Tuesday, April 25, 2017

U is for...

...U2
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


I was introduced to some of U2's earlier music in high school by a few friends, but none of the songs really integrated into my daily mix. U2 was probably too cool for me to be quite honest. In the spring of 1987, my high school graduation was looming, The Joshua Tree was released, but I still hadn't found what I was looking for. 1988 brought Rattle and Hum with a bit of Desire, Pride and there was something about Angel of Harlem.

When Achtung Baby was released in November of 1991, six months after I graduated from college, and by then I had finally been exposed to enough U2 to know I should buy the CD. That was absolutely not a mistake.

Monday, April 24, 2017

T is for...

...Thompson Twins
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


I figured this would be an easy one because, despite Thompson Twins being the first band that flew out of my mouth, I only associated them with one song. Curiosity led me to a quick google consult that only gave me two more readily recognized possibilities. I asked DJ Jazzy Husband if I knew any of the other songs displayed and just didn't realize it. His response, without even looking, was the obvious choice. It was not on the greatest hits list, but that means nothing. Enjoy the song, love the moment*...




*Especially you, Kari, future curator of the John Hughes museum (and celebrator of a birthday this week!)

Saturday, April 22, 2017

S is for...

...Styx
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


The fourth pillar holding up my vision of essential rock in the early eighties. My one year of colorguard in eighth grade had me maneuvering my banner flag to Too Much Time on My Hands...most excellent (even if not as cool as my friend Vicki who twirled a wooden rifle).

Babe, Come Sail Away, The Best of Times - decisions, decisions!

Friday, April 21, 2017

R is for...

...(The) Rolling Stones
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


Well, well, well...here we are at the letter R. R as in REO Speedwagon, one of the four groups I considered to be the pillars of rock when I was a young teenager, along with Foreigner, Genesis and a band to be named tomorrow. Instead, Mick Jagger came strutting by with his Jumpin Jack Flash that is so hard to ignore. That still works though!

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Q is for...

...Queen
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.

I know there are no surprises with this one, unless you suspected that I pondered Quarterflash on a daily basis. There may not have been a lot (no disrespect to any there were) to choose from, but by no means does that make this letter a cop out. Queen...QUEEN! So many songs that make one want to stand up, be proud and brave, shake a fist in the air, or simply sing so loudly - in a voice you know cannot compare.



Wednesday, April 19, 2017

P is for...

...(The) Pretenders
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


In the eighties, from my perch in front of MTV, I was not much of a Pretenders fan. I can only imagine what fabulous video I was impatiently waiting for while I suffered though Brass in Pocket, or worse still, Back on the Chain Gang. I figured I did not like The Pretenders, but perhaps it was more that I had just grown tired of those two overplayed songs.

In trying to decide which video to post, I played Back on the Chain Gang (prepared to be instantly turned off). Not only did I appreciate the song, but my daughter started humming along. She has no idea why she knows the song. My husband shouted in that his favorite is The Wait, but I am not familiar with much beyond their greatest hits (which I do actually enjoy).

I am sorry Pretenders, I will put one of your cd's in the car today!

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

O is for...

...OMD (Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark)
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


If you leave, don't leave now, this won't take long! This is one of the few bands that I will actually shut up and listen to the beauty of (sometimes...for a few songs). The chorus on this song though leaves me helplessly joining in...

Monday, April 17, 2017

N is for...

...Neil Diamond
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


No NKOTB, no N'Sync. Instead I had two Neils duking it out in my head. (Sorry Neil Patrick Harris, you were not one of them.) Neil Diamond Gold, on 8-track, in my grandfather's maroon Cutlass Supreme. This song might be everywhere, and completely timeless, but my memory always takes me back to the seventies.

Saturday, April 15, 2017

M is for...

...Melissa Etheridge
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.

When singing along with the power of the Indigo Girls just doesn't leave your voice quite raw enough, when you feel like you might have some emotions left to air out...there is Melissa. In concert, on Sesame Street, from the car speakers - that voice. Even when she speaks, it sounds like that energy could burst into song at any moment.

Friday, April 14, 2017

L is for...

...Lionel Richie (????)
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


Here we are - Friday! The letter is L, so maybe some Loverboy? Workin' for the Weekend? Perhaps a...

Hello, is it me you're looking for?

