April 8, 2009

Up ungodly early this morning and I’m trying not to go back to bed.  I should be straightening up for furniture arrival this weekend but it’s hard to be motivated.  If I’m not going to straighten I should go back to sleep but then I’ll have that icky feeling you get when you do that.  Decisions decisions.  Also, black counter tops I hate you.  We have acres of them in our place.  I cleaned them off on Monday and already have a nice, visible layer of dust.  Uuuurgh.  Dust rag here I come.



November 17, 2008

I was flipping through one of my old, fashion magazines this weekend, one left over from a work trip (I only buy them for air travel – a sad, sad fact), and marveling at the number of expensive fashion “houses” in existence. I am by no means a fashionista (if there was any doubt look at the blurb in parentheses above) but there are so many labels that make $400 pants and $800 shirts. It amazes me the sheer number of purveyors of $400 shoes and $1000 purses. How are these companies sustained? Obviously I am outside of my tax bracket when I read Marie Claire, much less Vogue, but I had no idea there were enough people out there buying these luxuries. Don’t get me wrong I understand why someone may spend, what I consider, a small fortune on clothes: fit, quality, classic styling, textile choice, I get it. What surprises me is how many of them there are.

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March 5, 2008

I’m just going to make a general rule right here and now:  At no time is it acceptable to wear sequins to work. 

I can think of very few exceptions to this rule.  Maybe I’m stuffy but sequins – really?  That cute blond girl wearing the pink skirt circled in sequins as she showed med students around campus I hang my head for you.  The hair looked great, the turtleneck was nice and the knee high boots were fab but why?  oh why did you have to wear the pink circle skirt trimmed in sequins?  Why?

I am no fashion diva by any means and I’ve been to work looking haggard and challenged before but never sequins.

I’m probably just being snarky because I’m tired.  Maybe if I wore sequins to work I’d be happier, reveling in my shiny-ness.  Hmmm…now I understand.  Sequins = happy work time.  Okay, I want to ammend the sequin rule – sequins are not allowed when worn in conjection with or as a part of spandex.  Now THAT I can’t condone. 


January 23, 2008

I have an inability to recognize when I am overly stressed.  I have always had this inability.  I will break down and wonder why.  Only then will I take stock of what is going on and realize why I lost it.  I will snap, be irritable, be moody and not recognize the genesis.  Well, kids, we’re here.  I am to a limit.  I have been at my limit off and on for the past few months and it’s no fun, the crying the snappishness, the acne.  I’m ready for it to be done these stressors in my life.  I know they will be replaced by others and in the grand scheme of things many, many people go through much worse and handle it much better.

Things have gotten better but it’s still somewhat of an easy push to reach the limit.  And the end, it is in sight, at least for this round.  I am very fortunate to have the love and support of so many people.  They are always there for me when I reach my limit.  They are always there to point out the load I have when I am unable to allow myself to think it’s really that much.  Maybe I can’t handle a lot but it is mine and I react how I do.  I can take what I am able.

Things will lighten up.  Tomorrow, after some sleep and a cup of coffee I will feel better.  I will.

