For God Sake, Cut That Hair
Poor Scotty has decided to not cut his hair. I don’t know why, but it’s been almost a year since his last cut. He looks like shit. I’ve stopped asking when he plans to get it cut because he does the opposite of what I would like him to do.
So, picture this – 47 year old man who is probably 20 pounds overweight, he’s bald on top but has hair down to his shoulders. When dry, the hair is fuzzy and the style reminds me of Bozo the Clown. Yesterday he came out of the bathroom after his shower and I asked him if he looked in the mirror before he came out. The answer was obvious “No.”
I wonder if he’s noticed that I don’t go out in public with him when he’s home. Probably not. I keep thinking that if I were single would I even give him a second look? Absolutely NOT!
I’m not sure what he’s trying to prove, but what he is proving is that he’s an idiot.
Memorial Day Weekend
I had a pretty good weekend despite the fact that my sister (who’s living here for practically nothing) made a comment that put me in a bitchy mood for two days.
The weather was perfect, couldn’t have asked for better days. We didn’t plan a thing! This has to be the first time that I didn’t kill myself trying to get the family together for a cook out. I’m changing my ways. I have to admit that I was bored most of the time, but I’m trying to accept that I can sometimes just do nothing.
I even took Saturday and Sunday off, away from my computer. Of course I worked yesterday for a while. Did a little business building and contacted a client. Who’s exact words were "Wow, you’re working on Memorial Day!! I’m trying to learn how to relax…while still making millions!" OK, me too on the ‘making millions’ part.
Vegetables or Flowers?
I love everything about vegetables, eating, growing, planting, and finding beautiful delicious vegetables at farmers markets. My sister (who’s living with me until her house back home sells) is totally into flowers. I don’t get it, and she’s not at all interested in looking at vegetables at the farmers market yesterday. We’re a perfect pair.
We’ve been talking about putting a garden in this year and I’d already told that I hoped she’d flower up my yard. I like flowers, don’t get me wrong; I’m just not interested in planting them or knowing their weird names. Of course she knows them all.
We’ve been talking about this garden for a couple of months now, but apparently we are equally lazy because neither one of us has initiated the actually planting. We’ve done a lot of shopping for plants and seeds. Well, we did put two tomatoes and two pepper plants in pots on the deck. I also planted some herbs in boxes. She found her favorite flower (don’t ask me the name, its pink) and put it in a pot. So our deck looks pretty good.
Yesterday we decided we’d better get to it, so we worked on my old garden spot and created a new one for melons and squash. My husband has been working on a compost pile for the last four years, so I knew I had a great base. The ground here in Virginia is the least garden friendly I’ve ever seen (very limited experience here), so I don’t even try to work with it. I just buy top soil and add my compost.
This year I skipped the top soil and we used just the compost. It took about four hours, but we got both garden spots ready and planted. She even added a few really nice flowers to another part of the yard.
What this post boils down to is that we are totally out of shape and lazy. If my husband wasn’t there, we would not have gotten half way through this project. We would have both given up after abut 45 minutes. He did all the heavy work and we did our best to help. I look forward to enjoying the beauty of the flowers, but I’m mostly looking forward to saving a little money buy growing my own veggies. If those damn squirrels leave any for me.
Why don’t I feel better?
I’m more than ready to feel good. Here in Virginia the allergy season starts early and it’s a killer. You can actually see yellow clouds of pollen at times. The first time this happened to me I was driving on 66 and thought I was driving into some freakish dust cloud. When I got through it I noticed that my red car had a layer of yellow covering it. Coming from North Dakota (land without trees) this was really weird to me.
It happens every year, we have to rinse down our deck and outside furniture several times each spring. This year we had pollen puddle under a deck chair and it actually stained the deck.
All of this weird pollen kills me each year. So it’s been about two months of allergies. Then I catch a cold from my granddaughter. I felt great on Tuesday, but apparently felling better is not in the books for me this spring. Yesterday I wake up with a pink eye. Is it actually Pink Eye? I don’t know.
I call my doctor’s office and leave a message; telling her that I’m recovering from a cold and my eye is red. In order to not have to actually go in to see her I give the information I think she will be looking for as though I’m actually sitting right there in front of her. Like it’s red over the entire eye, not just where the air hits it. I woke up with some goo in the corner of my eye. And please if you think its Pink Eye just call in a prescription for me. You think that will work?
