Bet you thought I was going to title this Wednesday of Halloweek. I thought I was, too, but I'm a sucker for alliteration. Putting together the ultimate witch costume. And while doing so implementing the wise words of Miss Clairee Belcher.
The ability to accessorize is the only thing that separates us from the animals.
Witch boots? Witch hat? Witch tights? Decisions, decisions. It is a beautiful autumn day. I can attest to this from having taken a two mile-ish walk earlier this afternoon. Also researching spooky-themed desserts to take along to Emma's on Friday night. Oh, the illustrious trivia team I am a member of won first place last night! It's all about the free beer, people. That and their new pretzel with spicy cheese dip appetizer. I've never been so excited to hear the words jumbo hot and soft single announced as Joe set one down in front of me. Yes, you just read that.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
I successfully de-knotted the string that my little skull-guy-in-the-top-hat hangs from. Special because it reminds me of the day sisters Pam and Martine and I spent at the Tucson Botanical Garden a year ago. Pam bought each of us this necklace and we wore them for the remainder of the week. In other news, when I get home from trivia tonight I will be able to park in the garage! A nice little seasonal accomplishment. Though the umbrella is still out on the deck. Flapping in the ill wind that is currently blowing. I also need to stash away the butterfly solar lights. As well as remember to disconnect the hose in the front yard. I let the furnace run two cycles this morning in order to banish the chill. My inner frugal Norwegian is telling me that one cycle would have been sufficient. I'll just ignore her and load the dishwasher. That should appease her and shut her up for a while. I think I shall call her Borghild. So now I could say, pipe down, Borhild, it's 46 degrees outside! How about if I load the dishwasher and do a load of laundry? Is that adequate penance?
Monday, October 27, 2014
I have a kitty all curled up and sleeping next to me so how can I possibly get up and do stuff. Plus it's a damp and chilly evening out there. Motivation is not mine at the moment. I am sitting here in my newly rearranged living room, though, and I am most pleased with the result. Other people have fulfilling hobbies. I rearrange my living room furniture on a quasi-annual basis. It's a form of insanity I can live with.
Saturday, October 25, 2014
Just my two cents, if it's worth that much, on the Renee Zellweger brouhaha this week. It reminded me of a Twilight Zone episode called Number 12 Looks Just Like You. You can watch it here, that is, if you want some insight into how my brain works. I understand if you don't. My short answer quite simply is this. We are our faces. It's how we recognize each other. A familiar face is associated with all kinds of emotions and memories that we attach to it. A face that we recognize and love takes on its own beauty because of those associated emotions and memories. When Ms. Zellweger did whatever she did that so dramatically changed her appearance, for me personally, much of that was lost. Yes, she's beautiful. But in a cookie-cutter, generic sort of way. Gone is her unique beauty, that which made her her, that which became familiar to us over the years as she took on acting roles that came to define her. No question that her considerable acting talent still abides beneath the new exterior. But for me, the new is not the improved. We are our faces.
Friday, October 24, 2014
I kick off my day with comforting routines. One detail is consulting my movie trivia calendar. I find it gently warms up my brain when challenged by a puzzling question. Sometimes it's more puzzling than usual due to some editor falling asleep at the wheel.
I answered correctly despite this pesky typo. Newton and Einstein watched me do a happy dance with unimpressed disdain. All of this was pushing back kitty treats time on the morning schedule. As we all know, dogs have masters, cats have staff. I'm so grateful that they continue to employ me despite my poor work ethic.
Thursday, October 23, 2014
Somewhere in my brain I innately understand the algorithms by which these quizzes derive their answers. Because the last two I took I said out loud what the answer would be before it appeared! I whispered Lucy as the little wheel spun around. And Lucy Ricardo appeared as the classic sitcom character I am most like. Then a couple of hours later I took the quiz to find out which iconic musician I channel. As the answer was being calculated I uttered, obviously, Janis Joplin. And this photo popped up...
I cannot say what I might do with this new-found skill. All I know is that I have a powerful urge to belt out Me & Bobby McGee whilst stomping grapes. Somebody stop me.