Realistically, realistically, in this world where all fantasy about such things was stripped away years ago, realistically I should know that skipping a month would just be a sign of perimenopause or the result of a stressful month. That and nothing more. And of course I was appalled and insistent that, if things finally, finally worked out, it would not be anything remotely viable. Or even wanted. And even if it was viable and just more than a little wanted, I'm 49 for crying out loud and ...
Stuff I put on my face: Winter 2020
I am 47 years old (sweet merciful crap I cannot get with this) and my face is, as always, changing. I think I've finally found a skin care regimen that works for me and my dry skin that still breaks out from time to time. None of these are affiliate links, nothing here is sponsored because I am an uninfluencer. Evening:When I get home from work I wash my face with It Cosmetics Confidence in a Cleanser (gentle on eyes), pat it dry with a towel that's never more then 3 days old, and apply ...
Skelly Saturday
Our Halloween decorations include a plastic skeleton head and hands that we jam into the overgrown ivy in our front yard. The trick-or-treaters love it. WM loves it too and this year asked if we could leave it out and he'd put a Santa hat on it for Christmas. With the fall being as it's been, I really don't care about the small things so I said sure. This is what I found this morning. The newspaper is usually left at the end of the driveway, meaning either the delivery person made a trip up ...
The AARP strikes again.
Eleven years ago when I was still in my 30s, I received an AARP card in the mail . Thursday I received a "thank you for joining" email to the account I use for retail receipts. And then yesterday, this... I'm still not 50 yet, but it seems like they're casting a wider net again. At least they got the name right this time. ...
Fractured Fairy Tales
Woof. Finally the nonbloggable becomes bloggable - Mom (aka A-Woww) tripped and fell 2 weeks ago, fracturing her kneecap and shattering her elbow. The knee will heal on its own in an immobilizer which thankfully allows her to walk. The elbow required surgery. That happened on Wednesday and now the mending begins. While she's a bit more banged up than the ankle incident from 2011, it's not as bad because she's not bedbound. In fact, today we went to a bridal shower! And this time around ...
What's new?
Been a while, eh? I was reminded I had a blog by Google Webmaster tools. I don't check my pageviews anymore, but it helpfully let me know my database was inaccessible a few days ago. I tweaked a few settings and now we are back and error free. I hope. So here's the rundown since August: Mom and I went back to Virginia Beach. WM and I attended Philly Diner en Blanc. I turned the big 43. WM went back to school. Doctor appointments. Hooray. More setting up the house. I replaced my dead laptop ...
Alpha
Max is doing surprisingly well. I say this because just a week ago, we were having the "Quality of Life" discussion, as barely moved for three days and we were carrying him outside to do his business. This post was sitting in my drafts folder and was very different. Last Monday was my brother's birthday and we were gutted at dinner because the only thing in Max's "W" column was that he was still eating. And then on Tuesday the ears pricked up and the tail started wagging again. He accepted his ...
Forty-two years of me!
I did this for the pets this year so I had to humiliate myself in the same way, right? So yeah. Forty-two, aka my twenty-first (times two) birthday. That makes me a senior citizen in Internet years, doesn't it? Today I brought some donuts into work because may as well share the joy with coworkers, right? :) Tonight I'll take it easy, but tomorrow night we'll be off to dinner with my nephew and his entourage. And on Sunday I'm having dinner with some ladies I met in Junior High THIRTY years ...
Friday (okay Saturday) Five: Usage
Happy Saturday! It's April 5th. Even as the years are peeled off of my life's calendar, I will always remember this day with a warm smile and a wish that all involved parties are doing well and living authentically. Yesterday morning before leaving for work I finished week 3 of the DDP yoga program. I went out to lunch. I then went to a happy hour. (Note: I am following the exercise program, not the nutritional part. Obviously.) Those are my prime blogging times, so I didn't get a chance to ...
Throwback Thursday: High school bowling
Not purely new content, as it was originally on Facebook. But behold the high school bowler. Are high school yearbooks still printed in black and white? Do they still deliver them via stagecoach? We had a work bowling party last week and I still hurt. Mostly my left knee, which will probably be the bane of my existence for the rest of my days on this pale blue dot. I'll also mention right here that with my meager 139 WITH A HOUSE BALL AND HOUSE SHOES, I was the best bowler on my team. For a ...
Will you still need me, will you still feed me…
Dear 2003-era diary, What a week it's been. I was sad because a coworker left. Then I was snubbed by someone. Pretty obviously, too. And then there was a presentation at work put on by our outgoing group of college co-ops that made me feel old. I mean really old. As in, "there was a powerpoint slide detailing the differences between college life of 20 years ago and college life today" old. Then on Thursday morning, I was walking the dogs and accidentally twisted my leg. Ollie tugged at the ...
The Blues
I. Am. So. Blue. Why? Here's the list: 1) My feet hurt, but only after extended periods of being off of them. Such as in the mornings when I wake up or ... every time I get up at work, desk jockey that I am. It feels like I have no padding left in my heels. Preliminary internet searches tell me its Plantar Fasciitis. Like the geriatric I'm becoming, I bought some shoe inserts to try and soften the blow, but they don't help when I'm limping to the bathroom every morning. I had orthotics in ...
