I'm taking today off because 1. I need to eat up some days off before the first of the year, and 2. I have to go to small claims court today to get a judgment against a former tenant.

It's beautiful out today so hopefully I can do some garden clean up today or tomorrow.

I posted something about reading Rag's blog and what a run-of-the-mill bitch she was to her boyfriend, but decided to delete it.

Spidey!

Thanks Spidey for the wonderful Halloween card I got in the mail today. After a long ass day of boring meetings your card was a delight!

Orange Zinnia, Pink Zinnia with not so much mildew

Open Letter to My Puddin

Dear Puddin,



It is now 50 days past the agreed upon deadline to get rid of this disgusting rusted out van that is sitting near our garage. Two tires are flat. A family of spiders has taken up residence in the rusty body of the van. Please evict them. NOW! Thank you.

Love,

Your loving wife

Saturday

I didn’t leave at noon yesterday—I left at 3, so the day went better than anticipated. A few of us went out to lunch, and that was fun.

It’s Saturday and I don’t know why but I woke up at 6:30 and since I couldn’t go back to sleep I figured that I might as well get up. I started a load of laundry and I’m thinking about going out for coffee.

Our cat has been scratching more than normal the last month or two. It’s not fleas. I asked a cat lover at work about it and she said her old cat did that and the vet advised her to change the cat’s food—something other than poultry. So I looked for non-poultry cat food at the store last night. Do you know how hard that was??? Read the ingredients on a cat food label some time. Gross. I finally settled on a salmon dry food which listed chicken waaaaay down on the ingredient list so we’ll try that. I figured this morning when I put out her food she’d notice that difference. If she did she didn’t say anything (ha) and ate with gusto. I hope this helps—my cat friend said that the vet would gladly run tests to see exactly what food her cat had an allergy to, but that could be very expensive.

I contributed to Hillary’s campaign yesterday. I was talking to my brother last week. First, let me explain something. I came from a very political and strictly Democratic family—and that was extremely hard in staid, Republican Indiana. It was true 30 years ago and unfortunately it’s true today. My mother and father and paternal grandparents were active in local politics and instilled in all of us a sense of community service and political activity.

So a few years ago I was shocked when my brother came out as voting for Bush of all fucking people! MY brother! We’ve had some very animated conversations let me tell you.

Anyway last week Matt mentioned that he was voting for Hillary! “WHAT?” I said as I hugged him. “You’ve come home! The Prodigal Brother returns!” After he stopped laughing he said that he’s turned into a One-Issue Voter. “Any politician who is pro-stem cell research gets my vote from this day forward.” He’s a diabetic and very active with the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation. Well, he picked the right party to support. Those SOBs in the Conservative wing of the Republican Party are convinced that stem cell research is on a par with abortion. Idiots. So my brother will vote for Hillary. YAY!

1, 2 ,3

1. It stormed like Hell here last night. Tornado watches and warnings. Pissed me off because they'd cut into 30 Rock and The Office to show the Doppler radar and the storn cells and how they were moving across Indiana. Do they cut into the commercials? Noooooooo, right into the good parts of the shows. At one point, I took my white socks off, balled them up and threw them against the TV screen. That'll show 'em. Then Nesta batted the socks around and they went under the couch and there they sit. If I remember, I'll fish them out when I clean tomorrow. If I forget, please remind me.

2. I had a shit ass horrible motherfuckin' badass day at work yesterday. I told my Asst. that I was going to quit. She said, "Well, I'm not working here if you aren't. I'll get a damned greeter job at WalMart!" I said, "Okay. I'll start calling you 'Clanky'!" She looked perplexed, and I laughed. Anyway I hope today is better because if it's not, I'm leaving at noon.

3. There is no number three.

Wednesday

I'm taking a personal day off from work today. I have a lot of time I need to use up before the end of the year.
I might go to Panera Bread for a cheese bagel and coffee.

Vegas in November

We're going to Vegas for a few days in November. BP wanted to go the cheap route and stay at the Orleans for $35/night. I wanted to stay at the new mega resort Wynn. Wynn link So I held my breath until he met my demands. It's a little game I play to get my way.

---O---O---

I want to see either the Love Cirque show about the Beatles' music at the Mirage, or Spamalot which is at the Wynn. BP wants to go paragliding so he'll do that one afternoon, I'm sure.

We booked via Travelocity which was cheaper than Expedia and the airline's own website. I'm excited--I need a getaway. Just BP and me. It'll be nice.

Diarrhea and Open Houses

I didn't do a thing yesterday but hang around the house thinking that this needed to be done and that needed to be done and wishing that my gnomes would spring to life and do the housework.

