Saturday, March 11, 2006

Meme--Don't Look!

This cat is funny. She's a fetcher. We have a box of plastic bendy straws and LP and BP love to throw one into the next room and Nesta will retrieve it to them. Every once in awhile she's cart off the straw to her secret hiding place, so somewhere in the house she probably has a stash of yellow, blue, pink and green bendy straws.

Friday, March 10, 2006

Bummer

BP and I took the LP to his heart doctor yesterday and spent four freaking hours waiting around Riley’s Children’s Hospital. His last appointment was in July and his doctor recommended surgery for LP’s vsd (small hole in the heart.) He said that this surgery is better done now when there’s little damage, rather than waiting until LP’s in his thirties or forties and he’d have to be on blood thinners the rest of his life. The surgery is booked for the end of May, which we’re not looking forward to at all.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

This is about television

Project Runway.
Daniel V got screwed. He deserved to win. He won the majority of the challenges on this season. His designs were wonderful. I like Chloe, but in my mind she came in second. The judges were right about Santino’s clothes. They were beautiful, but the tops didn’t fit. Why would you go to an important debut like this and not fit your clothes on a live person?? I’m glad Michael Kors offered Daniel a job. He’ll go far.
I’ll miss Tim Gunn.



Sons and Daughters.
There’s a new sitcom on ABC. Sons and Daughters is produced by SNL’s Lorne Michaels. It is very very funny. Max Gail (Detective Wojohowicz from Barney Miller) plays the main character’s stepfather. What fun it is to see him back on tv. They have a stereotypical old lady character by the name of Aunt Rae. She’s what Archie Bunker’s older sister would be like. Check it out. Wednesdays.


The Amazing Race.
It’s too early in The Amazing Race to be interesting. They have a wacko dentist and his wife. The dentist (name is “Lake” as in the ocean) who one team calls “Scott Peterson.” Ha ha.


New sitcom.
I love Julia Louis Dreyfuss but I doubt if I’ll watch her new show The New Adventures of Old Christine. The previews show typical blah sitcom fare.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

HP Day

I skated out of work for a half hour to go and buy Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire on DVD. Special 2 disc set. Eat your heart out, Muggle!

Monday, March 06, 2006

Foggy, Paint, and the Oscars

It’s very very foggy here today. We got some snow yesterday but later on in the week it’s supposed to climb to 60 degrees.


We accepted a bid to paint our soffits, fascia and window trims. The guy is supposed to come by on Wednesday and talk to BP and get a down payment. Now we’ll just have to wait until we get a week or so stretch of 55 degree weather—maybe later this month or April.

Last night BP watched the Oscars with me. He loves Jennifer Lopez. I think she’s evil. I think her evil mind almost made Jennifer Garner trip on the stage.

What’s with that hairdo everyone had last night? The Uma Thurman/Sandra Bullock hair of the Grecian goddess. Pulled back but wavy. I saw a lot of people doing their ‘do like that. I hated the color of Michelle Williams’ (of Heath Ledger fame) dress. It was mustardy yellow lime. Yuck. Even a hot dog wouldn’t look good wearing that.

Saturday, March 04, 2006

Updates

1. My mother’s surgery went well, although she chastised the doctor for being 45 minutes late. BP said to me, “You come by your impatience honestly.” It’s true. I’m very impatient.


2. BP and LP got the mourning dove out of the basement Thursday. Now all is quiet downstairs.


3. I watched Part One of the Project Runway finale. Santino actually seemed a wee bit humble. I like Daniel’s shorter hair. And Chloe’s family history—she and her seven sisters were born in Laos and her parents tried to sneak them out during the war, got caught, and all had to spend time in “Family Jail.” Fascinating. I’d love to get a visit from Tim Gunn. Santino’s collection looks very good, but I still want Daniel to win. That big pink coat that we saw from Chloe’s collection is hideous. Can’t wait for the finale Wednesday night.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Scaredy Cat

When I was in bed Tuesday night I heard weird noises coming from the basement. I hate that! This kind of stuff usually happens when BP is away on business. I bolted upright, and strained to hear wtf it was. I put on my glasses. Putting on my glasses always makes me hear better. Like turning down the radio in your car when you’re lost and trying to find a street address. Anyway, it stopped. Then started again. I took a flashlight and check in on LP. He was sawing logs. Then I took the flashlight and shined it out on the back porch. Nesta was sawing logs too. Damn, I was hoping she had knocked something over. But no, it was all quiet. So I went back to bed. And it started in again. I went out into the living room and called BP. It was about 1am.

