Just a few meanderings and housekeeping matters.
I first started writing this post last Sunday, so it was originally titled Monday Moanings. Then I decided to go with a finished piece for Monday, and pushed this back a day. Had I got it done in time you would have been subjected to Tuesday’s Tortured Turnings. I finished up my glasses rant so you narrowly avoided Wednesday Whining. Thank your lucky blog stars that I didn’t wait until tomorrow to post Friday’s Frenetic Feelings.
Some may recall I blogged about my struggles to find a decent dress for the ball last weekend (Every time I say that my brain cues the music from Cinderella, “The prince is giving a ball, the prince is giving a ball!”) and somehow managed to promise I would post a picture of moi in my sartorial splendor. So here it is.
For some reason my hubby, Bill, had his I-phone camera set to Squatty Fuzzy Mode, but I hope you can get a feel for the sparkliness of the dress. I was feeling bad about the tiny Asian woman who got paid $10 for 3 years’ work, hand-sewing all those beads on my (Peg) Oleg Cassini dress, but it seems she got her revenge. She somehow sewed an invisible hump into the dress. The fat-cat, American she-devil who bought it would think she looked swell in it, never knowing that, from the back, she looked like Quasimodo in drag. “How do you like that, you hunchback, capitalist swine?” I could almost hear her cackling when I saw this picture.
The really important thing is to notice the miles and miles of shiny, metallic heels on those shoes. And I wore them all night. I did NOT kick them off, and I was standing around most of the time. Only once did I have to knock some grandmother to the floor so I could steal her chair for a little rest for my bleeding toesies.
I think I may have had just a teeny bit too much wine at the ball, which, for all intents and purposes was a business event for me. I’m hoping none of my major clients remember me forcing them to admire my shoes, or how I draped myself all over one CEO and said “I LOVE you, man, and I’m not just saying that! Jeez, this dress weighs a ton. Can I have some of your wine?”
All in all, we had a good time.
I saw my blog on the Recommended list of humor blogs for WordPress on Wednesday – can’t believe it! I then went back to the page 2 hours later and was still there, but moving down with a bullet. It seems to be a revolving list. Now watch – I’m directing everyone over there for a look-see and I will be off by now, and you’ll think I’m a liar, or delusional, or still drunk from Saturday. Wish I could’ve figured out how to take a screenshot for my scrapbook. This might explain my recent influx of new subscribers. If you found me through that site, welcome! I’m glad to have you. Pull up a tuffet, read, comment and have fun.
Anyhoo, I didn’t even know that the editors had recommended sites. I’m thrilled and humbled to be/have been in such august company. I already read some of the others on this list, and add my recommendation to the editors. I’m not familiar with some of these blogs, but I’m going to check them out. You should, too.
Which brings me to the point of how the interwebz can be so VAST and at the same time it is such a small world. The longer I’m on WordPress the more I bump into some of the same folks over and over again. The sense of “community” just keeps growing. And that’s pretty cool. And also pretty hokey, right there. Sorry.
I’m going to be out of town for the next week and a half. I’m going down to Charleston, SC to see my brother Jim and his family. You may remember that Jim offered to wine and dine the winner of the Family Weight Loss Challenge, so I’m going down to collect. It will be great to spend some time with Jim, my sister-in-law, Lisa (whose decision to diet right before Christmas last year inspired one of my most popular posts, My Sister-In-Law is Ruining the U.S. Economy), and my cutie-patootie nieces.
I’m also getting my teeth Zoom whitened. I was thinking that was a good thing but thanks to the (no doubt) well-meaning advice of some who have gone through this (you know who you are. Jane. ), it seems this may be akin to volunteering as a rack-tester for the Spanish Inquisition. The more I think about it, the more I think grey teeth work for me.
After a few days there, I’ll rent a car and head down to the West Palm Beach, FL area to spend the rest of the week with my dear parents. I’m really looking forward to some R&R with them. When you come from a family of 9 kids, one-on-one time with the ‘rents is rare.
I can’t figure out how to get the interwebz anywhere but here at work, so there won’t be much Rambling going on here at my blog. Nor reading or commenting at other blogs. So y’all have a good time, and I’ll chat witcha later!