Damn right I object! New checks planned for air travelers
Regular readers wil have guessed by now that we didn’t do a darn thing last night. I did take a nice long shower and read some of March’s Martha Stewart Living. Nothing breathtaking in it yet. My skein of yarn and knitting needles are mocking me their basket, reminding me of Feburary’s issue. Remember when I was going to knit a scarf for David? (chortle) What WAS I thinking?
I had a bittersweet dream last night. I dreamt I was 10 years younger, and when I passed myself in the mirror, I LOOKED 10 years younger. I had my long blonde hair back, with the bangs. My face was smooth and actually glowed. You think you’re aging relatively well until you see how you looked back then. Yeah, I can pass for 27 now (or will as soon as I stop getting my hair cut soccer-mom short) but 10 years ago, I was passing for 17.
There are people my age who have done so much by now. They’ve started companies, started families, moved cross country or to the ‘big city.’ What do I have to show for living — and looking — 30 years? Have I made a difference?
Work is never done. I forgot I had to do some more pop-up ads for Circulation (you can see ’em on the CPO home page. Better ones start tomorrow) so that bumped SJUnlimited out of my reach today. That section comes out on Sunday, but we’ll be lucky if we can get it online by Tuesday. Found out too that we’re going to have to change EVERY ad tag on EVERY page of our site. Before 30 days. Make that 29.
I had a Tivoli salad for lunch, and didn’t touch a darn slice of pizza! 🙂 Yay for me!
AND…I just got back from the gym. Double Yay for me!
And so begins the typical Turberville Friday night of inertia. Should I plan for us to do something? Should I just let David sleep until he wakes up on his own? Maybe I’ll head to the mall tonight to get Nicole’s gift.