Lionel Richie? Is that you? Truuuuuuly, truly surprised to hear from you. Sorry if I am not Dancing on the Ceiling, I guess I was expecting someone else. I cannot deny my love for you though (nor the number of songs in your catalog with the word "love" in them).

Thursday, April 13, 2017

K is for...

...KISS
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


My cousin was a huge fan. I admit that the makeup, and Gene Simmons in general, just sort of creeped me out. Yet here we are. Maybe I just didn't understand KISS, or even the simplest and most obvious of their lyrics. Case in point? I want to rock and roll all night...and PART of every day. Yes, I thought they were claiming to be such avid rockers that the fun could not be contained in just one night, but rather carried over into the next day, but just a portion of it.

Maybe it is best if we pretend I did not just admit that and move on to a different song...

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

J is for...

...(the) Jackson 5
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


As a tv watching kid in the seventies, I often wondered who would win a sibling showdown - The Jacksons versus The Osmonds! A little bit country, a little bit rock and roll and then some more...so much more.

Sometimes it is difficult to revel in the beginning without thinking about the end, to celebrate the rise without considering the fall. I could try to think of more to say about the Jacksons, but seriously, wouldn't it be more fun to just get right to the music. Go ahead, try to sit still...



I just saw that J. Geils passed away...angel is the centerfold...RIP

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

I is for...

...(the) Indigo Girls
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


A friend introduced me to the Indigo Girls, by way of a mix tape, when we were sophomores in college. Strange Fire and Closer to Fine both made appearances on side two of the cassette. I was immediately hooked, and purchased two of their albums that I played on a seemingly never ending loop in my car for quite some time. I was singing what I thought was one of my finest Indigo Girls melodies when a passenger asked me if I was tone deaf...and not in a kidding kind of way. Excuse me, but are we not all legendary artists in our showers and cars, devoid of critics? 

Much like how I ended up listening to hours of Genesis on Saturday, today will be Least Complicated, and then some. The CD is going in the car right now, and any passengers can just ride at their own risk! Here we go...

Monday, April 10, 2017

H is for...

...Harry Belafonte
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.

Sure, we could be talking about the Huey Lewis concert I went to with my mom and aunt, or even my father's Hootie and the Blowfish phase, but those musical H folks did not occur to me until yesterday. Instead Harry Belafonte's name flew out of my mouth, as his face and voice filled my mind.

Day-o! Oh, how this man fascinated me when I was a kid. The beauty of his voice and just his being. My fandom was solidified when I saw Mr. Belafonte on The Muppet Show-fantastic! I wanted to be there, on that stage, in the presence of so much greatness.


This immediately filled me with joy to see after a long time. I hope you enjoy it as well!

Saturday, April 8, 2017

G is for...

...Genesis
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.

I made perfect sense to me that Genesis would naturally follow Foreigner. There was some kind of comfort in the familiarity of Genesis songs. I can't say that I was a huge fan of their entire body of work, but there was nothing I disliked either. Of course now I want to listen to them all day today.

I was all set to include In Too Deep, but then I remembered Misunderstanding, still keeping in line with my usual observance of angsty songs, right? However, as I was pulling up the videos, there it was, a song I had not thought about in quite some time, but sounded like yesterday. Today we can celebrate the other side of young love, where hope wins!

Friday, April 7, 2017

F is for...

...Foreigner
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


I was eight years old, singing some Hot Blooded, on the school playground..."Check it and see, I got a fever 103". There might have been an inkling that the song had implications of people playing doctor, but I am certain that had no idea what that actually meant. Then Urgent, Cold as Ice, Head Games - so much angst!

The first Foreigner album I owned was 4. Remember how the covers from vinyls gave you something substantial to hold onto? I used to pour over those covers, reading every bit, and hoping the inner sleeves had the lyrics printed on them. This right here is the Foreigner song I want to fill my ears with at this moment.

Thursday, April 6, 2017

E is for...

...Earth, Wind & Fire
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.

Seriously? Earth, Wind & Fire? I am not sure what this bizarre item in my quasi word association test means, as I would have thought the Solid Gold part of my brain was housed a little deeper. The titles of songs by this group were far more elusive and buried. Rules are rules though, and despite shaking my head as I was uttering their name, today we celebrate these elements! I asked my friend Google for some help, and there was one obvious choice. Get your disco/funk/jazz groove on for today's taste of nostalgia...

