I just watched the CNN/You Tube debate. The top tier Democratic candidates is still the top tier, though I agree with the CNN commentator who said Hillary was so dominant that they (Clinton, Obama and Edwards) were like Gladys Knight and the Pips.
Still, the one whose answers I found myself looking forward to was Joe Biden.
I don't agree with him on everything, but he's so smart and so clearly on top of it all when it comes to Iraq and international diplomacy. Very impressive. So I wonder if he has a place (Secretary of State?) in a Clinton, Obama or Edwards administration.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Monday, July 23, 2007
Ha! Gotcha!
When I move among you, you accept me as one of your own …
Your Quirk Factor: 54% |
You're a pretty quirky person, but you're just normal enough to hide it. Congratulations - you've fooled other people into thinking you're just like them! |
Look! I'm smiling again!
That oppressive sense of sad has lifted somewhat. It always does. Why can't I remember that? Over the weekend, when my mother finished telling me how very, very worried she is about my two sisters, she asked, "And how are you, my love?"
"Fine," I lied, and then distracted her with a story about my cat Reynaldo, who very creatively and athletically managed to get diarrhea on the wall beside the litter box. (We're pet people, Mom and I; anecdotes like that don't creep us out.)
Anyway, I'm glad I didn't burden her with my slow unraveling because I think the worst is past. After all:
• The sky is bright blue.
• I found $15 I forgot I had, which I promptly spent on a new CD. (Love Finds Its Own Way, aka Gladys Knight's greatest hits. It's a perfect mood lifter for an old fart like me.)
• I got a new pedi, and my nails are now "Sheer Honesty." (Go ahead, ask my toes anything; they won't lie to you.)
• My best friend texted me from his daughters' swim meet to let me know everything is "better." I don't know if that means "fine," but I'm not asking. The important thing is he knew I had a rather extensive dentist appointment Saturday and he was establishing contact and lending support.
I must remember to stay IN THE MOMENT!! The Cubs lost two in a row, but they are still right on the heels of Milwaukee. After the horror that was last season,that should be enough. My best friend's life may not be peachy, but regardless of what he's going through on his end, he thought of my poor, ravaged gums, and I should just be happy with that. Greg Maddux is pitching tonight! I must treasure every opportunity I have to catch the Professor in action. (Have I mentioned that I love him?)
I can't fix everything or everyone. I can't control tomorrow. This moment, what's right in front of me, is good. If I manage to focus on that, I may manage to keep smiling.
"Fine," I lied, and then distracted her with a story about my cat Reynaldo, who very creatively and athletically managed to get diarrhea on the wall beside the litter box. (We're pet people, Mom and I; anecdotes like that don't creep us out.)
Anyway, I'm glad I didn't burden her with my slow unraveling because I think the worst is past. After all:
• The sky is bright blue.
• I found $15 I forgot I had, which I promptly spent on a new CD. (Love Finds Its Own Way, aka Gladys Knight's greatest hits. It's a perfect mood lifter for an old fart like me.)
• I got a new pedi, and my nails are now "Sheer Honesty." (Go ahead, ask my toes anything; they won't lie to you.)
• My best friend texted me from his daughters' swim meet to let me know everything is "better." I don't know if that means "fine," but I'm not asking. The important thing is he knew I had a rather extensive dentist appointment Saturday and he was establishing contact and lending support.
I must remember to stay IN THE MOMENT!! The Cubs lost two in a row, but they are still right on the heels of Milwaukee. After the horror that was last season,that should be enough. My best friend's life may not be peachy, but regardless of what he's going through on his end, he thought of my poor, ravaged gums, and I should just be happy with that. Greg Maddux is pitching tonight! I must treasure every opportunity I have to catch the Professor in action. (Have I mentioned that I love him?)
I can't fix everything or everyone. I can't control tomorrow. This moment, what's right in front of me, is good. If I manage to focus on that, I may manage to keep smiling.
Show of hands: How many of you are saying, "duh!" right now?
Gary Coleman frightens me
He has done a series of commercials for a lending company (one that charges an APR of up to 99.25% -- which is scary right there), and the little fella terrifies me. There is nothing cute or warm about him. He cackles about being broke and having no one to turn to. There is clearly something ... otherworldly about him. Perhaps evil. Where is Fox Muldaur when I need him? I know he would understand what I'm talking about!
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