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I always have a hard time figuring out the day/date in January. The new year. The holiday down time. It all adds up to confuse me. This year, the confusion is worse and I’m blaming our new pin-up calendar.
TW insists on hanging a calendar in the bathroom and I’ve gotten used to it being there. I have sometimes ordered her a special bathroom calendar and gifted it to her for Christmas. Other years we’ve bought the bathroom calendar at Wild Iris or at some bookstore or another when they were on sale. This year, we were a little bit behind on our calendar buying (let’s blame Steph and the Patriarchy for that.)
We ended up going to Borders well into the new year and the pickings were pretty slim. We ended up buying an Outhouse calendar for the other bathroom and a Pin-Up calendar for our bathroom. I really like the Pin-Up calendar. Except…. I never know what effing day it is. The calendar starts on Monday. I don’t like calendars that start on Monday. The calendar week starts on SUNDAY. Damn it.
Every time I use the bathroom… I look at the calendar and I get confused about what day it is or what the date is. I’m in a state of constant date/day confusion – it’s so bad that I try a) not to use the bathroom all day b) try not to look at the calendar – ever.
Next year… I don’t care what the pictures on the calendar look like – I just want to make sure that the calendar week starts on Sunday – like it is supposed to.
Uh huh…. let’s see her rap MY coffee order…
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I’ve read the book. I’ve had breakfast with Suzanne. I’m going to have breakfast with her again next weekend. If you’re going to New York City, or live in New York City, then you must buy Off the Beaten (Subway) Track. And then help me convince Suzanne to write an off the beaten “EL” track for Chicago.
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RJ has her hair up in some weird ponytail and is acting ridiculous, and she won’t get out of my bedroom. But anyway, TW suggests I take a photo of RJ looking this way. I’m refusing because if I take a photo, I will upload it. And if I upload it, at some point she will come back and tell me to take it down because it is embarrassing. At which point I will refuse which will cause RJ angst. So no, I’m not taking a photo.
TW says – but we can show it to Mir as an example of what she has to look forward to with Chickadee.
RJ says – who is chickadee?
TW says – a kid who reminds us of you, her mother is Mir.
RJ says – who is Mir?
TW says – woulda coulda shoulda
RJ says – ohhhhhhhhhhh (silence) I don’t know who she is. I mean I know who she is, like I know The Bloggess, but I don’t know WHO she is.
Cleaning the kitchen last night, I opened the refrigerator to put something in… and this is what I discovered.
She had some weird explanation, related to 50lbs of cheese and her mother’s inability to eat (or drink) anything that came from the refrigerator due to cheese. Whatever. It’s just weird.
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