I woke up today with diarrhea. I know I probably didn't spell that right---but it's diarrrehea, who cares? So I've been on and off the toilet since 6:30, in case you wanted to know.

I did go to the grocery store yesterday so I think I might blow off my other chores and go to some open houses today. I found four showing between 1 and 4 today.

Are we thinking about moving, you ask. I am but BP is not. I want a bigger house with three bedrooms and at least two bathrooms and a bigger yard. I know it's impractical, but either we move or we renovate this place. I want a kitchen like Schell's.

That's all. I'll keep you updated on the diarehea.

Friday

It's Friday.
My assistant has jury duty today. She's bummed about it. I got called a few years ago but never actually got to serve on a jury--the defendent pled guilty a few minutes before the trial started. I still received my pay--fifteen dollars or something astronomical like that.

I hope the weather is dry this weekend--I've got 50 daffodil bulbs I want to plant.

Clean car

Yesterday I took my car in to get washed and detailed. I used a company on the recommendation of a friend's father.
Oh my gosh! This place did such a fantastic job! The car so clean! The wheels are shiny. The hubcaps are shiny.
My trunk had traces of potting soil and other crappola in it---now gone! Sticky stuff from Cokes in the cup holders---now gone! Believe it or not, they even cleaned the inside of BP's Butt Bucket ashtray cup! After I saw the car's interior went back inside the place and told the guy who worked on it "You did such a great job!" He said, "Thanks. The only thing that was really rough was the driver's side floormats. "
"Yeah, well they really hadn't been cleaned for three years." He gave me a "tsk tsk" look.
Even Sara Sidle and Gil Grissom couldn't find a stray hair, blood droplet or fingerprint in the entire thing.
Only problem is now I don't want even BP or LP to ride in it. One hundred dollars well spent.

Bloomin Show Off

Here are some garden pictures I just took: apricot cannas (third bloom), Cosmos (blooms all summer and fall), Iceberg Roses (I moved them last year and they love this spot!) Irises (second bloom--I need to dig them up and divide them after this bloom)

The bunny was in my yard eating my parsley, when I took some pictures he took off across the street. Little does he know that I don't care if he eats my parsley. I planted it for the neighborhood bunnies and butterflies.

Saturday

1. It's supposed to reach 88 degrees today. In October. I like sweatshirt weather--not just sweat weather.

2. My irises and lavender plants are reblooming! My roses look fab. How am I supposed to go shopping for pumpkins when the weather is hotter than Hell?

3. I like this new show on HGTV. Fun Shui. This feng shui expert decorator helps a couple out in a room they don't like. Last week is was an unrelaxing bedroom. Last night it was a dowdy kitchen. She says you're not supposed to have too many books in your bedroom--a lot of books create too much fire energy and it's not relaxing. Uncluttered . . soothing colors . . . photograps or decorative items placed in twos are calming for a bedroom. In the kitchen last night, she painted the ceiling red! Red? you say? Yes, red. I thought it would be god-awful, but with the other colors and some new appliances it looked fantastic. And did you know that the stove was one of the most important pieces of "furniture" in your home? It's where the family is fed and nourished. My stove is older than dirt and looks it. I want this stove
But before I get that stove, my whole kitchen needs to be gutted and redone. BP has told me that I am forbidden from watching HGTV ever ever ever again.

4. Today I'm doing my regular Saturday chores: laundry including bedsheets (I love sleeping on fresh bedsheets) grocery store and damn it, I'm going to sit my butt on the porch and read too!

Office Recap

1. Love that Jim and Pam came out about their relationship. Was that the first mean thing Toby's ever done--the memo thing?
2. Creed's being 29 was funny--the dye job hair was great.
3. We saw Phyllis' claws come out when she pretty much threatened Pam about giving new clients on a random basis.
4. Dwight trying to make peace with Angela by giving her a feral cat.
5. Ryan the Temp has turned into an asshole.
6. Kelly Kapoor---- ::::rolls eyes::::
7. The gift baskets were a stroke of genius! Too bad none of the clients were women--we suckers for gift baskets---full of money!
8. Ryan hitting on Pam was just creepy.
9.Dwight & Michael driving into the lake because "the machine told me to" was hysterical!
10. I want me some more Andy, 'cuse me "Drew", Bernard. I love when he sings a cappella.

Rock Hall of Fame

I don't know if rock needs a hall of fame--aren't rockers supposed to be anti-establishment, and besides music is a very personal thing either it speaks to you or it doesn't--but here are the most recent Rock Hall of Fame nominees:

Dave Clark Five (don't like them)
Ventures (who?)
Leonard Cohen (masterful)
Afrika Bambaata (evidently this is a person and not a group)
Beastie Boys (fall into the Dave Clark Five "don't like them" catagory)
Donna Summer (Yessssss! Love to love you, Baby!)
Chic (who?)
John Mellencamp (a genius, a nice guy, a Hoosier--need I say more?)
Madonna (the original Boy Toy)

Read a Banned Book this week!