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

D is for...

...(the) Doors
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


I never had any of my own Doors albums, but that doesn't mean I never got to hear them. As a kid in the seventies, the music was just around, sort of lingering in the background. I was thinking "sure I know some of the obvious songs", then surprised to see just how long that list is.

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

C is for...

...(the) Cars
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.

I didn't have a particular song in mind when "The Cars" came flying out of my mouth for the letter C, just the image of Ric Ocasek. So many fun tunes to sing along to, whether one could figure out the correct lyrics or not. I pulled up the song list for the album with the lady at the steering wheel on the cover to see if I could confirm that it was the one I had, and just like that, my mind very quickly played each song on the list. That was the one-for sure.

Monday, April 3, 2017

B is for...

...(the) Bangles
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.


My list was found! I was delighted to see that the letter B was going to land on this particular day of the week. Don't get me wrong, I love to Walk Like an Egyptian as much as anybody else, but I can't escape the obvious...

Saturday, April 1, 2017

A is for...

...A-ha
My theme for this year's a-z challenge is off the top of my head-the first musical group to pop into my head...not necessarily my favorite, just the first to show itself.

Wow! Here is it April first. I have quite a bit of brain clutter these days, and up until a few days ago didn't think it wise to add any more. However, I also weighed the potential for disappointment if I left the alphabetical musings of April behind. I knew I wanted to do something music related, but some of the themes I considered would have actually taken a bit of planning and (gasp) effort. 

I told myself that if I could come up with a list of groups in less than five minutes, I would go with it. No cheating, I would go with my first thought, like a word association test. Of course I was driving at the time, and by the time I pulled over to jot down my list, I might have changed a couple. I am pretty sure I then accidentally threw out the list, which is one of the dangers of using the back of a grocery list for official business. At least I know it will take a very short time to reconstruct, especially since I think most of the lineup is taking up space in that "very useful information" part of my brain needed for things like my actual grocery list! 

Remember, these are not necessarily my favorite groups, or ones I deem most important to the world of songs. In fact, some of what was blurted out was rather amusing (to me). With that lengthy introduction out of the way, we can get to the first letter...

A-HA...as in "A-ha, perhaps I can do this!" I admit to knowing nothing at all about this band, other than the obvious, but is more than that really necessary?

Friday, March 31, 2017

Those aren't jellybeans?

I had a fantastic plan! Remember that pit I showed you last week? (If you cannot remember just last week, you might want to get that checked.) Well as offended as I was by the original project, it started to shape into something far more exciting...
 ...MY VERY OWN EASTER BUNNY SIGNAL!!! All of the treats will be mine! Hey, what's that?
Scram, imposter! (Although those are some delightful morsels you left behind.)

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

RNAOMD

Gads! We are losing daylight and I have yet to throw any random to the Tuesday wind. Truth be told, daylight is gone, and most of the photos in my phone seem to be for the blogger I share this space with.

Did somebody call me?
No.
But I am the chosen one, can't you see it? I am the light.
Oh Foz.

Let's see, there must be something else. Aha! This...
My daughter pointed this out, and both of us were immediately unsettled. Nothing like sharing a little OCD moment together. I am sorry that I have now released it here to bother you as well. Phew, at least I can delete that off my phone now so it never sneaks up on me again!

Friday, March 24, 2017

From the pit (of despair)


I cannot believe they thought they could confine me!

My spirit cannot be tamed! My gait is far too regal for some half-rate shoveled pit. Trust me, I am poetry in-OH CRAP, was she videotaping me? 

Friday, March 17, 2017

Green gone by


How about a little knick nack, paddy day flashback, give this dog a bone?!
Ah, my youth. The year was 2011, and I was no more amused by apparel than I am today. 

Happy St. Patrick's Day-watch out for those leprechauns!

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Red Cross Random

Please note: My husband does not have syphilis**

How's that for an intro? Where do we go from here? Why must we speak of this now? Well, I walked into Wegmans the other day and saw a sign reminding me to celebrate March as Red Cross month, and I took the sign as a sign!

