I've got to tell you something that makes me chuckle each and every time I think of it. A few months ago we were taking my old station wagon into the big town to put new tires on it. I was driving it ever so gently when she decided to cough and sputter and quit running. I had just entered the highway, carefully merging into the slow poke lane when the engine quit and thus the steering lost it's power. After stopping and putting her into P, I was able to start her back up. So, we continued for another few hundred meters when she quit again. Same drill. Over to the side and into P and turn her back on. By then, the husband who thinks I can do anything (because I tell him I can) is out of sight and over the next hill wondering why I'm going so slowly. At least 4 stops and starts later I catch up to him and switch cars, thank god his is a shiny Tahoe with major AC. WELL, it turns out the damn car was out of gas but still registered a half tank. Baaad Girl. Now comes the chuckle: Here we sit out on the side of the highway close-but-no-cigar to a gas station...in Mexico! Yep. Black smoking wrecks of cars with major busted out windshields that have only one gear are chugging by and giving us knowing nods that they've been there, done that. sigh I lived through it in spite of my neurosis.

Lean Cuisine

I will never so much as look in the freezer section for it again. It's not ever going to be in my refrigerator again. gag

It's hot and muggy and I'm in a hurry. I'll certainly have sweat running down my back all day. I wish it would carry away the fat cells with it.

Pause. Fast forward. Pause. Fast forward. I haven't seen the movie, Click, but it just dawned on me today that it is time to reflect. Why? Because the indignity of all time, I dribbled Metamucil down my chest. Wait a minute! Where did that come from that I am taking my daily dose.

Here I am/was merrily going along in my 30's, 40's and then BAM upper 50's, fa godsake. And taking a cup-full of cheer to start my day and slosh down my boobs.

The BadGirl, Emilia, left us last night sometime and the bay is back to being lovely, calm, smooth like a lake. The day dawned grey, overcast, and H U M I D! Key West kind of wet.

I only have a few days to wait for Kina. Come ON, will ya.

I wonder what the rest of the world is doing? We've got some kind of angry Neptune out in our sea this morning. I could tell before I ever opened my eyes since I could hear the surf pounding the shore. As I suspected the swells are big, rollings waves as they pass my patio and head straight into the southern facing shore. When they hit it feels like thunder and is beautiful to watch the spray covering the homes. Now I wonder how long a paint job lasts over there.

Speaking of paint, we are getting our exterior painted a lovely soft salmon. It's taking days and days to accomplish the whole house and I know we will both be pleased with the results.

The way I feel Right Now is happy to be out of the US and disgusted anew with GW and how he acted at the G-8 Summit. His condescending and bored attitude to all attendees is more hurtful to our nation than we may understand. Rubbing Angela Merkel's shoulders as if they were close relatives like mother and son, and the s**t heard round the world to Tony Blair is really unbearable. I wish they would keep him home until this horrible 8 years runs it's course and we can try oh so hard to elect a gentleman/woman to be our head of state. I can't tell you how embarrassed I am. My own children could be rambunctious in inappropriate situations, but we usually had more stranglehold on them than Dick or Carl have on this idiot.

OK. I had to go out and take a walk to finish this, otherwise I was off on a rant. Sorry. We Americans must truly use our heads next election. Oh I've gotta quit or I'll go off again.

Lovely, humid, hot day ahead.

Just on the off chance I can figure this out...here goes!

I'm overdue to hit the shower but here I sit, loving the view of boats motoring by and fat people snorkeling down below our patio. The water looks like an invitation to kayak since it is smooth with no swells. Being a weak chicken I'm not interested in running the waves with either a self propelled kayak or a motorized jet ski. I want swimming pool calm.

OK. I've got to shower and bed make so I can get this show on the road. Happy day!