BP: (groggy voice) What’s wrong?
Me: I heard a noise.
BP: What noise?
Me: A noise. In the basement!
BP: A human noise? You think there’s someone down there?
Me: No, not a person. What kind of stupid person breaks into someone’s house and makes enough racket to wake the dead? It was a noise. Like a wild animal down there?
BP: It’s probably a bird. Remember? About once a year one of the stupid birds---which you feed, by the way--gets into the house.
Me: I hope it’s just a bird and not a raccoon. You know, Vanda52 has raccoons in his attic.
BP: Who?
Me: Nevermind. You’ll be home Thursday right?
BP: Yes Puddin.
Me: Then it’ll be here waiting for you.
BP: Yeeesssss Puddin.
Me: I’m sleeping in the living room. I can’t hear it there. Bye.
BP: Love ya.

So I did. I slept in the living room. So yesterday after work I walked all around the house. I saw it. On the basement window ledge was a little mourning dove. That basement window hasn’t been opened in a hundred years and I wasn’t going to break it. I had LP hit the window with a broom, while I held open the basement door, hoping it would fly out on its own. It didn’t. It looked perfectly fine sitting there. And there it will sit until this afternoon when BP gets it out.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Pimp Name

Get your pimp name here


I have two:

Ice Master E. Clinton

Vicious D. Writes Ice

Yesterday's Online Purchases

Rosemary Clooney Sings the Lyrics of Ira Gershwin CD
(FOEs--abbrevation for Friends of Emma, which is odd because it spells "foe". huh. Go figure. Anyway, FOEs know that I've always had a soft spot in my heart for Rosie's voice. Love her, love Gershwin tunes.)


Frommer's Portable Las Vegas for Non-Gamblers
(I'm a gambler, but this book looks like it will be helpful)


Daisy Cooks!: Latin Flavors That Will Rock Your World
(This broad has a PBS cooking show and she is wonderful!--Love her)


On the Road with Francis of Assisi: A Timeless Journey Through Umbria and Tuscany, and Beyond
(Looks interesting, and I love reading about that region of Italy anyway)

Monday, February 27, 2006

Broken wrist

Saturday my mom broke her wrist in two places. They are operating on her on Thursday. Poor old girl. The doctor didn’t even give her any good drugs—just Tylenol with codeine.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Top Ten Great things About the Month of March

10. Women’s History Month

9. St. Patrick’s Day

8. Spring officially comes in this month.

7. The Oscars

6. Some early spring flowers begin to bloom.

5. March Madness for college basketball fans

4. The Ides of March. Although this is really a bad thing.

3. The days get a little bit longer.

2. Harry Potter & the Goblet of Fire is out on DVD March 7th

1. . It’s not February!

Friday, February 24, 2006

Cat: Unfocused

The cat jumped on my lap. She had her head down on the keyboard and looked so cute that I grabbed the camera. She was curious. Then she wouldn't leave it alone.






Getting Bids

Hello to all the ships who pass in the night.

As I might have mentioned, this spring I wanted to replace the siding on our house. I don’t think that’s going to happen, but we will have enough money to have the window frames, soffits (sp) and porch repainted. And maybe new guttering. YAY! So I’ve been making appointments with painters to come and give me estimates. Yesterday a man by the name of Greg came over and talked with me. He was in business with his daughter, and had twenty years of painting experience. His daughter’s name is Sonya! What an excellent sign! Both were very nice, asked questions and gave good answers (when it comes to getting estimates on home repair, I follow the lawyer’s mantra when they’re in court: “Never ask a question you don’t know the answer to.”)

“What type of paint is best on home exterior?”
“How warm does it have to be to beginning the paint job?”
“Will you prime all surfaces before you begin?”
“It’s probably lead paint, and I garden. Will you put tarps on the ground to catch all the flakes you scrape off?”

Greg said he really wanted the work and would supply references and a copy of his insurance papers before the job. I like people who tell me, “I want this job and I’ll do right by you.”

Someone else is coming over this afternoon. She sounded too foofoo over the phone . . . like she was going to do decorative painting. I explained that it was exterior painting, not interior painting and she still wanted to bid on it, so we’ll see how it goes.


When I told my boss that I was taking yesterday afternoon off and why, he said “Why don’t you two paint it yourselves?”

Me: I don’t do stuff like that. I don’t want to do all the scraping.
Boss: I enjoy that stuff. Last summer I painted the front door and garage door. It’s something that I can see—the accomplishment of it.
Me: I guess you don’t show your grandkids a spreadsheet and gush, “Hey kids! Grandpa did this all by himself!”
Boss: Exactly!
Me: I want to pay someone to do the grunt work. But I’ve bought stencils and when the porch is done, I want to do some stencil work on it.
Boss: Oh? What stencil?
Me: It’s a stencil of Dubya and his butt with a bullseye on it.
Boss: Get out of my office.

It’s a rare thing . . a Republican with a sense of humor

Thursday, February 23, 2006

update

George Dubya’s administration is neck deep in scandals. How many more must we endure?