Daryl Hannah

January 18, 2008

(This damn thing won’t let me format so sorry for the uber long, choppy paragraph that was supposed to be three with a list in-between.) Let’s talk about Ms. Hannah shall we?  I don’t know why and this is completely unfair of me but I am constantly surprised by the body of work she has accomplished.  Maybe I can’t get passed the whole model/actress thing and lord knows she’s been in the business for a long time but when I sit down to reflect upon the movies she’s been in I’m astounded.  Yes, this is how I spend my time, contemplating the combined oeuvre of Daryl Hannah.  It’s much more amusing and less brain hurty than thinking about say, Andie MacDowell.  Seriously – how much better would Four Weddings and a Funeral be without her. Oh and now that I’m started – Ione Skye in Say Anything – “Brain in the body of a gameshow hostess.”  I think not.  Were they looking at the same boyish, square jawed girl I was?                                                                                                                                                                                                            I digress, back to Daryl.  So let’s think about the movies she’s been in:                                                    Splash – lighthearted and fun.  Loved it when I was 10                                                                                Roxanne – I love Steve Martin and I loved this movie                                                                                      Steel Magnolias – You know you watched it and cried.  Don’t lie.                                                                    Kill Bill vol.1 and 2 – Awesome!  Awesome!                                                                                                        And the one that blows my mind because to me it is a seminal movie                                             Bladerunner                                                                                                                                                                 So, the thing that makes my brain hurt is that I have to change the way I think about Daryl Hannah and believe me I’ve been trying for years and I can’t turn it around.  I know it’s wrong and unfair but today, watching Legal Eagles, I had a chance to refelct upon it again.  I am wrong.  Ms. Hannah is a fine actress and I should not be surprised at her body of work in decent, sometimes great movies.  However Legal Eagles was not one of them (shame on you Robert Redford. We won’t even bring up Sneakers.)Photobucket


October 2, 2007

Today I look like a scoop of Neapolitan ice cream with a blue bag and ballet flats.  Another day at work, glazing over my square eyes looking at spreadsheets.  Ahhh research.  I’ve actually been doing a lot of article pulling on lead recently and have found out many interesting and valuable things about this heavy metal which I will now pass along to you.

I have said this before and I will say it again – do not take herbal supplements from questionable sources.  There are a ton of articles out there (and when I say articles I mean in such places as The Journal of the American Medical Association and Archives of Environmental Health) about folks getting lead poisoning from Asian and Indian “herbal remedies”.  Evidently they are herbal concoctions put together by untrained and unscrupulous folks wanting to gain your trust by adding an Asian title as flair to their mixtures.  Just say no.  I don’t know how fun chelation is but let’s not find out shall we? (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chelation#Uses 

Another warning I have for you – please don’t huff gasoline or certain types of paint.  If you’re not worried about the brain damage that may cause then worry about the lead poisoning you may get.  Oh and that moonshine habit you have?  Well even though your granddaddy made it in the bathtub out back you still may get lead poisoning from it.  That one shocked the hell out of me.  What year is it?  Why is moonshine still being made and drank so regularly that there are more than a dozen articles about people getting lead poisoning from moonshine?  Isn’t prohibition over?  Isn’t mad dog still like $2 a bottle?  Some people so want to be Martha Stewart and make EVERYTHING.  Let it go people, let it go. 

Last but not least you may want to have your blood levels checked if you are ever shot.  Even though it’s a funny quip in the movies to say someone shot to death died of “lead poisoning” har har har – it actually happens.  Bullet made of metal, enters body, blood uptakes metal and there you go – lead poisoning.  “Rupert – I can’t believe you shot me.  You better not have given me lead poisoning!” 

There is my helpful guide on avoiding lead poisoning.  I’m going out to the shed now to throw out all my leftover hooch.  You can never be too careful.


September 17, 2007

There is something that I have known about my physical presence for a long time but never really had any consistent witnesses to this particular phenomenon until our current vacation.  When I am in a line, no matter where or the spacing of the other individuals around me, inevitably I will become the “cut-through” point.  Every flippin’ time.  There could be a 10 foot wide gap between two people in line ahead of me and I will still get a long procession of people cutting through the line directly in front of me.  “Excuse me.”  “Pardon me.”  “Do you mind…”  Dear Lord.  It really is uncanny.  I have drawn two diagrams to illustrate just exactly what I am talking about.  One shows what happens in a general line for a museum, the grocery store, anywhere.  The second clearly demonstrates a phenomenon that still boggles my mind.  Wherever I am standing at a baggage claim, all of a sudden that becomes the best place in the world to stand.  Now don’t get me wrong I don’t think I’m strangely attractive in that people are clamoring to be around me.  No, I am not that charismatic.  I have decided it’s because I’m short and they don’t see me so they think there’s this huge hole in the line which the can get through.  After lots of therapy I have decided to purchase a bright orange crossing guard smock and valium for my next foray into line standing.

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