This is another one of those totally random things, but since the things "on my plate" are pretty serious right now, I thought I'd pass this along. It made me laugh out loud, and I haven't done that in three days.
I forced myself to leave my house today and go to the grocery store. I was in a horrible, wretched mood, mad at everybody in the world (except about twelve).
I was stopped at a red light, thinking about all the things that had put me in the horrible mood. A car comes blaring up next to me and stops very abruptly for the red light. The cars windows were down, and NASTY Rap music was thundering from the stereo. It disrupted the horrible shit that was already going through my head!!
I did a major eye-roll and jerked my head sideways to look at the car. I was in the mood to risk road rage. Who I EXPECTED to see was a young, thinks-he's-too-cool, punk. And I was ready to give him my you're-an-asshole stare.
Who I saw driving the new, metallic blue, Mustang, with embellished stripes, AND a convertible roof, was...............
Are you ready for this?
A SEVENTY year old WHITE guy with grey hair and neck wrinkles!!!!!
So I laughed out loud! He looked over at me and I just gave him a big smile.
And it lifted my horrible mood for a short time.
Until I got to the grocery store.
You just never know about things or people.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
YOU TALKIN' TO ME?
Today was bitterly cold in Austin, and will be that way for a few days to come. Our 1950's house is a bit drafty.
Cats are cold when it's 90 outside. So when it's 30 all day, and the wind is blowing like hell, well!
Luci knows she's never allowed on the table. Even when there are chicken bits there from dinner and the table-cleaner person failed to clean the table. Never on the table!!
This is my fruit basket. It's been empty for a while, however, but .....
I guess it's not the fruit basket any longer. And I DID really fuss at her for being on the table.
BUT, I moved the basket into the bedroom. She never budged.
Who has time to eat fruit anyway?
Cats are cold when it's 90 outside. So when it's 30 all day, and the wind is blowing like hell, well!
Luci knows she's never allowed on the table. Even when there are chicken bits there from dinner and the table-cleaner person failed to clean the table. Never on the table!!
This is my fruit basket. It's been empty for a while, however, but .....
I guess it's not the fruit basket any longer. And I DID really fuss at her for being on the table.
BUT, I moved the basket into the bedroom. She never budged.
Who has time to eat fruit anyway?
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