(not listed in any particular order)


Allowing a United Arab Emerates company port management contracts


Packing the US Supreme Court with rabid conservatives


Hanky-panky in Florida in first election/stealing election from Al Gore.

The whole Iraqi War and absence of any WMDs

Outing of CIA operative Valerie Plame for political payback

Scooter Libby/ Karl Rove (who still has his job)

Jack Abramoff

The Katrina mess and failure of FEMA/Homeland Security

Abu Ghraib prisoner abuse

Guantanamo prisoner issues

Unlawful wiretapping of citizens

No bid Halliburton contracts

Underestimating/lying about the real cost of Iraqi war

Tom Delay

AWOL Vice President who lives in a bunker except when he comes out of hiding to shoot his friend in the face and chest



Plus he has done nothing about:

Selling off national forests to private interests

Global warming

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Enough Immoral Scandals to Sink a Battleship, All From Someone the Religious Right Elected

George Dubya’s administration is neck deep in scandals. How many more must we endure?

(not listed in any particular order)

Hanky-panky in Florida in first election/stealing election from Al Gore.

The whole Iraqi War and absence of any WMDs

Outing of CIA operative Valerie Plame for political payback

Scooter Libby/ Karl Rove (who still has his job)

Jack Abramoff

The Katrina mess and failure of FEMA/Homeland Security

Abu Ghraib prisoner abuse

Guantanamo prisoner issues

Unlawful wiretapping of citizens

No bid Halliburton contracts

Underestimating/lying about the real cost of Iraqi war

Tom Delay

AWOL Vice President who lives in a bunker except when he comes out of hiding to shoot his friend in the face and chest



Plus he has done nothing about:

Selling off national forests to private interests

Global warming

Monday, February 20, 2006

Chloe Bag


This is the new handbag my sister was carrying when we met to go shopping Saturday. "I love it," I told her. "You'll probably get it when I'm tired of it."
YAY!!!









Here are the details
Kerala Style.
• Brown leather with dark brown trim.
• Golden hardware and studs.
• Shoulder straps with rings.
• Horse and logo-engraved horseshoe charm with ID tag.
• Open top; extended tab with clip.
• Lined.
• 13 1/5"H x 14"W x 5 2/3"D.
• Made in Italy.

Sunday, February 19, 2006

You Guys Won't Believe This!

Seems that Nesta was so fond of being tossed in the microwave to thaw out, that now she paws at it like it's her long lost friend! By the way, in honor of the microwave, we've decided to change her name to "Amana."










postscript: No felines were harmed creating this post.

Saturday, February 18, 2006

Frozen cat remedy

Not too much to report today. It's colder than a witch's tit here. Woke up to one degree temperatures. Went to let in Nesta from the backporch and she was frozen stiff like an ironing board. I popped her in the microwave (low heat--what do you think . . . . I'm stupid?) for about three minutes and she came out as toasty warm as an English muffin. I'm thinking about sending this suggestion to PETA as a quick cat warm-up.
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BP is leaving today on a business trip so LP and I are going shopping with my Lexus sister and sister Connie and her three kids.
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Have a wonderful day.

Friday, February 17, 2006

Never Marry a Canadian

LP is actually doing better in school. I’m stunned because he’s been bringing home papers, and even more stunned that the papers have good marks on them. Last week we were talking about his health class and I asked him what they were doing in it.
LP: Mom, I can’t believe how stupid some of these people in my class are.
Me: How so?
LP: We’re talking about prejudices and the teacher gave us a sheet of paper and one question was “which of these people wouldn’t you marry?”
Me: Who was on the list?
LP: Blacks, Asians, Mexicans, Jews, Catholics, Communists, Canadians, people like that.
Me: Canadians? (laughs) Which one do you say you wouldn’t marry?
LP: I just put down “communist” but then I got to thinking that I’d go ahead and marry a communist and then maybe change her mind.
(haha)
Me: Well, why do you say some people were stupid?
LP: Most of them were saying things like “No way would I marry a Jew! They suck” “Asians are ugly.” “Catholics don’t worship Jesus, they worship statues.” I was getting madder than hell! I said ‘I am half Jewish and half Catholic. So you’re saying I suck and I worship statutes?”
Me: Good for you , Puddin. That kind of crap comes from ignorance. Most of the parents of the kids in your class have probably never been out of the State of Indiana and they haven’t met any Jews or Asians, or even Canadians. And unfortunately they pass along their ignorance to the kids. But if the kids go to college and get a little more experience with people, hopefully they’ll change their minds. But I’ll warn you against one thing.
LP: What?
Me: Never marry a Canadian, eh?
LP: Mom, you’re not even funny.
Me: So I’ve been told.