Hey, it worked. They will call in some eye drops for me. WooHoo
My God what a BITCH!
Today my sister and I went to Shoppers to pick up groceries for our steak and potato grill. We got through the store picking up a lot more than what we needed…as usual. Oh, and they have the best cloth bags I’ve seen so far. For .89 you get a really good bag. It’s green and has their logo on it in a lighter green. This bag is taller than WalMart and Target’s bags. I actually fit $74 worth of groceries into two of these bags.
Now to the bitch. We go to the self check aisle and my sister goes first. She buys one of these bags and takes care of her order. I start my order and the stupid machine starts with the "there is an unknown item in the bagging area, please remove it." This is a common problem with this store, I have no idea what the problem is…but its been two years-fix it already!
So, we finally follow the instructions of the voice and remove the bag from the bagging area, we then hear "item removed from bagging area, please return item to bagging area." So, we put the bag back on the shelf and get "there is an unknown item in the bagging area, please remove it." Are you kidding me??? We are stuck. We look for the cashier who normally oversees the self check area and find her helping the guy right behind us. So we wait.
When she finishes with him she starts walking away and I say "maam." And she’s like "yeah I know I’m getting over to my computer." She says something else that I can’t hear. You can tell this old bag just loves her job.
So we figure that we would just skip the bagging counter and left our bag on the floor and packed it there. She can’t leave us alone at this point and says "if you put the bag back up there you won’t have to do that anymore." I have no idea what she is talking about, and my sister tells her that we had been doing it that way, but that’s what got us the error message earlier. Then she says "that’s because I wasn’t over here." Duh – you dumb ass. I’d rather touch the ’skip bagging’ button each time than take the risk of you not being at your computer when my computer fucks up again.
I’m not sure why she’s got such a problem with us. I’m finishing up when she says "did you have one of those shopping bags when you came in because there have been only two rung up and paid for."
My sister told her that one of the bags was hers and was paid for on the previous order. "Oh." Are you kidding me? You didn’t just go back and check out my order to try to find another reason to hassle me? Stupid cow. It’s not my problem you hate your job.
I though I could get it off my chest by just blogging about it, but to no avail, I just called and complained about her to the manager.
I guess if you work in a grocery store you are superior to the rest of us. Bitch!
I HATE er…Love Elmo
Sesame Street’s Elmo has got to be the cutest little monster ever! My granddaughter also loves this little critter. So, being the BEST GRANDMA EVER, I ordered several Elmo videos from Sesame Street.com. That was a few weeks ago.
"La-la-la-la…la-la-la-la…Elmo’s World" Did you know that Elmo loves his goldfish and crayons too? I do. When I wake up in the middle of the night this is what runs through my head. You know how it is, some things just stick in your brain no matter what you do.
After two and a half years of not being interested in any TV at all, this little girl now wants All Elmo, All The Time!!!
So I’m laying there at 2 am this morning wishing horrible things on Elmo. And Huxley for that matter.
I’m tired.
Cloth Shopping Bags
I’ve recently decided to be more ‘green.’ So I’ve been looking at a few websites that offer cloth shopping bags, some really hip ones. I found some nice bags here, but since I figured I’d need about 10 this seemed like a lot of money. So when I saw WalMart had them for a dollar, I bought one and have actually been taking it with on short trips to the store.
Today I go to Super Target to pick up a few things and see that they also sell cloth shopping bags. They are a little more expensive, but $1.49 really isn’t that bad. And they are kind of cute. So I bought one. Now I have two bags and wonder why on earth I thought I needed 10??
I bought about $40 worth of goodies for my sick little granddaughter and everything fit in the two bags. I didn’t even feel stupid using a WalMart bag in Target…I thought there might be a chance of that. So, take a look at my new bags and all the crap that fit in just two.
So I’m feeling pretty good about doing my part to save the planet. Then I take my righteous self out to my gigantic Yukon Denali and blow through about $8 worth of gas going 5 miles back home with my cloth grocery bags. Gonna have to get rid of that thing!
