Economics 101

I always knew that financial forcasting was best served up by the folks of the fashion world!

because you like it

This one's for the husband...the Reds are coming, and they're bringing cake...

we don't need no stinking mimeographs!

How did my day go?
Hey, thanks for asking!
I was hit on with the pick up line, "Hey, how's it goin'? Can I have one of your pens?".
I had to explain, in excruciatingly painful detail, to no less than three people how their own insurance company works.
Filed like I was a house on fire.
Had my triple grande non-fat latte from you-know-where.
Texted my husboard.
And made it home safely with my two little girlies in time for dinner prepared by their wonderful dad.
Ahhh.
"It's getting better all the time" (The Beatles)
And it's about damned time!

How did your day go?

a little ditty

"I Don't Like Mondays"

[Originally by The Boomtown Rats]

The silicon chip inside her head
gets switched to overload
and nobody's gonna go to school today
she's gonna make them stay at home
And Daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reason
Cos there are no reasons
What reasons do you need to be shown

Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down

The telex machine is kept so clean
and it types to waiting world.
And Mother feels so shocked
Father's world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to
Their own little girl
Sweet 16 ain't that peachy keen
No it ain't so neat to admit defeat,
They can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reasons do you need to be shown


All the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys awhile
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
That the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles
And the captain tackles
With the problems and the how's and why's
And he can see no reasons
Cos there are no reasons
What reasons do you need to die

To all me hearties...

This weekend is the 3rd Annual Portland Pirate Festival. Arrggh! But in a good way. My husband rolled his eyes and told me to have fun, but I think I might be able to pursuade him with the thought of eye patches and lots of non-gender specific facial hair. Ummm, maybe not. But I think the girls would have a rip-roaring time and that I might have fun in spite of myself! Besides, it's only about a 1/2 mile from our house so it would really be a shame to miss it.
Tomorrow's blog will tell. Wish me luck on the high seas...

Calm Before the Storm

beginnings of a completed thought.

there are several stages to a storm, specifically a tornado.
dust whirl stage
organizing
maturing
shrinking
decay

...and then the aftermath...

what stage is this thing in?
all I know is the winds are gathering speed, carrying things in their grasp.
The storm is coming.

Memory

You make me so very happy.




I'm so glad you came into my life.

you be great

Why is it I can go around talking to myself all day, thinking in my head all the wonderful tidbits I could add to a super stellar blog and when I sit down at the computer I can't manage to squeeze out one cohesive thought? I feel rusty in the writing department. Whenever I get home I manage to fix dinner, clean up, hang out with my wonderful man, read whatever is sitting on the night stand and then crash into bed. That does not leave a lot of room for composition.
I check some of my friends blogs and they have posted happy happy joy joy pictures and little capsules of fun descriptions of their simply wonderful happy happy lives and all I want to do is throw my very nice ready-for-fall shoes at the computer screen in what is probably a mixture of dissatisfaction, jealousy and depression. Probably not the most healthy response. But I can't find it in me to keep up appearances online. Sometimes I'll throw in a couple pictures of my beautiful kid-lits but most of the time I just write to get it all out of my head before it explodes.

I can' think of anything else to write for the moment. I'm sure I'll think of something profound while watching Mad Men. If you haven't yet, check that show out on AMC! It is swell!