This morning, I was driving behind a white delivery type van. It had a big insignia of ‘Louie’s’ on it, and the L was wearing a crown. Beneath the royal crest of the house of Louie, was the slogan ‘Custom Made Puddings’. What? ‘Custom Made Puddings’ And then a list: Bread Pudding, Rice Pudding, Tapioca […]
Thursday, February 7, 2002
Weetabix: Scratch my back please? Esteban: (scratches Weetabix’s back) Weetabix: (undulating and twisting, trying to maneuver her back so that he hits the itchy spot) Lower’. Left’. Down’ the other down’. Other’no’ move’. Arrrrgghh! Esteban: Where?!?!?! Weetabix: I think my skin is dry and that’s why it’s itchy. Can you put some Body Butter on […]
Wednesday, February 6, 2002
Guess what? Starbucks Guy’s name is Jason. I think I’ll still call him Starbucks Guy though. I don’t want him to Google himself or anything. So this morning, I took a “flex” morning, which meant that I basically used three hours of the time I normally get screwed out of since I’m salaried (but normal […]
Tuesday, February 5, 2002
I’m taking a break from emptying my kitchen cabinets of 5 and a half years worth of junk. I have lids to plastic containers long missing. I have no less than eight different ugly florist vases. I save every recipe known to man. I probably only regulary cook the same 20 things. And I don’t […]
So very tired. So much debauchery takes all my pizzazz, I tell you. Actually, there was very little debauchery this weekend. It was very surreal, if anything. We had a bit of a conundrum at Chez Weetabix on Friday night. Mom had begun painting the kitchen on Friday with what was supposed to have been […]
Saturday, February 2, 2002
Weetabix: Scratch my back please? Esteban: (scratches Weetabix’s back) Weetabix: (undulating and twisting, trying to maneuver her back so that he hits the itchy spot) Lower…. Left…. Down… the other down…. Other…no… move…. Arrrrgghh! Esteban: Where?!?!?! Weetabix: I think my skin is dry and that’s why it’s itchy. Can you put some Body Butter on […]
Saturday, February 2, 2002
My sister Mo left a message in the guestbook stating that she has a water-filled bra and it does not freeze when she goes outside. She then immediately sent me an email (we were at work) telling me to read my guestbook. I replied “Did I really want to know that?”, meaning that my little […]
We had umpteen inches of snow last night. The world looks pretty and white, like the Republican Party Christmas cards. I actually had a hard time opening the front door this morning, because the porch was covered with white fluff. It sieved through the full-length screen (which I haven’t exchanged for the glass panel’ the […]