There seems to be a lot going on around here lately, so let's go back to a less stressful time...the day we brought our son home from the hospital after his broken leg and subsequent surgical adventure. (Why is there not a sarcasm font?) We had just gotten the boy to the couch when I turned toward the kitchen and saw my husband reading a piece of mail. The way he was holding it reminded me of a cartoon character reading from a scroll, like he was about to make a proclamation of some sort. Despite my exhaustion, I felt compelled to play along, so I walked closer.

Who's that from?
The Red Cross.
Oh, like a certificate that you are the best donor? (He had been donating platelets once a month for years.)
No. It says I have syphilis.

In that moment I decided that the whole surgery ordeal and concern for our son truly had taken a toll on him as well. What other reason could there possibly have been for him to not put that letter in his mouth and begin chewing? Maybe the shear volume of paperwork seemed like more than he could digest?
I recall muttering something supportive like "I can't deal with that right now", and walked away. Syphilis?

So the plan was that he would promptly go to his doctor and have more bloodwork done. My wits started to come back to me, as I wondered if the Red Cross had really notified my husband via a letter that he had syphilis. I found the envelope and decided to investigate for myself. (There is a chance I thought he misread something...or hopefully everything.)
Certainly they included information on false positives and why they occur? Nope. Sure, there was a lot of information, but nothing terribly easy to understand. This was certainly not a collection of paperwork that anyone with a short temper should have been able to put hands on. As some of my friends commented "Someone could have been shot over this!"
I am still not positive what that last paragraph means.

Basically what I knew was that my husband's blood was subjected to the same testing every month when he gave platelets and there had never been a problem before. I also realized there was a chance I was going to have to factor myself into this equation. It just did not compute-sorry if I am taking my math metaphor too far, but it did not add up. There was never any question in my mind as to whether or not I needed to concern myself with any infidelity on my husband's part, as for some reason my typically skeptical self had no doubts. (I also assume he would have eaten the paperwork, envelope and all, if he was trying to hide anything.) 

We sat pondering all of the nothing we knew about syphilis, and how long it could actually be dormant (and would it have still shown up on bloodwork), and was there any saying which of us could have been patient zero in the alternate universe where these test results were conclusive, but wasn't I tested when I was pregnant? Then again, did we even know what tests had been performed? "The following tests may have been performed"?
My husband's physician apparently had not had a recent run on syphilis patients, as he had to call the lab to find out which tests he needed to order. Of course they came back negative. And of course my response was that there needed to be a tie-breaker if one source said the guy had syphilis and another said he did not. Meanwhile, the Red Cross was calling and sending letters requesting that my husband donate due to their urgent need. He contacted the very important person with a very official sounding title on the letter and explained the situation, including the information from his actual physician. Clearly this was something that just had to be verified, and then he could be well on his way to spending a few hours at a time at the donation center in exchange for juice and cookies. Nope, he cannot donate again...ever...despite the letter claiming that happens with results on two separate occasions.

In an attempt to put this thing to rest, I questioned whether or not my husband had followed the directions on the paperwork and brought it with him to show the doctor. I guess in a sense I was second guessing whether anybody other than the Red Cross knew what syphilis was and how to detect it. I mean they had so much confusing paperwork that they must be the leading authority. Suffice to say another appointment was made, the paperwork was shared, blood tests were done, and my husband still did not have syphilis.

The more this story has been shared, the easier it has become to snicker about the whole ordeal. However, what remains at the forefront of the tale is the ridiculous way my husband was informed. It seems an attempt at a phonecall or having the letter direct him to call would have been more appropriate? Red Cross, I know you're busy, but dropping this potential time bomb in the mail did not seem like the most prudent course of action. Plus, you're kidding yourself if you think everyone even opens all of the mail you send due to the solicitation nature most of it has. (I guess that "confidential" on the envelope lured my husband in.) I am not sure what would have happened if he had tried to donate again as far as whether or not there would have been an alert in the computer system to turn him away before drawing blood. I guess now my husband will have to come up with some other elaborate ruse to get a few hours away to watch a movie without me. (Seriously, he watched so many good movies.)



**I suppose there are other disclaimers I should add, despite hoping they go without saying. It is not my intent to mock or make light of STD's whether they are present day conditions or throwbacks to colonial times. I also respect the service the Red Cross provides, and understand the reasons they must be extremely cautious.