Oh shit. I'm getting forgetful in my old age. We're smack dab in the middle of National Banned Books Week and I didn't give it a Shout Out.

Banned Books

This is the time to remember how stupid it it to ban or challenge books at the library or even in your own home. The Freedom to Read should be coveted by all.

BBW was started by the American Library Association and now encompasses other pro-reading organizations, including EmmaWrites, Inc and Emmerica (all rights reserved).

Next time you hear a Stupid Person say that they don't think Little Johnny or Little Brittney Cristina (or you or me for that matter) should not read a book because it contains any or all of the following: witchcraft, anti-religious characters, menstruation talk, masturbation chat, homosexual references, etc. --just do society a favor and bite them on the leg. While they're sitting in the ER getting rabies shots their children can be reading!

Squirrel Chat

I was getting in my car, going back to work after lunch. I look up and see a squirrel snatch an ear of corn from my neighbor's gourd, pumpkin, corn Halloween yard display and carry the whole freaking ear in his mouth across the street. Big pig.

The Cyborg & Me

When I was waiting in the doctor’s examination room the other day I heard a commotion outside. When all was quiet again I thought about that scene in The Terminator where Arnold plows through the police station in search of Sarah Connor and goes room by room looking for her.
In this little exam room there were two big thick windows. I lifted up the blinds and there weren’t locks. The windows weren’t even functional so the only way I could get outside would be to smash them and jump out. I looked around to see if there was something metal to use to break the window, but there was only the Blood Pressure cuff attached to the wall, a pc monitor, a box of Kleenex, a chair, and some other assorted doctor-type things. Would a pc monitor break a heavy window? My best plan would be to use the chair and ram one of its legs through the window and use the exam table paper sheets to knock out the remaining glass and then I’d be out. My exam room was at the end of the corridor but I wonder if I would have enough time to:
1. Hear a life threatening commotion inside the medical office itself
2. Acknowledge to myself that the indestructible Cyborg was in the medical office, wreaking havoc and looking in each of the exam rooms, and working down the hall towards my room.
3. Then hop off of the exam table.
4. Pick up the chair and ram it into the window several times, enough to smash it.
5. Use that same chair to climb on and hoist myself outside to freedom.

Maybe my best move would be to hope that Sarah Connor was in the exam room two doors down so that when the Cyborg located her, he’d either kill her on the spot, or carry her off to finish the job.

Saturday

1. No, Kath, you may not speak about CSI here, because if I recall, you like that awful CSI Miami and New York better than my Gil Grissom, so just hesh up.

2. Spidey and Tree, I loved The Office episode--I liked Andy Bernard's sensitive nipples, and that Michael barely finished the Fun Run. The opening sequence showing Michael's condo and Jan sprawled out on the bed was hilarious, "Jan made me breakfast--well, she bought the milk. It's soy." HAHA!

3. I guess I do have plans after all . My sister called last night and she and Mom want to meet LP and me for lunch and shopping.

4. The weather is absolutely gorgeous here.

Stuff

1. Spidey, I taped The Office and will watch it today. I had to see if CSI's Sara Sidle survived Natalie Davis, The Miniature Killer's, attempt to murder her by throwing her under a red car and leaving her bruised, battered and half lucid in the Las Vegas desert. With the likes of the sexy Gil Grissom, Catherine Willows, Warrick Brown, Nick Stokes, Greg Sanders, Lt. Jim Brass and the goofy lab guy Hodges all looking for her, there was little doubt in my mind that she'd survive. I did cheat and switch over to The Office on commercials and gathered that the EVIL DWIGHT SHRUTE caused harm to Angela's cat Sprinkles, and The Temp Ryan seems a little too big forhis britches now that he's the new Jan Levinson-Gould (no Gould now.)

2. Schell, liar! There are Capricorns of importance! Jesus was a Capricorn. Not to mention Richard Milhous Nixon and the loveable Sassytmbr from the Book Shelf! So you can just take back that little statement.

3. It's Friday.

4. I went to the doc's office yesterday. He wanted to see me before he gave me another blood pressure prescription. I told him about a two-month-long cough I had. He immediately said that it was a side effect of the brand of BP medicine, so he switched me to another kind--which made sense because that's how long I've been on the BP stuff. He said that the cough should clear up within a week. Praise the Lord and pass the gravy!

5. I have no plans for the upcoming weekend other than to help LP fill out work applications, and to clean my living room. I'll probably rearrange the furniture too.


Have a pleasant day.