I have cabin fever. But I don’t have any particular place I want to go.
I’m excited about my new Rebel. So excited.
I’m equally excited about all the rain that is supposedly headed our way. I apologize if our rain turns into your snow, since snow is not so fun in my book.
Every weekend I say that I want a lazy Sunday at home. Every Sunday I say I want to get out of the house. So typical of me.
Have you seen “The Strangers” with Liv Tyler? It’s kind of weird, and a little bit why I don’t open the door to strangers, not that I’m paranoid or anything, because I’m not.
Is football on at your house today like it is at mine?
What’s up with sequined jean back pockets?
Car: Eggplant-coloredCadillac CTS. Plate: B4 IDIE. Before you die what?
This is my blogging view. What’s yours?
And you see that two-story house across the street? It reminds me of a cuckoo clock. Of course we live in the same model, but the exterior is different so we don’t sport the cuckoo look.
I saw a couple carry their 1-year-old baby to their truck. The guy was holding the carseat and the woman was holding the baby. I figured that they were divvying up the awkward weight between the 2 of them. They were not. The guy threw the carseat in the truck bed and the woman put the baby on the bench seat between the two of them. I know carseats weren’t always the norm, or the law, but who does that this day in age?
There’s nothing as funny as another person’s economies. My great-grandmother used to say that. It’s so true.
And that’s a view of me blogging. In peace.
I’ll be so happy when the cough-runny nose issues leave my house.
I was listening to the radio this week and the reporter in Haiti was overcome with emotion at the sight of an injured little girl covered in bandages and little else. A commenter later wrote in that they were appalled that the reporter let his emotions show. Sure, reporters are supposed to keep the “I” out of journalism, but reporters are humans, not robots. I was appalled at the comment.
I want a record player. I love the scratchy depth sound of albums.
Well, (a deep thought for such a shallow mind in the humorous words of Grandma E.K.) I suppose those are all of my thoughts for this Sunday. Have a lovely week!