Just some eye candy to brighten your day! I think he's adorable. From yesterdays style section of the New York Times.




Just some eye candy to brighten your day! I think he's adorable. From yesterdays style section of the New York Times.



There was a mom in the grocery store today with an infant in the seat thing on top of the grocery cart. She had another kid running around. The infant wasn't strapped in to the grocery cart.
I had to leave the store.
A couple of years ago I was in K-Mart and there was a mom, an infant and an older child. The older child upset the wagon and the infant tumbled out of the seat on the floor. I think the kid was okay, but it terrified me for days!
Me and the employees all freaked out and told the mom to take the baby straight to the ER. She promised she would. It took myself and the counter lady a few minutes to gather our wits, but when we did we both noticed the mom shopping at the jewelry counter. Don't count on me nominating her for Mother of the Year!
I've noticed something and I wonder if anyone agrees. You know how every once in a while the television news trots out the local racist group and gives them a couple of seconds of air time so all the normal folk can have a good laugh and be warned not to marry a first cousin? Have you ever noticed that the aforementioned racists are, um, butt ugly? I mean, like FUGLY. I mean, like U-G-L-Y - you ain't got no alibi - you ugly, ugly!
I was watching this show and they had this woman who was the leader of this women's KKK thing and they showed them at a rally. And I'm not trying to be funny or nothin, but seriously - fifteen or twenty of the little aryans on screen and the first thing that comes to mind is "How much is that doggy in the window?" I didn't know that many mullets still existed in the free world, and on females no less! The only good quality is that maybe, just maybe, with the lot of 'em, they just may have had pert near a full set of teeth! (Okay, I said that just to be mean, but dental hygeine certainly wasn't in their top ten list of concerns...)
I fundamentally believe that everyone is attractive. Some of us need more care and maintenance than others, but I think the natural potential exists in most humans. The single largest contributor to what is seen as unattractiveness is probably apathy. If you don't care what you look like, you are likely not taking good care of yourself and that can translate into being unattractive.
Of course, add other factors like culture into the mix and its a whole different kettle of attractive fish. Small feet translates to beauty in one culture, overweight in another.
Which leads me to my question. Can an ugly set of views lead to an ugly visage? If you spend a lifetime steeped in hate, will that show on your face? Or is it my perception that these women were ugly because of their ugly views?
Cleaning, clearing and grumbling. This whole garage sale thing better be worth all the pain and suffering. Sunday's supposed to be a day of rest. Why aren't I resting?
Spent yesterday being the decoy for my friend. Said I wanted to spend the day with her since it's the Saturday before her birthday and her family would probably have something planned for her the following weekend. Took her home at the end of the day to her surprise party. And she was surprised too! Stunned actually. It was pretty good.
There was this one woman there who was a little inappropriate. She kept trying to touch my friend's husband all night or making totally inappropriate comments to my friend's daughter about "doing it" and stuff. In fact, just about every comment she made all night long was about sex and it really didn't matter who she was talking to. She's a parent too! No wonder her son ignored her most of the night! Think I should warn my friend that this woman's a little, um....inappropriate?
Had the opportunity to hear a conversation the other day. I've been dying to write about it, but haven't had the time.
I was sitting in this office waiting for the person I needed to talk to. Two men were sitting on the other side of the office when I came in, but I think, after a while they must have forgotten I was there. Or maybe they didn't care. Anyway, I think their computer stations blocked me from their view because I can't imagine them thinking this was appropriate for work.
From what I could gather, a woman had been in earlier and had been sort of coming on to the guy who didn't do much talking. Conversation went like this:
PIG: So are you going to take her up on her offer, my friend?
Guy: What offer? Naw, she was just being friendly.
PIG: She was looking for it, you gonna go?
Guy: Nah.
PIG: How long you been married, my friend?
Guy: Four months.
PIG: No, longer than that. February, March, April, May...almost six months.
Guy: yeah, six months.
PIG: So you've gotta be ready for a little extra action, my friend.
Guy: Mumbles.
