Friday, May 16, 2008

They deserve a refund!

Yale ripped these two lovely old people off! They sent their eldest son to that school and, even after receiving what's reputed to be a "first-rate" Ivy League education, he graduated without being able to tell these words apart …

Appease: To yield or concede to the belligerent demands of (a nation, group, person, etc.) in a conciliatory effort, sometimes at the expense of justice or other principles.
Negotiate: To deal or bargain with another or others, as in the preparation of a treaty or contract or in preliminaries to a business deal.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

I didn't want today to EVER come


Today was most likely Greg Maddux' last start at Wrigley Field. He didn't do very well. That's OK. In a way it makes it easier to say goodbye.

To look at my beloved future Hall of Famer, you'd think he was the product of an unholy union between the Pillsbury Doughboy and the little girl from those "Love Is …" comics. He not only doesn't look like a terrific athlete, he doesn't look like an athlete at all. And yet he has accumulated 350 wins, more than 3000 strike outs and a roomful of Cy Young and Gold Glove Awards. It's been a privilege to watch him pitch.

He started with the Cubs 22 years ago, when he was barely out of his teens. Today may just have been his last start where his astounding career began. It's awesome and historic and sad. I am sooooo gonna miss him!

ROOKIE CARD CONTROVERSY -- I don't judge the mustache because it was the 80s and I was wearing huge shoulderpads and legwarmers. However, I do believe it's a rather ... um ... memorable look. When I look at the rookie card, I'm put in the mindset of Corona Beer and Jimmy Buffet and the song "Pencil Thin Mustache." Cupcake sees "porn star." Of course, it's possible we're both right.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

THURSDAY THIRTEEN #67 -- Best Movie Quotes


THE THIRTEEN GREATEST QUOTES IN MOVIE HISTORY

I believe it's time for a movie TT! Here are the top 13 quotes in cinema history, as proclaimed by the American Film Institute. Click here -- it's the AFI's actual web page and you can hear these iconic words spoken by the performers who made them famous.

13. OLIVER BARRETT IV (Ryan O'Neal): "Love means never having to say you're sorry." Love Story, 1970.

12. LT. COL. BILL KILGORE (Robert Duvall): "I love the smell of napalm in the morning." Apocalypse Now, 1979.

11. CAPTAIN (Strother Martin): "What we've got here is failure to communicate." Cool Hand Luke, 1967.

10. TRAVIS BICKLE (Robert DeNiro): "You talkin' to me?" Taxi Driver, 1976.

9. MARGO CHANNING (Bette Davis): "Fasten your seatbelts. It's going to be a bumpy night." All About Eve, 1950.

8. HAN SOLO (Harrison Ford): "May the Force be with you." Star Wars, 1977.

7. NORMA DESMOND (Gloria Swanson): "All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up." Sunset Boulevard, 1950.

6. HARRY CALLAHAN (Clint Eastwood): "Go ahead, make my day." Sudden Impact, 1983.

5. RICK BLAINE (Humphrey Bogart): "Here's looking at you, kid." Casablanca, 1942.

4. DOROTHY GALE (Judy Garland): "Toto, I've (got) a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore." Wizard of Oz, 1939.

3. TERRY MALLOY (Marlon Brando): "You don't understand! I could've had class. I could've been a contender. I could've been somebody, instead of a bum, which is what I am." On the Waterfront, 1954.

2. VITO CORLEONE (Marlon Brando): "I'm going to make him an offer he can't refuse." The Godfather, 1973.

1. RHETT BUTLER (Clark Gable): "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn." Gone with the Wind, 1939.

The movie quote I use most often didn't even make the Top 100! I trot this old reliable out whenever I can't make up my mind. The Gal's Personal #1 is …
EVELYN MULWRAY (Faye Dunaway): "My sister, my daughter." Chinatown. 1974.

My second personal favorite slid in at #96 on the official AFI list …

LORETTA CASTORINI (Cher): "Snap out of it!" Moonstruck, 1987.


Are there any movie catchphrases that reappear in your conversations?