Friday, March 10, 2017

Fridayzzzzzz


You have to get up pretty early in the morning to justify a decent nap. How early you might wonder? 5:30 seemed like a good place to start. For some reason, the silly human thought 5:35 was an appropriate time to try to sneak in a nap, but at 5:45 I showed her the error of her ways by letting out some low grumbles. She responded with some slightly louder grumbling. She then proceeded to do several things in the kitchen that were noisy and distracting. What's a guy gotta do for some peace and quiet?
Don't think for one minute I was comfortable in this photo. I assure you there is more that could have been done for me.

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Regrouping the random

I didn't really explain my absence before Fozzie and a scary bedtime prayer brought me back. I figured you all have your own lives and maybe didn't even notice. I also didn't necessarily have any logical explanation. Some days I felt like I just couldn't get out of my own way, or into my own house...
(No, those are not all Legos, just the box on the right. The rest were work related, and relatively unexpected.)

I also recently bought a spiralizer attachment for my mixer, so that took up some time in a very-distracting-I'm-watching-and-still-don't-know-how-it-works kind of way...




Plus, then my friend and my mom had to come by with their produce to share in my joy spiral. I will go to great lengths for company apparently.

I also helped my daughter register for the ACT. I might not have offered if I had remembered the road the interest question survey went down...

There were 72 of these questions that fell into the same obvious categories. I disputed her indifference at the one that said "Help a person in an emergency", but she explained that it depended on whether she could help (whereas I had jumped to the conclusion that she was not giving a crap about the person).

I was still on the lookout for things that baffled me...
Jelly Belly, you know I love you as I sent you a letter to tell you so, but donuts are not your thing - nor is hot cocoa, and I like my donuts donut-flavored with hot cocoa on the side. Don't complicate things. I see those jellybeans flying around the top wondering why you have forsaken them.

I am  big fan of pretzels, especially what I think of as the big NYC street vendor pretzels. This is blasphemy...
That pretzel deserves to be naked! If you had to dress it, some simple processed cheese spread would have been fine!

I found a couple of other treasures I was saving for their very own special moment in the sun (or glow of the computer screen), but I have already given you a lot to digest.

Sunday, March 5, 2017

Some worry, still happy

I happened to be at my grandmother's in the late afternoon yesterday, which meant that when 5:00 rolled around, I tucked her into bed and headed home. Yes, the sun was still out and I had only been out of my own pajamas for a little over two hours, but at 94 she can stay up as late, or go to bed as early as she chooses. As I drove, I thought about how comfortable she looked propped up on her pillows, watching the SU basketball games with her corn bag heating pad draped on her shoulder. My mind wandered back to all of the times our roles had been reversed with her sending me off to slumber.

Maybe I should have said a little prayer with her like she used to do for me. Oh my gosh! What was that prayer she used to have me say with her?!?!?! Surely it wouldn't all come back to me, and scare the five year old out of me still...


Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take
God bless [insert list of important people and animals here].
(slight shiver)


Ah, there they were-those words that left me crying on more than one occasion. I remember one particular time when my grandmother asking me why I was crying, and my response being that I did not want to die in my sleep. (Clearly my neurosis was not of an adult onset variety.) My grandmother, who was in her early fifties at the time, tried to soothe me by saying that part was for old people like her and my grandfather. More tears-more fear!

In addition to this being another tender memory I have of my grandmother and I together, it also made me giggle at the notion of worrying. There was no way for that five year old teary faced girl to know that she would spend over thirty more years with her grandfather, and over forty (and still going) with her grandmother. There is still no way for me to truly know what is worth worrying about, or to accept the notion that maybe nothing is actually worth worrying about-so that is what the jar of peanut m&m's is for.

Friday, March 3, 2017

Once again...

Clearly it is up to me to try to revive this little corner of the internet. I believe I am up for the challenge. Can you tell by the look on my face?
I look way more bad ass than this guy, right?
"Pugnacious"?! Well I am Tough Shihtz-u...Shih-tzuper duper even! I gotta tell you though, my back is starting to hurt from carrying this blog by myself.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

A random quest...

...for love! Sweet, spicy, crunchy, powdered cinnamon love!



My love must have thought that things had gotten nutty enough around here, so instead of the usual candy shell, he attempted to honor my wishes for better malted milk balls! 
A Whopper of a gift? I do not know how many times I have dipped into this jar already today because I neglected to make any stupid rules for myself before the lid came off!

