November 24, 2010......
Dear YogaGirl*,
Why do you torture me with articles about people attending a Thanksgiving dinner Freegan Style?
I get it. I get that we waste a lot and should recycle, but I will never prepare a meal or attend a meal that has been taken from a dumpster. I've heard of the Five Second Rule, (this is when you drop food on the floor, or, I've heard this rule extends to your personal trash and the food is viable) but the Five Second Rule is not for me.
I realize I put you in charge of bringing the pies and the French Canadian stuffing. However, I'm not frightened because I know you've been working obscene hours for your company. I hope the hours let up for you after Thanksgiving, but for now, I'm happy knowing you're too busy to dumpster dive and you're not bringing Freegan take-out.
See you Thursday with fresh food.
Love,
LMB
*Note: YogaGirl is one of my sisters.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
How Much Does Digit Dialing in a Restaurant Annoy Me?????
Tuesday, November 23, 2010....
A LOT!!!!!
Seriously, I don't get people who are at dinner with a friend or loved one and take or make a phone call. I understand emergency calls, but that's not what I'm talking about. It's the people that have this NEED to answer their phone and chat about nothing, or others who call a friend when their dinner partner has gone to the bathroom and they can't sit at a table alone for a whole 5 minutes.
Personally, if I accept an invitation with anyone, I'm in the moment of being with them and enjoying the conversation. I don't feel the need to multi-task and talk with as many people as I can in an evening. Call me crazy, but I find that behavior a bit rude.
I bring this up because I was picking up some take-out Chinese and noticed 2 ladies sitting at a table having dinner. One was on her cell phone laughing it up while her dinner companion was just sort of sitting there. I wonder if she was as annoyed as I was just to see this behavior.
I'm not the etiquette police, but I don't think I'm off the mark in stating digit dialing in a restaurant is just wrong.
A LOT!!!!!
Seriously, I don't get people who are at dinner with a friend or loved one and take or make a phone call. I understand emergency calls, but that's not what I'm talking about. It's the people that have this NEED to answer their phone and chat about nothing, or others who call a friend when their dinner partner has gone to the bathroom and they can't sit at a table alone for a whole 5 minutes.
Personally, if I accept an invitation with anyone, I'm in the moment of being with them and enjoying the conversation. I don't feel the need to multi-task and talk with as many people as I can in an evening. Call me crazy, but I find that behavior a bit rude.
I bring this up because I was picking up some take-out Chinese and noticed 2 ladies sitting at a table having dinner. One was on her cell phone laughing it up while her dinner companion was just sort of sitting there. I wonder if she was as annoyed as I was just to see this behavior.
I'm not the etiquette police, but I don't think I'm off the mark in stating digit dialing in a restaurant is just wrong.
Blimpie: More Than Just a Sandwich Shop.....
Monday, November 22, 2010.....
I have to confess, unless I'm set out on a mission to people watch, I'm pretty oblivious to my surroundings. For example, my ex-neighbors painted their home from blue/grey to pale yellow (or vice versa) and when a friend of mine (who I hadn't seen in awhile) picked me up one night for dinner, he asked when had my neighbors painted their house. Taken aback, I looked at the house and said they hadn't. He made me ask them the next time I saw them, and sure enough, they painted it 3 months earlier.
Anyway....when I unintentionally notice something you know it's been going on for quite some time.
This past weekend I went to Blimpie's for a sub and while I was waiting for them to wrap up the sandwich, I looked around and noticed the people eating in the shop. Single men around the age range from 55 to 65.
What really struck me as odd is that a couple of months earlier I remember I made the same mental observation.
They say single people should go to bars, grocery stores or join an online dating service (that's how I met hubby), but.... if in your late 50's or early 60's, maybe a stop at Blimpie's is the place to go to meet your true love.
I have to confess, unless I'm set out on a mission to people watch, I'm pretty oblivious to my surroundings. For example, my ex-neighbors painted their home from blue/grey to pale yellow (or vice versa) and when a friend of mine (who I hadn't seen in awhile) picked me up one night for dinner, he asked when had my neighbors painted their house. Taken aback, I looked at the house and said they hadn't. He made me ask them the next time I saw them, and sure enough, they painted it 3 months earlier.
Anyway....when I unintentionally notice something you know it's been going on for quite some time.
This past weekend I went to Blimpie's for a sub and while I was waiting for them to wrap up the sandwich, I looked around and noticed the people eating in the shop. Single men around the age range from 55 to 65.
