Friday, August 8, 2014

Fun Fashion Friday

I don't have time for a real post today but I do have time to entertain you with some delightful, cutting-edge fashion images that I borrowed from the internet:

Do you think she sees us?  (fashionevents1010.blogspot)

Did she just give birth to a dragon?  (fashionevents1010.blogspot)

Because 33 heads are better than one...(
Is this menswear of foxwear? 

I think he goes with the head lady.  Unless there's someone walking around with a bra made of hats.
In other news, I'll be blogging from a remote location for a few days.  If I miss a day or two, rest assured it's not because I'm not thinking of you.  It's because I've got a frozen beverage in my hand and five under my belt. #margaritaville

Namaste, Bitches (this is still making me laugh)

Chicken out

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Chicken Scratch

Well, since my good idea didn't mosey on back from where ever it's gotten off to, I'm going to play off Jenny O's idea.

Jenny said that even if she did write her ideas down, it's unlikely that she'd be able to interpret them later.

Friends....this has also happened to me.

I'll share below some excerpts from two notebooks I keep-one in my house and one in my bag-and maybe you can tell me where the hell I was going with them.  And if an idea strikes a creative  chord in  you? By all means, go forth and produce.

1,  Tornado on the surface of the sun

2,  I don't think Stephen King would like me

3.  How the AARP is like the mafia

4.  Alien commercials

5.  Comma specialist

6.  Help me to help you

7.  I live with three males.  As long as I keep ketchup  in the house it's a drama-free zone

8.  Bat Cat Rat Hairless Cat

9.  Hey you, get offa my Chi

10.  Namaste, Bitches

11.  I'm not a robot.  I just have bad eyesight.

12.  My bounce rate in Texas is not good

13.  Basically, I'm my target audience

14.  Pillow marketing

15.  Bed of nails?  What's that like.

16.  Bruce Springsteen might be Jesus

Any of this inspiring you?  Nope?  No idea what I'm talking about?  Me either!

I  think I might be onto something with Bruce Springsteen, though.

Ok, Namaste Bitches

Chicken out

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Will I ever learn...

I had a good subject for today's post.  It was right there, last night, shimmering and pulsing in the forefront of my mind.

"I should write this down", my  more practical left brain stated.

"You should pour another glass of wine and chill",  my right brain replied.  "It's just getting to the good part.  Ramona is going to tell Andy to zip it and Luann is going to spill the beans on Ramona's marriage.  You'll miss the fireworks!"

"But we'll forget if we don't write it down.  History has proven this."  Left brain is nothing if not persistent

"Soooo, you don't like wine and classy entertainment, is that it?"  Right brain is nothing if not sarcastic.

Guess who won.

Don't you worry your sweet little head about it, though.  I know that idea will come back from wherever good ideas wander off to when the aren't written down.  Hopefully, it will  come back at a more convenient time when I'm standing by with a pen and piece of paper.

Do you have to write down your good ideas before you forget them?  If you don't write them down,  will  you forget them?

Chicken out

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

It's the Little Things...

This morning I was flipping through an old Ladies Home Journal that I heisted from somewhere because yes, as a matter of fact, I do want to know how Miranda Lambert got that smoking hot new body.   I flipped to a page celebrating married couples and the sweet traditions they develop over the years to help each other and show their love.

One couple, married for 50 years, stated that she's bad at directions so he always drives her to a new place the day before her appointment so that she can find it, and she is good at grammar and spelling so she always checks his emails and FB posts.  Another couple reported that she makes little baggies of homemade muesli every Sunday for him to take to work and he...well...I forget what he does  But anyway, you get the point.

I started thinking about BigB and our sweet traditions, but then I was interrupted by BigB, who is on vacation this week and was upstairs lying in bed, calling out to littleb to come snuggle with him.  And this annoyed me and redirected my train of thought towards all the little ways we annoy each other.  He is on vacation, for God's's annoying enough that he has about 10 weeks of vacation a year....can't he just vacation quietly in the comfort of our bed without waking up the energizer bunny a half hour early?

No, he can't.  He can't because if BigB is awake, everyone needs to be awake, or he gets lonely.  He will try to engage a person in conversation and if that doesn't work, he'll resort to physical means such as hugging, tickling, anything for attention.

And Lord knows, I am not perfect.   BigB gets annoyed that I'm not friendlier in the morning.   I'm not a morning person.  I'm  not playful, I'm not chatty.....I get up earlier than everyone else for the sole purpose of being by myself.  If someone gets up early and joins me, well, it just bloody pisses me off.

BigB and I have a million little ways to annoy each other.  For instance, he eats his poached eggs whole.  That's one whole egg, yolk and all, just breaking in his mouth, coating his tongue, sliding down his throat.  I'm getting a little queasy thinking about it.  I, on the other hand, do not care about malware or internet security and this is not only irresponsible, but it drives BigB insane.  Have I set up the security feature on my phone?  I don't know.  Would I like to learn how?  Must I?  Deep sigh.

And don't get me started on the air conditioning/heating.  I do not care for air conditioning.  If I wanted to live in air conditioning, I would move to Arizona.  I want my windows and doors open to the fresh air.  I want to walk in from  outside  without experiencing  a 20  degree temperature  drop that sends me running for my snorkel parka.  BigB, on the other hand, would prefer to not walk into a bread oven every day between September  and  April.

Yup, we've got a million little ways to annoy each other without even trying.  But we've learned to compromise, and that's how we show our love for each other.   He gives a  little, I give a  I  make him little  yogurt sundaes every morning for breakfast.  He always grills my burger a little more on the well done  side.  Sometimes  I pretend to be friendly in the morning.  Sometimes he eats his eggs like a normal person.

It really is the little things.

Chicken Out

Monday, August 4, 2014

This might be my worst post ever...

Have you heard of the real estate listing  website, Zillow?  I'm going to assume you  have because  usually by the time I find something, everybody else has been using it for a year or ten.

Every once in  awhile, I go through a Zillow phase.  Lately, BigB and I have been discussing a possible move to a less urban, beachier part of our state and so I've been poring over the listings for the area we're interested in.

I've noticed that Zillow can be erratic. I've seen listings with no photos,  listings with upside down photos, and listings with really bad photos.  Why would you post a photo of a water stained ceiling?  Or five photos of one  bush?  This lack of standardization  has led me  to think there are no Zillow police.  And for some reason,  this  intrigues me....

I'm tempted, for instance, to list a particular neighbor's house.  Maybe I could get some new neighbors.  Neighbors that would invite me to use their pool and not keep me up all night with their loud parties.  Neighbors who would mow their lawn and paint their house a reasonable shade that compliments the houses around it.  

Assuming that goes well,  perhaps I'll  load some photos of the Capitol.  Would anyone notice?  Maybe I'll list it under foreclosed properties.  I wonder if the photos have to be original.  

A doll house might be a fun listing.  

This adorable move-in ready home has three bedrooms and two baths,  but no back  wall and watch out for the giant hands....

And now I have to go to work.  Ah Monday, how I've missed you.  Not.  I'd like to post Monday on Zillow.  

Have a good day.  Be careful out there.  Remember, what seems like a good idea today  get's posted on Zillow tomorrow.  No?  It doesn't?  Okay.  Be careful  anyway.  

Chicken  out