Will You be 15,000?
If you are the 15,000th visitor to my site, post here and let me know! (Just scroll down to the bottom of the page to see.) You deserve honors and kudos and all sorts of nifty prizes. Of course, you probably won’t get them, but you will be duly recognized!
On another note, Sesame Street debuted on this date in 1969, which proves that Big Bird is older than I am, if only by two weeks.
How Appropriate!
Considering the mathematical nature of TGD and our rather foolish football life, this cartoon was more than amusing.
A Nay Vote for The It Girl
Well, Election Day is over for me. I only really care about one race, that for state Senate. (Go Rick Santorum!) For PA Senate, the race is quite tight between Conklin and Spencer. Conklin’s wife was at the polls, sweetly asking people to vote for her husband and distributing emery boards. I thought, “Aw, she’s so sweet. Maybe I should vote for him.” Then I thought, “What? Vote for a Democrat?” (har har) Just imagine what might have happened if she had offered me 40 acres and a mule instead of an emery board!
On another note, usually when I read a lousy book, I can find some redeeming virtue in it: humor, an insight into a time or place or character group, empathy with a character, or something to make me think. Last night I read a book I found truly worthless. A few months ago, a literature group I am in was discussing The Gossip Girls series by Cecily von Ziegesar and if it was worthy for teens to read. “Hmm,” I thought. “I like to keep up on my YA books. I’ll have to check this out.” I went to the library and got The It Girl, a Gossip Girls sequel. To save you the trouble of reading the book yourself, I’ll sum up the entire novel.
(Insert trendy teen girl name) looked across the room and saw (insert trendy teen boy name). His rumpled (insert extremely expensive clothing brand name) oxford and (insert expensive clothing brand name) jeans hugged his fit body. His (fashionable color) hair curled sexily around his collar in a rumpled way. “Hey,” he said as he took a drag of his cigarette, even though smoking is strictly prohibited at this high-priced, English-looking boarding school for teens in New England. (Trendy girl name) took a swig from her Waverly Owls insulated mug, which was secretly filled with (insert alcoholic beverage) and adjusted her (insert pricey clothing brand name) skirt. “Hey,” she said to (insert trendy boy name) and picked her way across the floor in her four-inch (insert insanely expensive shoe brand) heels. Her (insert ridiculously expensive and probably unknown to those of us who shop at Sears clothing brand name) shirt bared her midriff, and she wondered if it made her look sleazy. “Boy,” she thought, “I’d like to (insert activity which will keep her from being a Morally Pure poster girl) with him. He’s so hot!” She rubbed her (insert expensive and unknown cosmetic brand) lip glossed lips together and smiled.
There. You’ve now been saved the trouble of reading the book.
EDIT–My friend Thile had a beautiful, beautiful baby girl. Thanks for your prayers!
Recumbent Incumbent
Hello, dear friends, and thank you to those of you who pray for me. I’m in need of prayers right now, and I appreciate every one of them! Also, if you could pray for Thile who will have a c-section on Tuesday the 7th for her second baby, I know she and I and all who love her would be thankful.
Speaking of Tuesday, is anyone else getting five or so phone calls a day about the election? “Hello, I’m Scott Conklin, and I don’t owe money to anybody. (pause) My opponent has been sending out false letters…” That call was my favorite one today. I’ll be glad to have it all over but the counting. Don’t forget to go and vote tomorrow, even if you’d rather write in the neighbor’s cat as the candidate instead of one of the posturing, promise-making people who have been prolifically profaning the phone.
TGD mentioned that he’d love to be getting some exercise, but when and where? He enjoyed an exercise bike, but the hand-me-down we had was falling apart and actually painful, and we had given it to Goodwill or the trash man (I forget). So, on Sunday, we went to Sears and got a recumbent exercise bike. David put it together for us, and it has been in use almost the whole day. Children sat still and read and did school work while riding. I watched TheTwelve Dancing Princesses tonight with the kids while pedaling for 30 minutes (and 200 calories). But, TGD has not been on it yet! It’s only been a day, and he’s not been home very much since he had an evening meeting.
How many of you have an exercise thing in your homes, and do you use it? What is your favorite exercise?
Libolas
Move over, Orlando! Here’s Libby in her prize-winning outfit. She’s not a big fan of Lord of the Rings (never having seen or read it) nor of Orlando Bloom, but she has the hair and the ears to be Legolas. What do you think?
She does smile, but I thought she looked more “authentic” with a straight face. She had to keep saying, “Wait, wait!” while she laughed and smiled and then got her face composed into a serious mien once again.
Sewing
Today I made a reversible cape for Libby’s costume for a party tomorrow. She’s going as…..oops. I’m not supposed to tell! I’ll just have to post a picture tomorrow. A week or so ago, I made a little quilt all by hand as a thank you for a kind family. Here’s a picture of it. The actual dimensions are about 12 inches square.
You can’t really see the quilting, not that there is much. I find it soothing to quilt and sew by hand, although I was quite grateful for my sewing machine for those long, long side seams on the cape!
Tonight, I got to go shopping all by myself, just for myself. I found a pair of jeans which sort-of fit (no jeans seem to fit me–ever!), several nice turtleneck sweaters, a cardigan, and a shirt/sweater thing. Most of it was on sale, and I even got an extra 10% off at one store and 15% off at the other with coupons. Go, me!
Ah, the Suspense…
Yes, dear folk, I did actually iron pants and fold laundry for three hours last night. Boy, did my back ache when I was done! But, perhaps I burned a few calories from the mini Snickers, Milk Duds, gummy spiders, and other offerings from my dear children’s Halloween bags. Maybe the bend, grab, fold, and bend again aerobic exercise involved with all that folding worked? I can only persist in my fantasy world as I eat a Twizzler.
I decided to say “No” to the new writing project. Now I’m wondering why I even considered it. I wouldn’t mind writing in the future, but just not this week. So, it looks as if I’m free to move on to the rewrite of The King of Peach Fuzz! Perhaps I’ll think of a better title…
The kids and I decided (well, I decided) that we would attack the basement for our “Home Blessing” this week (a loose pilfering from Fly Lady). After 45 minutes of working, I proclaimed we’d try to work some more tomorrow and eat lunch. Phew! What chaos! I have all my craft and sewing supplies down there–thread flapping together, lace and velcro in a tangled pile, Wal-Mart bags full of partially-finished American Girl Doll sewing projects… Then, there was the storage area–boxes of camping gear, swimming pool toys, wreaths and decorations, summer clothes–but that area is mostly done now. The toys and dress up clothes still litter the floor. We don’t have nearly as many as we used to since the kids are older, but they still make quite a mess. And, the Hunter has all his hunting, fishing, fly tying, junky-junk stuff there taking over a whole corner. Eeeh. I didn’t even look at it! After reading about these post-Halloween horrors, I hope you have a nice, tidy place to sit and relax, reveling in the joys of order and cleanliness.
And for something completely different: thanks to LJ, I now realize that my Xanga initials also stand for “toilet paper.” Alas…
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