’s Thursday so they’re going on a field trip to the Mall, don’t cha know. Way to add a little spice to your outfit Grandma!
Pastel Fantasy Satin Caftan
Save 50% Off!
MSRP Of $40.00
Slip into cool, fashionable comfort ...
§ V neck
§ Dolman short sleeves
§ Side-slit hem
§ Machine wash and dry
§ One Size Fits Most (Sizes 8-20)
Then after the senior center drops her (and her gentleman friend) off at home, she can quickly change into this equally spicy caftan for “cool, fashionable and comfortable” entertaining. Get it Grandma!
Playing Cards Rug
Save 50% Off!
MSRP Of $39.99!
It's a sure bet that this soft novelty rug will be a perfect gift for the card-lover in your life! Slip-resistant backing.
(Notice the play on words – in the description. Clever.) For Grandma Mabel, who spends most of her time on the Little Six bus on her way to and from the casino, why not entice her to stay home some afternoons with this lovely rug. Grandma, please stop gambling.
Cougar
(Daddy stop reading)
I don’t know what it is about this little boy. He is just so dang sexy to me. The cougar (older woman into the young men) in me is definitely coming out. Enjoy!
Really quick…I completely understand that we’re getting to the end of winter. I understand that we all may be suffering from a little bit of the winter blues and not quite in our right minds. But please people, please don’t allow this to cloud your sanity. Please don’t make the mistake of thinking that if you bust out your spring and summer clothes that will force the temperature to rise to a balmy 85, the trees to bud leaves, flowers to sprout out of the ground fully bloomed and the snow to melt away. It doesn’t work that way. This is Minnesota. We may still be in winter’s grip until May (it’s happened!). All that to say, yesterday the temp was in the mid-twenties, it had snowed approximately 1-2 inches and was pretty windy. Your typical winter day. Why did I see a woman (someone I know, who shall remained unnamed – I know she saw my look of WTH) yesterday in the following ensemble…3/4 sleeve light-weight cotton shirt, black Capri leggings, flats open-toed shoes (sans socks)? I’m just saying…
PCH II
I am still receiving and submitting (DAILY) my Million Dollar entry from Publisher’s Clearing House (see PCH January 2008). Still no luck – obviously. But I’ll let you in on a little secret…I have just been guaranteed that come Patrick’s Day I may be a Million Dollar winner. Ya gotta play to win. Here are some more amusing items that PCH has to offer me and my grandma friends…
Black Turtleneck Lace Dickey
FREE White Dickey (a $15.96 Value)!
When You Buy Black Dickey! A fashionable way to stay warm and comfortable. The lace fabric of this dickey is stretchable and lightweight for optimum comfort and fit. It's great for wearing under sweaters or blouses.
Can’t you just see Grandma Erlene on her way to the senior center with this lacey dickey peeking out from under her Alfred Dunner coordinate? It’s Thursday so they’re going on a field trip to the Mall, don’t cha know. Way to add a little spice to your outfit Grandma!
Pastel Fantasy Satin Caftan
Save 50% Off!
MSRP Of $40.00
Slip into cool, fashionable comfort ...
§ V neck
§ Dolman short sleeves
§ Side-slit hem
§ Machine wash and dry
§ One Size Fits Most (Sizes 8-20)
Then after the senior center drops her (and her gentleman friend) off at home, she can quickly change into this equally spicy caftan for “cool, fashionable and comfortable” entertaining. Get it Grandma!
Playing Cards Rug
Save 50% Off!
MSRP Of $39.99!
It's a sure bet that this soft novelty rug will be a perfect gift for the card-lover in your life! Slip-resistant backing.
(Notice the play on words – in the description. Clever.) For Grandma Mabel, who spends most of her time on the Little Six bus on her way to and from the casino, why not entice her to stay home some afternoons with this lovely rug. Grandma, please stop gambling.
Cougar
(Daddy stop reading)
I don’t know what it is about this little boy. He is just so dang sexy to me. The cougar (older woman into the young men) in me is definitely coming out. Enjoy!
Monday, March 3, 2008
I'm Just Fine
It's Monday and I'm Just Fine. MJB has got it right...