What really struck me as odd is that a couple of months earlier I remember I made the same mental observation.
They say single people should go to bars, grocery stores or join an online dating service (that's how I met hubby), but.... if in your late 50's or early 60's, maybe a stop at Blimpie's is the place to go to meet your true love.
Monday, November 1, 2010
Who Says Lady Luck Doesn't Have a Sense of Humor......
Monday, November 1, 2010.....
This past weekend I purchased a Powerball ticket. The lottery was $82 or $87 million and I felt a little lucky.
I have a system when I check the numbers; first the Powerball number than the rest of the numbers.
- No luck with the PB number
- Rest of numbers read: 1, 7, 27, 36, 49
I had: 2, 8, 28, 37 and 49.
I kid you not. Yes. Welcome to my world.
On a positive note, the veggie garden has been cleared out and compost spread out over it.
This past weekend I purchased a Powerball ticket. The lottery was $82 or $87 million and I felt a little lucky.
I have a system when I check the numbers; first the Powerball number than the rest of the numbers.
- No luck with the PB number
- Rest of numbers read: 1, 7, 27, 36, 49
I had: 2, 8, 28, 37 and 49.
I kid you not. Yes. Welcome to my world.
On a positive note, the veggie garden has been cleared out and compost spread out over it.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
The Art of People Watching.....,
Thursday, October 21, 2010.....
Often, I find watching people when they know they're not being observed to be very fascinating. Wait. Let's just clarify something...I don't own a telescope or peep in the windows of my neighbors. That type of peeping is wrong.
I'm talking about observing people when they are being truthful because they've let their guard down. I've seen this a lot with mothers bending over strollers trying to calm down a screaming baby and noticing how the mother is talking slower and calmer to her child. It's her behavior that lets me know she's hoping her child is just cranky and nothing is really wrong.
Yesterday, I observed a couple when leaving my local Starbucks. They hadn't a clue I was watching them, and in fact, I wasn't when I entered to get my coffee. Yes, I did make note of them. Probably because they were sitting outside and were just getting up from the table as I was entering. However, I didn't really notice them until leaving.
See, they lingered getting to their cars. Linger in the sense that you knew these were more than 2 people grabbing coffee. They were "secretly" together.
Their body language, plus the way they made their way to their cars let me know, one, if not both, were married to another. It was much more than the obvious goodbye kiss that gave them away. The way they touched, leaned into one another, walked each other back and forth to their respective cars, were among the many signals this wasn't a normal relationship. I can't explain it, but I just knew.
I don't know if people realize how much their body language reveals about them. I wonder if they know it's what you don't say that tells the true story. I also wonder if they did; if they'd act the same way.
Often, I find watching people when they know they're not being observed to be very fascinating. Wait. Let's just clarify something...I don't own a telescope or peep in the windows of my neighbors. That type of peeping is wrong.
I'm talking about observing people when they are being truthful because they've let their guard down. I've seen this a lot with mothers bending over strollers trying to calm down a screaming baby and noticing how the mother is talking slower and calmer to her child. It's her behavior that lets me know she's hoping her child is just cranky and nothing is really wrong.
Yesterday, I observed a couple when leaving my local Starbucks. They hadn't a clue I was watching them, and in fact, I wasn't when I entered to get my coffee. Yes, I did make note of them. Probably because they were sitting outside and were just getting up from the table as I was entering. However, I didn't really notice them until leaving.
See, they lingered getting to their cars. Linger in the sense that you knew these were more than 2 people grabbing coffee. They were "secretly" together.
Their body language, plus the way they made their way to their cars let me know, one, if not both, were married to another. It was much more than the obvious goodbye kiss that gave them away. The way they touched, leaned into one another, walked each other back and forth to their respective cars, were among the many signals this wasn't a normal relationship. I can't explain it, but I just knew.
I don't know if people realize how much their body language reveals about them. I wonder if they know it's what you don't say that tells the true story. I also wonder if they did; if they'd act the same way.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Life On Hold....
Wednesday, October 20, 2010...
Before I start my post, let me just tell you, I heard back from the puzzle people and they will send me a whole new puzzle once I send them the UPC code. I have to do that, but am happy they were quick to respond to me.
