I haven’t blogged in a while. I’m sorry.
Today, February 22 nd, and this afternoon I sat on the boardwalk in Atlantic City. Haters gonna hate!
I’m having a “bad” day.
I had a flat tire. Don’t know why. Don’t want to deal with it. Don’t like being a grown-up today.
Friday night I went to “the girls in the office” Christmas party ( everyone was too busy before ) so at the amazing late hour of 8:30 p m my children (and their significant other) starting hunting me down.
They always find me.
Okay Jenna (The Bachelor) get a grip, 2 shows in she doesn’t get a rose and she doesn’t understand cause she came looking for love “she really did” and she totally fell apart on national TV. Yes Jenna, there are some total undeserving “girls” still there and not you, but trust me, you are better off.
Ok, confession, I am addicted, but hey, how much can it hurt. I even taught my grandchildren (I know, hard to believe when I am only 42) how to do them. I am responsible for getting several other people hooked too. Like a few of the bar tenders at the Wm Penn Inn, three sisters, and a daughter-in-law. I guess that makes me a dealer. ( It runs in our family).
Don’t knock it til you try it, my daughter tells me it will keep my mind sharp into my 50s.
I have been urged to post about The Bachelor. This is because I am an authority. I watched the first episode oh so many years ago out of curiosity and then I was hooked.
It was the most entertaining study of people ever. So much drama from a large array of psychos, egotist, stalkers, pigs and piglettes, creeps and low life’s mixed in with some fairly ignorant and innocent victims. And all expecting to fall in love in 90 days or less.
Don’t they know they are on TV and there will be a record of all that they do for ever and ever. Even their parents and present and future children will see this!
What what what were they thinking?!
Happy new year ! Why do we say that? As if speaking that ensures a happy 365 days and not saying it guarantees a year of doom. That’s a lot of pressure to put on someone, what if no one says it to you? What if they do and your year sucks?
I don’t want to sound like a new year Scrooge but it seems so insincere and meaningless. Just tell someone you love them everyday and mean it.
Just do it………..now
On Wednesday I go to taco bell. It’s not a rule just a preference. I swing by on my way home from church on Wed. nite. Well now the manager and Mindi know me by name and I just pull up and tell them it’s me and they put my order in. Taco salad with extra beef, no refried beans no sour cream no rice and extra onions. I only eat in the finest restaurants. Eat your heart out world.