Friday, March 17, 2017

Dreams

Do you dream?  I'm sure you do.  Some people don't remember their dreams.  I had one the other night I wish didn't remember.  It involved mice.  They were jumping around on a shelving unit that was right next to my damn bed.  And of course, a couple of them jumped ship - right onto my bed covers!  There was some screaming (me - not the mice) and flailing of arms.

Dreams can be fun.  They can scare the hell out of you.  They can be sad and dare I say, sexy. 

Let me ask you this, though.  Do you hear sounds in your dreams? I've heard the phone ring several times.  Real enough for me to pull out one ear plug and reach for the phone.  I've heard my dog bark and did the ear plug removal thing, too.

I've only ever had a tactile experience once.  It was so real.  I placed my hands on the face of a friend who had died several years ago and asked him if he was ok.  He smiled and said yes.

I don't remember if I've ever had a smelling dream or a tasting experience.  Except that time when I ate a huge quantity of Mexican food - wait - that was real.  Never mind.

Have any dreams you'd like to share?  Not the sexy ones, please. You need to keep those to yourself.  TMI.


Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Recent observations

Am I the only one that has noticed how men are wearing their sports jackets lately?

They look too tight and they're only buttoning the top button leaving a gap below where you can clearly see either their shirt or the bottom part of their tie.

They look like they've outgrown the jacket but that can't be because I'm seeing it a lot - on the young, thin guys.  Weird. Unflattering.

The other thing I've been noticing is what appears to be an epidemic of burned out headlights.  Just one.

If it's not the headlight it's the smaller one on the front - whatever that one is called.

I'm tellin' ya, they're everywhere.

I want you to start paying attention and get back to me on the sports jacket/headlight thing.  Ok?

Saturday, January 7, 2017

How weird are you?

I have a question for you but first - let's set the scene.
You're sitting at the dinner table and this is a full blown meal; not just a burger and some chips.

Your plate has at least 3 different items on it.
My first question is: when you look at those 3 selections have you already picked the one you want to be your last to taste?
That only applies if you're not one of those weirdos that finish each one completely before moving on to the next.
I'm addressing the adventurous people that do the mix and match thing.  That also includes the real rebel that might spear two goodies with one forkful.  My hero.

Example:  let's say applesauce is on the plate and you want the last thing you taste - bringing the meal home - to be sweet apple.  So you schedule consumption to make that happen.

Second question:  are you ok with stuff touching?  Are you more comfortable with "warm touching warm" but completely freak out if "cold touches warm?"

I may or may not have blogged about the fact that I was a shimmer as a kid.  I usually used the odd spoon to shove under my plate so I wouldn't have to experience the horror of blending.

I'm all grown up now.  For the most part.

Sunday, December 18, 2016

Christmas tradition with a twist

Occasionally I twist some memories.  Ok.  Alright.  Sometimes I "borrow" them from others and make them my own.

This one I'm about to tell you, though, I swear is mine.  All mine.

When we were teenagers it obviously became a bit difficult buying for us at Christmas time.  If you've already survived that phase you know what I'm talking about.

You get what you think is going to be the coolest (such dorks) gift and your teenager looks at you like you should be institutionalized.

My mom was brilliant.  She bought us clothes.  I know.  Brave, eh? How could she know they'd fit?  Well, she blindfolded us and had us try them on before she wrapped them up!

I can remember running my hands over the clothing trying to figure out - was it a kilt (yes, this was back in the 60s),  a jumper (again, 60s), a cardigan?

So my sister, Lisa, has taken that tradition and tweaked it a bit.
She recently came back from a visit to Thailand and bought everyone in the family the same piece of clothing but in different colors.  One size fits all.  Should be interesting.

She had Peter and me come down and pick the ones (folded in such a way on the back of the couch it was difficult to tell exactly what they were) we liked - color wise, before shipping the rest out.

Brilliant, eh?  Mom's going to be so proud.

I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't tell the rest of the family that we got first pick.  Might be some hard feelings because we got preferential treatment.  Well, we're special.  So there!

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

The "up" side of winter

This will be a short blog.  As you know if you've been hangin' with me for a while - I'm not a fan of winter.

Actually, to put it in stronger language - I HATE IT!  

It occurred to me while getting dressed this morning that there is, indeed, an up side to this 3 to 4 month long torture.

You can wear the same clothes today that you wore yesterday because no one is going to see what's under all those layers.


Wednesday, November 30, 2016

I caved


I've been watching the commercials for these little buggers on TV for several weeks.  I looked at them a while back but forced myself to pass on them.

The commercials continued on and on and on. 

Finally I caved.  I bought some yesterday in Kazoo and the bag was half empty by the time I got home.  I don't know what the hell happened???

Have you ever been dogged by a commercial - usually for a food item - usually something sinfully sweet - until you couldn't stand it? You didn't go out in your jammies to buy the treat, did you?  You did?  

I'm so proud.

Monday, November 28, 2016

Life's annoyances

Thankfully the good things in life outnumber the annoying ones but here's a list of the things that drive my slightly batty.

1)  using my phone to post pics to Facebook.  I love the technology but it trips me up every now and then and the swearing ensues. 

2) people in the "12 items or less" check out lane at the grocery store that have a frigging cart full -  really?

3)  when I order french fries at a restaurant and the ketchup is no where in sight

4)  sitting behind someone who doesn't realize they can TURN RIGHT ON RED

5) seeing all kinds of dog poop left behind by the lazy human owner while walking my dog

6) ambiguous Facebook posts

7)  forgetting to check the pants pockets before throwing them into the washer

I could go on and on but I'm showing some mercy during this holiday season.

Feel free to add to this list.