Happy Valentine's Day!






Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Getting over it

Happy Hump day! I haven't been here in a little while. Sometimes when you step away, it seems like you have to have some sort of fabulous thing to share when you do come back. Sometimes everything seems too big to tackle, and far too large to ignore. I don't really know what to do or what to say, so I made some muffins to share with you.

Friday, January 27, 2017

Alone time

Sometimes Ducky makes me so mad I just can't even look at him anymore! Do you have any friends like that?
What do you mean he isn't looking at me either? What could I possibly have done?

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Nearly empty random

As you can see, still no random graphic. I did think about it though, but got distracted. I had to get up early the other morning just to find out what the apple weather prediction meant...
Nope, no yum yums falling from a chef hat, nor a sideways hail storm-just some fog.

I have found myself with my hand in the cookie jar lately, but for some reason still feel a bit empty...

...Some elves in a tree are going to get a letter soon!

Friday, January 20, 2017

Waaaaaaaaaiiiiit

Hmmmm, I wonder where my boy is going.
I'd better follow him as closely as possible.
There sure seems to be a lot of stuff in the car. Would you believe it if I told you they left without me? College...(sigh)...

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Wanted: Random graphic

I just realized that Foz somehow managed to get his very own flair for his Friday posts, yet somehow the longstanding random relies solely on titles to delineate itself from other entries. I can't imagine how long it would hold things up if I addressed this issue right now, so I will ponder it during times when I should be thinking about other things, like cooking dinner. Maybe I should dust off a cape as well, despite not feeling worthy to wear it. Perhaps the power came AFTER I put it on? That does seem more likely than my being hit by a spontaneous wave of awesomeness that caused a wardrobe change. (Sheesh, come to think of it, even Pedomemom had her own graphic.)

Is it not enough that I have to keep creepy monkeys at bay?
One of these might have been creepy, but this gang is the stuff of nightmares! Help! I need a lifesaver!
 

Really, just a half in my package? Time to pull out the big guns (aka deep fryer).
The cliche deep fried sandwich cookie did not sound appealing to me at all. However, when there was just a little batter left, I threw some peppermint Joe Joe's in...and then wondered why we even bothered with the veggie tempura!

Friday, January 13, 2017

Roll out the barrel

I'm just curious, um maybe you can help? I just have this distinct, creepy feeling. Something I can't shake - kind of like there's a monkey on my back?
Sounds serious Foz, but I know who can help!
Image result for safety dance
Wait, no, not them...
Image result for devo
Not quite...
Image result for man in the yellow hat
Yes, that guy!!!!

Are you amused with yourself?

Yes, yes I am, Foz!

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Random spots

The kitchen window was being pelted with freezing rain, forming the beginnings of a crusty layer covering the snow. Something seemed out of place with the scene.
There is just something about a ladybug that makes me smile. I was intrigued by all of the spots on this one, and considered refreshing my memory as to whether there was factual information I should know about the number of spots a ladybug has. Maybe if I had remembered that Alexa was plugged in, I would have checked with her. Sometimes it is just fun to simply wonder.

I did remember that ladybugs can be wished upon, but considering how we were both a bit trapped in the house, I found it hard to believe that she was going to be able to orchestrate any wish granting. Hm, that sounds like I believe in the fulfillment power of spotted red wings under the proper atmospheric conditions. No, I am fully aware that wishing, hoping and waiting are not the best strategic plans for getting much done.

As I look at this photo though, I do wish my skin was not so dry. Not only do I know how to handle this situation, but I can both see and reach some hand lotion without even prying myself off the couch. Small victories are still victories!

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Random redemption

We have been eagerly awaiting the arrival of the latest lego minifigures-Lego Batman Movie! All of our intell pointed to a release date of January first. Sometimes they take a little while to find the bullseye, but I didn't want to take any chances. Late Sunday afternoon, after pretending to not know what little pouches I was talking about, I was shown this display.
I believe that is called adding insult to injury. I had other Targets I could try, but after three Targets were sold out and two Walmarts showed no signs, I knew things were looking grim. I felt like I had failed as a mother. There was still one possibility, but I told my son he would have to accompany me...to the giraffe store.
I was proud of his skills in mystery figure detection! Now if he would just figure out some general housekeeping chores (and have a fleeting interest in performing them).