Monthly Archives: January 2007

Someone I know used that phrase a month ago and I can’t quit thinking about it and laughing out loud.  I love the word boob in that context for some reason. My old roommate used to hate the word Nipple–I … Continue reading →

Someone pulls into the coffee shop parking lot and parks across the spaces.  And no one says boo. Someone, in a daze, sits at a stop sign for a full twenty seconds while others wait and NO ONE beeps or does anything … Continue reading →

I just got back from the dentist.  I think I’m one of the few people in the world who likes going to the dentist.  I love the way it feels to have clean teeth, know there’s nothing wrong and you’re … Continue reading →

And I had the best time. I’ve always known how lucky I am to have a wide variety of friends.  But getting back together with this group is especially special. We all went to grad school together–16 years ago–then moved … Continue reading →

Well, girls “thirty hours,” actually.  But I’m not complaining.  If it’s longer than that I get major anxiety about leaving.  But this is perfect. I’m going to deep creek with the five women I went to grad school with and … Continue reading →

BEING BEHIND THE TIMES PUT ME IN THE FOREFRONT… Well.  Due to my inability to use my cell phone for anything other than dialing and picking up phonecalls, I’m actually, apparently, one of the few people left on the planet … Continue reading →

Beware of powder foundation.  I knew it was too good to be true.  Whatever it is I bought had sunscreen and promised to go on fast and fresh.  Well, I walked around like the masked woman of Oakmont today.  I … Continue reading →

A lot of waiting for stuff, in lines, on the phone, for people who are incredibly sssllllooooowwww. I got a new computer because mine crashed itself into complete uselessness.  But they forgot to include some CD that I need to … Continue reading →

Santa brought Bethy a Chou Chou Baby doll.  This princess cries and slurps on a bottle and pacifier.  But when she cries, boy it’s exactly like a two month year old’s cry. Exactly. To the point that when the thing … Continue reading →

Yes, the first contestant on one of the greatest shows on earth (American Idol) broke my heart.  First I felt sorry for her.  My goodness she laid it out there and it dropped like a sack of dead mice. But … Continue reading →