Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Welcome Back Hurricane Season 2011

Is this my year? Is this my chance to get a couple of well-deserved days off because of weather? Is this when I get to 'rough it' with my hubby and daughter eating cold sandwiches, NO TV (!), playing board games by candlelight, and sleeping in because there is nothing else to do?

It has been many disappointing Hurricane Seasons since one has blown our way. I'm not looking for a Cat 3 or above. I'm not looking for damage other than a few branches down and a few puddles to splash through while walking the dog.

I just love storms. I love listening to the newscasters making up emergency situations and interviewing random people just to take up air time. I love to hear them say 'hunker down' 20 times in a 30 minute cycle. 

Now, seriously, doesn't this sound like more fun than a bored South Floridian should have? Bring it on!

Monday, April 18, 2011

I Have Always Wanted To Be A Princess... Until Now

I have always wanted to be princess just like millions of other little girls before me. As I grew into a woman, my princess desire still lingered. Even though my Prince Charming did not come with an official title and a crown, I still wanted to be a princess... until now.

All the non-stop coverage of Prince William making Kate an actual princess has made me change my mind.

First, the unending comparisions between Kate and her dearly departed would-have-been mother-in-law are bringing back into focus everything that poor Lady Di went through in her short life. I imagine her in heaven shouting down, 'Don't do it! Run, Kate, run'.

Second, one of the news outlets, desperate for a new angle on what is becoming a very long, drawn out examination of the upcoming wedding, ran a story on The Ten Things Kate Will Have to Give Up. Seriously? One of them was her own name - not her last name, which most brides willing ditch, but her entire name. No more Kate for her. How improper to call a princess by a nickname. Ummm, I may not be crazy about my name, but it's still MY name. And her new name only includes Will's name - Her Royal Highness The Princess of Prince William of Wales. I wonder if the royal family can unbend enough to refer to her as anything other than an object. Did Cinderella and Aurora lose their identities as well? GASP!

The final no-thank-you to being a princess came tonight with the coverage of Baba Wawa (any SNL fans out there?) on 20/20. A look back into several generations of royal marriages and Barbara Walters couldn't find a single happy one. Not one in some one hundred years of history. Wow, not such great odds there, Kate ole girl.

So this commoner has bid adieu to a desire to be anything other than a Disney princess; at least they have happy endings.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Looking For Something Free?

Free is good, right? Okay, so here's a link:        http://www.tyndale.com/00_home/contest.php

Go here and sign up for a freebie from Tyndale. Two choices. Neither one are my style of  reading but I have said that before, ended up reading it, and it became one of my favorite books (see my Book Reviews). So, anyway, go ahead and try to win one... it may be good.  Or, if you win and hate it, give it to someone who will appreciate it, but don't blame me... I'm just the messenger.

Good Luck

Sunday, March 13, 2011

There's Nothing To Say

As I watch the news coverage of the horrible aftermath of the 5th largest earthquake ever recorded, I am struck silent. The only words that seem appropriate are "God be with them"

Monday, January 31, 2011

Who are you talking to?

I was in the grocery store today, innocently looking at apples when there was a mid-aisle cart collision.  I look up to see a lady holding a bag of organic somethings and saying 'why don't they tell you how many are in the package?' HUH? 

Apparently feeling me staring at her, she looks up and smiles. 'Sorry, I was talking to myself.  My daughter says I do it all the time.'  Okkkkkaaay.

Last week, I was waiting on a woman in my store.  She was at the cash register and seemingly talking to me.  I made all the right noises, 'great choice', 'your total is thirty-three oh eight', 'please sign on the bottom line' etc.  It wasn't until I was thanking her that I realized she had her bluetooth in her ear and had not been talking to me... at all.  She waved her hand at me as she left, still yakking away.  I looked at my next  guest with an open mouth. She just shook her head.

I remember a day when 1. people who appeared to talk to themselves in public where deemed 'crazy' - now it just means there is a bluetooth stuck in their ear.  2. it was impolite to talk to two people at the same time... i.e. on the phone and standing in front of you 3. phone conversations were private between 2 people, not 2 people and everyone within 10 feet of you.

Let me show you some pictures of me and my writing buddies. Now, THIS is the right way to talk to someone.