I’ve mentioned before how much I hate shopping, and up until recently I managed to put off shopping for jeans. Ten, yes 10, glorious years of never having to shop for jeans! But earlier in the week, when I did the laundry, I discovered that I had to retire my absolute last pair of my beloved blue jeans. This is not a mere glitch in my life. This is a code blue, red alert, elephant-sized poop crisis in my world….
I had so much fun taking fauxtos for memes with my Cantoff PS6 digital crapera that I searched the net for more photo memes. And guess what I found? I found three that are typically grouped together on participants’ blogs—Theme Thursday, Photo Friday, and Saturday Snapshots. I’m a little late in the game, and I’m not that great a fauxtographer (I need some tips and tricks, people!), but I finally decided to post my take on last week’s assignments: Rather…
I used to have terrible skin. Terrible enough to kill my teenage self-esteem. Terrible enough to warrant trips to the dermatologist. I tried all of the basic treatments, everything they offered over the counter and maybe half the things made available to doctors. I watched my diet and washed my face regularly. I used hypoallergenic products, and I was moderate with the make-up and the cover-up creams. Nothing worked. I got everything from blackheads to whiteheads, from big red painful…
The topic came up when we drove past a beautifully landscaped cemetery. “How would you like to spend eternity there?” H.E. asked. I shrugged and made a face. “So long as during the part of eternity I’m spending there, I’m dead.” H.E. laughed. “Are you trying to do a Woody Allen?” “Woody Allen? What did he say?” “I don’t know. Something like, ‘I’m not afraid to die. I just don’t want to be there when it happens.’” “Hell, yeah. I…
I’ve got a favor to ask of you. It’s that time of year—sweeps week, season finales on prime time TV, dramatic plots and cliffhangers. Shows that you like might never come back, and shows that you hate might pop up again. And after the season is over, all that’s left are reruns. H.E. and I have been discussing some of his favorite shows—which of them are coming back and which of them aren’t, which of them have jumped the shark…