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My Sister-in-Law Is Ruining the U.S. Economy
Using Technology To Avoid Commitment (The Padded Room Variety)
My Dad Has No Rhythm, Yet Is Master Of The Dance
Last Minute Gift Ideas To Keep You From Becoming Ebenezer Screwed
Homo Sapiens Vacationus At The Watering Hole
Mortal Kombat: Battle For The Monkey Bars!
Facebook Ruined My Life. Now They Must Pay
Why I Would Rather Try To Find The Funny Than The Meaning Of Life
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Tag Archives: my baser self
Gossip Is Like The Cat In The Hat’s Bathtub Ring
The next time I’m tempted to repeat some juicy gossip, I need to remind myself that it might leave a stain that is harder to clean than the Cat In The Hat’s bathtub ring. I went to dinner with a … Continue reading
Posted in General Ramblings Tagged Dr. Seuss, gossip, humor, life, musings, my baser self, politics, The Cat In The Hat, why is it so hard to be a better me? 61 Comments
Let Your Fingers Do The Talking: Universal Sign Language For Drivers
The problem with Driver’s Education is that students learn useless things like the proper distance to maintain when following a car towing a house trailer up a 30 degree incline during an ice storm (2 miles.) Why don’t they teach … Continue reading
Posted in General Ramblings, Model Behavior Tagged avoiding ass-wuppery on the open road, Drivers Ed, driving, humor, life, musings, my baser self, road rage 66 Comments
Sorry, Did You Say Something?
People are rude. By which I mean they won’t drop everything and listen when I’m talking. Family members are the worst offenders. Let’s say my husband is tippity-tappeting on his computer when I approach to share a truly fascinating … Continue reading
mal·aise: noun mə-lāz, ma-, -lez 1: an indefinite feeling of debility or lack of health often indicative of or accompanying the onset of an illness 2: a vague sense of mental or moral ill-being <a malaise of cynicism and despair … Continue reading
Posted in General Ramblings Tagged aging, health, humor, life, midlife crisis, musings, my baser self, prayer 106 Comments
Experts are concerned by the alarming spread of Notmyproblemitis or NMP. This malady results in the infected person losing all feeling…for their fellow man. Science does not know the exact cause, but the infection short-circuits a person’s ability to share … Continue reading
Posted in General Ramblings Tagged business, customer service, humor, life, musings, my baser self, rudeness 58 Comments
I’m The Crypt Keeper…No, Really!
I’m never going to move to Paris. It just hit me that I’ll never live in a garret in Montmartre, spending my days painting and my nights discussing Existentialism over wine and croissant. The chances were always slim. If you haven’t run away from home … Continue reading
Posted in General Ramblings Tagged church lady, humor, Knights Templar, life, musings, my baser self, volunteering 59 Comments
Biggest Loser: Family Edition. Virtue is It’s Own Reward (But Not For Me)
We are now 6 weeks into our family weight loss challenge. Most of my sisters, sister-in-law and Mom have adopted a slow and steady strategy. We’re all making progress, trying to eat sensibly, and some are becoming more active. If you’ve … Continue reading
Posted in Biggest Loser: Family Edition Tagged dieting, family, fast food, food, health, humor, my baser self, postaweek2011, working out 15 Comments
Biggest Loser: Family Edition. Getting Philosophical About It
If a big slab of meaty ribs is cooking in the woods, and nobody can smell them, are they really there? It has been a week of good news/bad news in the family summer weight-loss challenge. The good news is… … Continue reading
Posted in Biggest Loser: Family Edition Tagged dieting, family, health, humor, life, my baser self, postaweek2011 20 Comments
Announcing, The Personal Mannequin Persuasion System!
“Has this ever happened to you?” (Announcer with quasi-Australian/tent revival preacher voice is heard.) “I’ve only got one hour for my workout, and every treadmill is taken!” (Middle-aged woman in sweat suit stands by rows of occupied treadmills. Her expression shows level … Continue reading
Posted in General Ramblings, Peg-Co Catalog Tagged humor, ill-wishing, jealousy, life, musings, my baser self, postaweek2011, voodoo 8 Comments