Spring forward all y'all! It's coming, it's coming! Chuck Gaidaca says so! My lily's are pushing thru, so it must be true. First of all I want to thank my usual guys (you know who you are) for your helpful comments on "Three Egg Day." I appreciate and try to heed every suggestion. JR, I used the word 'toasty' because I thought it was a word a 15 year old would use. Maybe?
Anyhoo. Spent Saturday inside packing and paying up bills and getting ready for our annual March migration to the Key's. Temps are supposed to be in the low '80's and I can't wait to warm up my bones. And this damned dampness just aggravates my asthma. Today was spent venturing out to pick up a few last minute supplies necessary for throwing a little pre-vay cay throw down. As if we needed an early start to 10 days of sloth, indulgence, and debauchery! As if. Then catching a matinee of "Taken" was next on the agenda. The flick came highly recommended by a couple of movie fanatic friends of mine, so thought it deserved a check out. Liam Neeson is one of my favorite actors with a face that is so capable of expression. And he didn't let me down. The plot--without giving it away--is a little shoot 'em up and car chase for my taste, but it was so suspenseful that I was able to tolerate it. I swear my heart rate was up in cardio zone most of the time. Not real relaxing, but exciting in that action packed sorta way. I didn't realize that those kind of 'tools' that Liam's character had were even in existence. But I liked it. You'll have to see the flick yourself to understand what I am talkin' about.
The story of the movie begs the question, would you let your seventeen year old daughter (or son) travel unescorted to a foreign country? No siree, I would not. No amount of begging or pressure would make me succumb. It just seems too risky for anyone that age and I know what I was up to at 17. You THINK you know everything, but the fact of the matter is that you don't know what you don't know. And single women can be targets, well, at the local Target for example. I once had a guy tell me that when he got close up to me I was very beautiful. (Most definitely a stop at Optimeyes was in order.) Uh, okay, sure, now move along. That's right, get to steppin'. After shopping, while walking to my car, the same dipshit grabbed my arm and asked me for a ride to the nearest mall. I told him that I wasn't going that way and I don't give rides to strangers--even if I were. I made it into my car, while he muttered "effen' bitch", hit my windshield, and then flipped me off. Guess all my 'beauty' had lost it's charm. Classy dude. And all of this locally and in broad daylight. Which begs another question. Where are the PoPo when ya need 'em? Probably saw 3 between there and home. Don't know why I seem to be a magnet for these fruit loops, but there you have it. I have a dumb trusting nature and still believe in the inherent goodness of people, so that could be it.
Or maybe I just have a big 'tar-zhay' on my forehead. xoxo.....
Anyhoo. Spent Saturday inside packing and paying up bills and getting ready for our annual March migration to the Key's. Temps are supposed to be in the low '80's and I can't wait to warm up my bones. And this damned dampness just aggravates my asthma. Today was spent venturing out to pick up a few last minute supplies necessary for throwing a little pre-vay cay throw down. As if we needed an early start to 10 days of sloth, indulgence, and debauchery! As if. Then catching a matinee of "Taken" was next on the agenda. The flick came highly recommended by a couple of movie fanatic friends of mine, so thought it deserved a check out. Liam Neeson is one of my favorite actors with a face that is so capable of expression. And he didn't let me down. The plot--without giving it away--is a little shoot 'em up and car chase for my taste, but it was so suspenseful that I was able to tolerate it. I swear my heart rate was up in cardio zone most of the time. Not real relaxing, but exciting in that action packed sorta way. I didn't realize that those kind of 'tools' that Liam's character had were even in existence. But I liked it. You'll have to see the flick yourself to understand what I am talkin' about.
The story of the movie begs the question, would you let your seventeen year old daughter (or son) travel unescorted to a foreign country? No siree, I would not. No amount of begging or pressure would make me succumb. It just seems too risky for anyone that age and I know what I was up to at 17. You THINK you know everything, but the fact of the matter is that you don't know what you don't know. And single women can be targets, well, at the local Target for example. I once had a guy tell me that when he got close up to me I was very beautiful. (Most definitely a stop at Optimeyes was in order.) Uh, okay, sure, now move along. That's right, get to steppin'. After shopping, while walking to my car, the same dipshit grabbed my arm and asked me for a ride to the nearest mall. I told him that I wasn't going that way and I don't give rides to strangers--even if I were. I made it into my car, while he muttered "effen' bitch", hit my windshield, and then flipped me off. Guess all my 'beauty' had lost it's charm. Classy dude. And all of this locally and in broad daylight. Which begs another question. Where are the PoPo when ya need 'em? Probably saw 3 between there and home. Don't know why I seem to be a magnet for these fruit loops, but there you have it. I have a dumb trusting nature and still believe in the inherent goodness of people, so that could be it.
Or maybe I just have a big 'tar-zhay' on my forehead. xoxo.....
7 comments:
Just be careful out there ... with the decrease in prison population there are more creepy fellas lurking around every corner.
As for using the word "toasty," it loses its affect when you have "eggs" for your main character; it distracts from what it's trying to describe.
you just reminded me, spring foreward. that means vaca comes one hour sooner. schools cancelled again today, poor kids are making the days up in june. see you this afternoon. steve
VAcation all I ever wanted!! Time to depart for warmer temps and less clothing. Have a few shmocktails for me. Hey Steve, it is time!!
Hey gorgeous,
Love the new pictures! I'm with you on the freak magnet thing -- boy, there are some doozies! We have that in common as well as great wit and beauty. :) Have fun on your vacation, honey!
Coconut drinks with paper umbrella's are in your future...
Have fun in the Keys and watch out for the crazy men on the loose.
Funny about "toasty." My father said a few months ago, "Feels toasty. Toasty -- there's a good word." Makes me chuckle how he always takes note of language, even his own.
Another one: "That guy looks like Pogo Pete." Whatever that means ;->
JR--I will heed your good advice. Never dawned on me, the eggs and toast connection. Anon/Steve--The snow days will probably be forgiven to some extent. Rosegarden--I tip one (or 4)for you! Michelle--It is our advantage as well as our curse. WM--those umbrellas are for amatures! Eric--stay toasty!!! xo
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