PIG: It doesn't have anything to do with your wife.
Guy: Mumbles again.
PIG: My wife knows I play around on her. That's just what I do. My wife is my wife, my friend. I'm never going to leave her.
Guy: Yeah?
PIG: I'm not faithful. I never have been.
Guy: Then why get married?
PIG: Then where would the excitement be, eh, my friend? (piggish laughter) It's all just for fun.
So I finally get to see this administrative Don Juan. And oddly enough he doesn't look like God's gift to women. He's in if forties, has the black-black hair that can only come from chemicals and he's strutting his stuff in a bright pink button down shirt, tight jeans that were put out of commission in the early 80s and tan cowboy boots.
I was left with three questions:
1) Who would have sex with this loser (and by the way, I left out about 20 "my friends", which, if they were said to me, would be a legitimate reason for me bashing him in the head with his computer keyboard)
2) Seriously, how beat down is his wife that she doesn't think she can do better? Or perhaps she's got her own thing going?
3) How, in anyone's demented mind, does this make for appropriate work conversation? I mean, they work in a public office and even though I don't think they saw me, a guy came in mid-convo and it didn't stop Mr. Pig.
I hope he gets the clap and his parts fall off.
Not much to say today - I'm just off to bed after a long day. But I wanted to share this site with those of you who love girly-girl bags like I do.
Enjoy!
I've been busy getting ready for the garage sale!
Well, it seems as though another weekend has flown by and left me wondering what happened with all that time. And why I didn't get to updating this sight AT ALL. Oh well. Best intentions, you know.
I spent the weekend with friends. And really that's much better than sitting at the computer any old day. Got a manicure and had lunch on Thursday. Friday we went shopping in Orange County - my friend needed a special outfit for her interview today. We had a good time.
Saturday I spent with another friend shopping for a birthday gift. Had fun at Old Navy. I never shop there, but they had some really cute clothes. Of course the dressing room was good for a laugh - the waistbands were about four inches too big! Even if it was supposed be hip-riding, they were still huge. Talk about party in your pants! I did buy a skirt because it was about 9 bucks and all I have to do is add some darts.
The rest of Saturday and all of Sunday I packed stuff up for the garage sale. It's getting down to the wire and I haven't got things as well organized as it was when I started. I hope that I have a good turnout.
I'm on my lunch now and I have to write a report linking two totally dissimilar research areas. I've been racking my brain all morning to find a connection. I have to have it completed this afternoon. Maybe magic writing fairies will appear from the sky and write it for me. What do you think the chances are?
This just in - Renee Zellweger marries Kenny Chesney after knowing him, um, since January. Does that ever really work in the real world, let alone Hollywood? Well, I suppose since they are both from the south, they probably really connected over all things southern and it just felt like they knew each other forever....
But it has me wondering - do Hollywood folk, when they're standing in front of the minister or whoever, think it's really till death do they part or is it more like till we get really tired of being together?
Having a big, lazy, take-it-easy kind of day. Two events last week - trial by fire. Both went well and my new boss gave me flowers! How nice is that?
We had a meeting the following morning and a lot of the people who attended were also at the event. The words "lovely" and "successful" were bandied about.
The craft show was a success. Even though I only made about $100 bucks, considering my output - 3 hours on Thursday night with scraps of paper - and the 1.5 hours of manning the booth....I think I did swell. Also, got to work on a scarf that someone ordered so I think it was good compensation for my time.
One of my friends e-mailed me this morning and is thinking about starting a writing group. I'm all for that. Need someone to keep me accountable. I was just talking to another friend and saying how much I liked taking writing class because it forced me to have something to turn in each week. Writing groups I've tried in the past haven't gone anywhere - people are more inclined to talk about what they want to write rather than actually write.
It rained again Thursday night (was supposed to rain all day, but God and I had a talk about that and it didn't start until my event was over!) and today the sky is extraordinarily blue. I will miss my view of the mountains when I finally do move. I see no other homes, lights or freeways from my windows. That's extremely rare here in the big city.