Now....About my post title....It's like this...For the past two + years, I've kind of have been living my life in limbo waiting for a job offer. I never really realized how mentally exhausting this was until recently. The best way to explain how I've been feeling is to state it's similar to waiting in a doctor's office for your appointment and he/she has you waiting for 2 hours. Sure, you brought a book, but you're running through the back of your mind all the places and things you should be doing, but can't because you're sitting in your doctor's waiting room (fyi: I've spent many hours waiting for doctors and have actually left one after an 1 hour wait).
However, you get my point.
My husband asked me tonight if I gave up blogging, and I said: "No. I just feel as if I have nothing to say".
I guess I do have things to say, but they're all to me. I need to get out of the waiting room and live my life no matter what circumstances I'm in. (fyi: still applying for jobs and have been interviewing, but no word on recent interviews).
If anyone has any suggestions how to ignore the elephant in the room (for me, it's being unemployed), please share.
Before I start my post, let me just tell you, I heard back from the puzzle people and they will send me a whole new puzzle once I send them the UPC code. I have to do that, but am happy they were quick to respond to me.
Now....About my post title....It's like this...For the past two + years, I've kind of have been living my life in limbo waiting for a job offer. I never really realized how mentally exhausting this was until recently. The best way to explain how I've been feeling is to state it's similar to waiting in a doctor's office for your appointment and he/she has you waiting for 2 hours. Sure, you brought a book, but you're running through the back of your mind all the places and things you should be doing, but can't because you're sitting in your doctor's waiting room (fyi: I've spent many hours waiting for doctors and have actually left one after an 1 hour wait).
However, you get my point.
My husband asked me tonight if I gave up blogging, and I said: "No. I just feel as if I have nothing to say".
I guess I do have things to say, but they're all to me. I need to get out of the waiting room and live my life no matter what circumstances I'm in. (fyi: still applying for jobs and have been interviewing, but no word on recent interviews).
If anyone has any suggestions how to ignore the elephant in the room (for me, it's being unemployed), please share.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Jigsaw Puzzles
Tuesday, September 28, 2010....
Last Wednesday I turned 45. I didn't really celebrate like I normally would, but I decided to create a list of 45 things I wanted to do in my 45th year of life.
Last year, I did 44 new things and I think I tried/did 44 new things, but never wrote them down as I did them. This year, I took a different approach. I made a list of 45 things I wanted to accomplish. This list isn't a resolution list, but things I want to accomplish to lead a fuller life. Sounds easy to come up with 45 things, but it's not when you have no cash to do some things you really want to do (i.e., travel to Italy for 3 weeks or take fabulous cooking classes). Each item on the list has no $$ value on it.
Well, I've had this 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle I got years ago and figured why not finally do it. I started it last Thursday evening, and without hubby's assistance, started working on it in the evenings (note: hubby didn't want to help until last evening when there were fewer than 100 pieces left - I let him help until 40 pieces were left). Last night, I went to bed with having fewer than 40 pieces to put in. I start this a.m. and was cranking away at it until the last piece. Oddly enough, the company gave me a duplicate piece and neglected to put the piece I needed in the box.
Ummmm.... this is both frustrating and very funny at the same time. I actually wrote the company telling them of my dilemma. I'm not sure they'll care (they probably won't), but I just had to. I'll let you know if they write back (again, I doubt they will).
Last Wednesday I turned 45. I didn't really celebrate like I normally would, but I decided to create a list of 45 things I wanted to do in my 45th year of life.
Last year, I did 44 new things and I think I tried/did 44 new things, but never wrote them down as I did them. This year, I took a different approach. I made a list of 45 things I wanted to accomplish. This list isn't a resolution list, but things I want to accomplish to lead a fuller life. Sounds easy to come up with 45 things, but it's not when you have no cash to do some things you really want to do (i.e., travel to Italy for 3 weeks or take fabulous cooking classes). Each item on the list has no $$ value on it.
Well, I've had this 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle I got years ago and figured why not finally do it. I started it last Thursday evening, and without hubby's assistance, started working on it in the evenings (note: hubby didn't want to help until last evening when there were fewer than 100 pieces left - I let him help until 40 pieces were left). Last night, I went to bed with having fewer than 40 pieces to put in. I start this a.m. and was cranking away at it until the last piece. Oddly enough, the company gave me a duplicate piece and neglected to put the piece I needed in the box.
Ummmm.... this is both frustrating and very funny at the same time. I actually wrote the company telling them of my dilemma. I'm not sure they'll care (they probably won't), but I just had to. I'll let you know if they write back (again, I doubt they will).
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