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Friday 5: Rockit
On lemons, lemonade, and paycheck stubs

Friday 5: Rockit

Happy Saturday! I was going to write this last night but we watched the Olympics Opening Ceremonies instead. It was amazing and the five little kids who carried the artistic storyline were adorable!

Everyone needs gym buddies.

This weekend I have nothing planned but a cheat day wings meal and finishing up the A pillow from HELL. I should have just bought him a Paw Patrol Valentine’s box.

Time for the Friday 5: the theme is Rockit. Let’s get to it!

1. What’s your favorite instrumental hit song?
Wipeout by the Surfaris, which is probably my mother’s doing. But it was also in Dirty Dancing.

2. What’s a good movie with rockets in in it?
On a more erudite day, I’d say Hidden Figures. If I’m feeling all “USA! USA!” (Which I still do, despite her issues at the moment. Right now she’s the girlfriend whom I’m telling to take more walks, quit drinking, and brush her teeth.) it’s Independence Day. There are spaceships, which in my world count as rockets. My blog, my rules.

3. In 1977, Voyager I took off on its very long journey, loaded with two golden records containing sounds meant “to portray the diversity of life and culture on Earth, and are intended for any intelligent extraterrestrial life form, or for future humans, who may find them,” according to Wikipedia. The contents were chosen by a committee chaired by Carl Sagan, but if Dr. Sagan called you today (you know, from beyond) and said there was room for ten more minutes of music and he was letting you choose it, what would you fill the ten minutes with?
Ten minutes is a lot, so I’m bringing in WM, my classical music expert, to help.


  • Ode to Joy
  • Soundtrack to Looney Tunes
  • Raiders March from Raiders of the Lost Ark

In his defense, we looked up the music on the records and most of his classical suggestions were covered.


4. What’s something you know about constellations?
Orion is almost always over my house. I can find the Big Dipper and Little Dipper easily, as well as Cassiopeia. Jack Johnson has a peaceful song about them. And it was the last warship with sails.

In my defense I was born in the early 70s.

5. When did you last spend time in a rocking chair?
WM’s chair is a rocking recliner, but the last time I spent time there was when I had that nasty bout of food poisoning in May.

And now that THAT’s out of the way … rat your hair, ladies and gents! It’s time for the 80s!


On lemons, lemonade, and paycheck stubs

I really didn’t want to work the Taste of Home show last night. Not nary in the least. Damon had a personal day yesterday, so I didn’t make my 3:30pm start time. Exhausted from a full day of work, I arrived a skosh before 6 and was made an onstage helper.

What’s that? I, along with two other ladies, got to help the home economist onstage! We brought clean plates in, took away the dirties, put food away — basically things I don’t do in my own kitchen — in front of 800 people!

“You’ll be a natural — you’re the CookieCam Lady!” I was told by my colleagues.

Riiiight. Here’s the difference. CookieCam was done on my own terms, in my own kitchen, while wearing slippers. And I couldn’t see who was staring back at me.

It was a bit nervy at times, but at the end of the night, I didn’t make a fool of myself by slipping, tripping, dropping, drooling or shaking it like a Polaroid picture.

And I got to keep the apron. So the night turned out fun after all!

I didn’t get home until 10pm and passed out in record time. Thor had to take Max out for me. Which I’m sure irked him. (Irked Thor, not Max. Max wouldn’t mind if Bin Laden showed up to take him for a walk) So I’ll take him outside this morning (Max, not Thor or Bin Laden) as a measure of good faith.


Our mortgage application packet (I should weigh this sucker) arrived yesterday. I need my most recent 30 days of paycheck stubs. By Friday. Ugh. I’ll get one today. I have March 10, and all of February. So I need last week’s, and March 3rd’s.I’m hoping at least one is in my red binder of management goodness, and that maybe our Business department can help me with the other. Keep your fingers crossed. I don’t want to end up mortgage-less and ultimately, divorced. 🙂

Did it ever occur to NASA that perhaps there are forms of life on Mars that don’t need the same resources that Earth life needs? I’m not the deepest thinker on interplanetary issues, but maybe there is microscopic life there that relies on a material that Mars has and that we don’t.

Yes, my morning blogs are much longer than my evening ones were.


Mood: Downright cheery, for still being pajama’d and in bed.
Work Docket: Weekly meeting, polish up tomorrow’s project for its launch, organize desk. Again. FIND PAYCHECK STUBS!!
Lunch: Ive one frozen meal left.
Evening: Tidy up living room (I could cut and paste this chore from day to day), stop at food store to replenish pantry and frozen lunch supply. And if I had one gram of knowledge as to what’d be good for me, I’d restart yoga tonight.

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