"Feels so good, when you’re doing all the things that you want to do
Get the best out of life, treat yourself to something new
Keep your head up high
In yourself, believe in you, believe in me
Having a really good time, I’m not complaining
And I’m a still wear a smile if it's raining
I got to enjoy myself regardlessI appreciate life, I’m so glad that it's fine"
Saturday, March 1, 2008
In the famous words of Florida Evans
DAMN! DAMN! DAMN!
I don't know how much more my body can take! It's happened again. Old Man Winter reached up his icy claws and tripped me. Yes, I fell on the ice AGAIN (See The Fall Jan 08). Once again I had the benefit of the cover of darkness to shield me from any prying eyes, camera phones and possible embarrassment. This time I wasn't running for the bus, but rather trying to partake in a little Saturday night snackage. I mean, is it too much to ask for a girl to be able to get her snack on without bodily injury? After dropping off "the son" at one of his friends house, I realized that my route home would put me directly in the path of a Diary Queen. "UMMM", I thought to myself, "I could get a blizzard"! As I pulled into the parking lot, the excitement for the icy, creamy, goodness that is THE BLIZZARD, began to well up in me. As I approached the door, my foot did slip slightly on a small patch of ice - no doubt frozen melt off from the snow bank a couple feet away. But my mind was focused on one and one thing only. Ice quickly forgotten, I hummed a happy tune as I opened the door. "I'll have a small Heath Blizzard. Thank You." Within minutes I had the Blizzard in my grasp and made for the door. Preoccupied with thoughts of the joy that I was minutes away from experiencing, I bound out the door, heading to my car. As soon as I stepped off of the curb, I felt the sinking, yet familiar feeling of my feet betraying me, as they slipped out from under me. This time, it was not my tights I was worried about but rather the BLIZZARD. "Must protect the Blizzard". As I landed on the SAME knee and SAME hand as Fall #1, I looked down and realized with a triumphant grin that I managed to skillfully land with minimal spillage of the Blizzard. I got up cursing the ice, looked around, brushed myself off and tippy-toed across the lot to my car.
So the countdown to the end of winter has begun. Temperatures will be in the 30's, possibly 40's this week. Old Man Winter's time is coming to an end and perhaps if I'm more diligent I can side-step his icy claws, the next time he tries to trip me.
I don't know how much more my body can take! It's happened again. Old Man Winter reached up his icy claws and tripped me. Yes, I fell on the ice AGAIN (See The Fall Jan 08). Once again I had the benefit of the cover of darkness to shield me from any prying eyes, camera phones and possible embarrassment. This time I wasn't running for the bus, but rather trying to partake in a little Saturday night snackage. I mean, is it too much to ask for a girl to be able to get her snack on without bodily injury? After dropping off "the son" at one of his friends house, I realized that my route home would put me directly in the path of a Diary Queen. "UMMM", I thought to myself, "I could get a blizzard"! As I pulled into the parking lot, the excitement for the icy, creamy, goodness that is THE BLIZZARD, began to well up in me. As I approached the door, my foot did slip slightly on a small patch of ice - no doubt frozen melt off from the snow bank a couple feet away. But my mind was focused on one and one thing only. Ice quickly forgotten, I hummed a happy tune as I opened the door. "I'll have a small Heath Blizzard. Thank You." Within minutes I had the Blizzard in my grasp and made for the door. Preoccupied with thoughts of the joy that I was minutes away from experiencing, I bound out the door, heading to my car. As soon as I stepped off of the curb, I felt the sinking, yet familiar feeling of my feet betraying me, as they slipped out from under me. This time, it was not my tights I was worried about but rather the BLIZZARD. "Must protect the Blizzard". As I landed on the SAME knee and SAME hand as Fall #1, I looked down and realized with a triumphant grin that I managed to skillfully land with minimal spillage of the Blizzard. I got up cursing the ice, looked around, brushed myself off and tippy-toed across the lot to my car.
So the countdown to the end of winter has begun. Temperatures will be in the 30's, possibly 40's this week. Old Man Winter's time is coming to an end and perhaps if I'm more diligent I can side-step his icy claws, the next time he tries to trip me.
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