Welcome to college. Son1 has the flu. 🙁 They are requesting many kids return home to stop the spread. The first week of class. Ugh!I had just finished talking with him on the phone and was listening to how horrible he sounded and how miserable he is feeling today. So hard to hear. Anyway, being at work I turned my attention to retrieving the the phone messages from our service.One read: Trying to get a hold of your wife. Your… [Read More]
My Joe Wilson Moment
The incident with Joe Wilson brought to mind my own moment of disclosure from years of calculated deceit. It involved a loaf of bread. When my boys were very young and I hadn’t gotten to the store to buy another loaf which was running low for the PB & J sandwiches and knowing no one liked to eat the heals of the bread I concocted a story. I told them it was the baker’s piece and it was so special… [Read More]
Tote Bags, Pink Martinis and Procrastination.
I am preoccupied with escapism today ~anything to keep my thoughts off of son2 leaving home next weekend and the last of the list to pull together that I have been putting off. Procrastination. I do know one thing~I am finishing my day with one of these: Remember, if it’s pink and has a parasol in itit has got to be good! Pomegranate Martini 7 parts Citron Grey Goose Vodka3 parts Lemoncelloheavy splash of Pomegranate Juice Shake, shake, shake with… [Read More]
Uh-oh. Fire.
I woke up this morning to the smell of fire. This is an autumnal ritual in SoCal. It is not the quaint thought of burning leaves or a bonfire which are punishable acts by death in the southland and let’s face it, no one picks up their own leaves around these parts or even owns a rake. The smell of smoke in the fall always means something bad. Always. No doubt you have seen on the news this past week… [Read More]
The First Day of Autumn
Today begins the official first day of Autumn in SoCal. At least for me anyway. September marks the beginning of the hottest month of the year for us. For the past week we’ve had to run the AC at night.Scorcher. Eventhough I have been out of school for many years, butterflies return to my tummy like the swallows return to Mission San Juan Capistrano a few miles south from us. As a mom I transferred all my educational anxieties of… [Read More]
When The Universe Steps In …
Sometimes things just seem to go so right ~One night I was walking in the parking lot of a shopping center where I apparently dropped my keys without knowing it. I was steps away from going inside the store when I heard a car alarm and for some reason I turned around towards the sound. I saw the lights on my car flashing. That’s odd. I looked in my bag for the keys and then I realized I did not… [Read More]
Civil Unrest For A Sunday Morning
This morning at 5:45 AM my husband, my family and I became ‘involved’, as they say. It was frightening and every moment as this event was unfolding I was having thoughts that I could be witnessing my husband in a potentially harmful situation.Before dawn, Son2 awoke to the unusual sound of a car dropping off 2 teenage-looking boys and heard their conversations about seeing an iPod as they approached our cars parked in our drive-way. For the past few summers… [Read More]
How Stella Is Losing Her Groove Tonight.
So what is the next project? I feel such a let down today.Son2 gets his wisdom teeth out this Friday so I need to rally and start to get my thoughts organized to take care of him. College boy comes home Saturday for his break between work and school. I must put fresh sheets on his bed and lay out fresh towels and make his favorite foods. Before he even steps foot in the door I start to think of… [Read More]
The Invasion Of The Body Shapers
I did it. I bought one of these. Industrial strength spandex. After trying on 4 of them. In a small, small dressing room. Without air conditioning. I was pulling (yanking) it up around my hips when my hand slipped and smacked me in the face as if I really needed the added encouragement. Only further proof it is down hill from here. “Sexy Back” – Justin Timberlake
“Is This An Ice Cream Question?”
Years ago Mr. P. M. was reading an article about women and how we are not as straight forward in asking for what we want as men are. In the article it used this example: While driving with her husband, the wife wanted to stop at the road side ice cream stand but instead of telling her husband to stop there for her she said to him, “If you want to stop for an ice cream that would be okay.”… [Read More]