Leave your TT link in the comments and I'll list you here:
1. Chelle Y lists the great things about being a mom (and Chelle, the girl in Love Story said that line, too)
2. Tinkerbell goes down memory lane, by about 25 years.
3. Malcolm reintroduces us to our breakfast buddies
4. Anthony North takes us to Atlantis
5. Hailey's Mommy shares her husband's cap collection
6. Sue treats us to a little Q&A
7. Hootin Anni has an amusing verbal TT
8. So does Kay!
9. B Boys Mom shares ways to cut down our gas consumption
10. Claudia has a wise TT
11. Susan Helene Gottfried uses her TT to introduce Win a Book
12. Lucy celebrates Spring
13. Angela shares her knowlege of Japanese motorcyle gangs
14.


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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

My Mom Is Home!

She was released from the hospital and on her way home, she picked up many bottles of prescription meds. Now seated comfortably on her sofa, she's surrounded by her cats, Lucy and Ethel, and is going through her 19 phone messages. She is very happy, and so am I.

Her WBC is not as low as her physicians would like, but it is lower. The smart money is on some low-grade yet tenacious bronchial infection, but no one is ready to commit 100% to that diagnosis. After running 3 days of tests, her team of doctors (infectious diseases, gastro intestinal, pulmonary and internal medicine) agree that this is a mystery that may never be solved definitively, and she just has to take better care of herself from here on.

She promises she will. I'm holding her to that.

Well, this was a first.

Yesterday I stood at the head of a conference room table and presented creative concepts I'd really never seen before.

I took Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off to be with my mom. When I left the office Tuesday night, MY creative concepts were written, but my manuscripts hadn't been turned into beautiful, full-color layouts by an art director yet. Plus there were 3 more concepts to be written by our other writer.

My boss really, really wanted me to present on Monday. Our client likes me, and I think fast on my feet. I said I'd be willing to do it, but I was nervous about reviewing the work. I offered to stop by the empty office Friday evening, but he told me it was OK, he would Fed Ex it to my mom's house in plenty of time for me to review it before I had to present Monday morning.

Someone made an error filling out the Fed Ex form, and instead of scheduling a Saturday AM delivery, they marked Monday 5/12, afternoon.

The presentation was Monday, 5/12, at 10:00!

So I reviewed it all in the car on the way to the client's business offices! A full 3/5ths of it was completely new to me. At the risk of sounding immodest, I'm amazed by how well I did. Especially when you consider the situation with my mom, which still weighs on me.

This is what I learned: if I have too much time to rehearse, I whip myself up, make myself nervous. While in the future I'd prefer to see the work before I head off to the client, this actually might have been better for me personally than if I'd had the whole weekend to prepare.

And I saw it all from the 8th row!

Big Z, Soriano lead way as Cubs roll to 15-6 at home

So how come they can't do this anywhere but cold, damp Wrigley Field? Fresh off sweeping the big, bad Arizona Diamondbacks over the weekend, the Cubs bullied the anemic San Diego Padres 12-3 on Monday night, proving once again that they can take the whup-up out of the can, even if they can't take the can on the road.

It was indeed cold and damp last night. But that's OK. I was wearing my official MLB Cubs long-sleeve t-shirt, my official Cubs #31 Maddux jersey, my Cubs windbreaker and (purchased at the park!) my new Cubs fleece sweatshirt! Yes, I looked like Ralphie's kid brother in A Christmas Story, the one who couldn't move his arms, but I was officially a fan.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Is it just me, or ....


.... is there a certain sexual tension between Mary Poppins and Bert?

I love this movie! I'm so glad it's on this evening. While I enjoy it on its own merits, Mary Poppins holds a special place in my personal history. On a rainy afternoon more than 40 years ago, my parents took my sister and me to see it at the movie theater! The lights went down, the curtains parted, and the magic began. Movies have held me spellbound ever since.

Of a granddaughter and a grandmother

When she puts her mind to it, my niece can be a really spectacular kid. Yes, she wears too much kohl on her eyes. And she backtalks her parents something terrible. And she can be wound a little tight at times. But I think those are minor issues, completely standard for a high school freshman. Oh, she's caused us concern over more major issues, too, but today's not the day to contemplate those. Instead, today is the day she was confirmed in her community Lutheran church and I'm very proud of her.

Unlike other kids, her early girlhood didn't include being dragged to Sunday School against her will. For reasons all their own, my sister and brother-in-law decided against giving their kids any religious training at all. A little over three years ago, as she was entering adolescence, my niece insisted on learning more about God, on cultivating her spiritual side. She chose this church (where her late greatgrandmother had been a member) on her own and told her parents if they didn't take her to the services, she would ride there on her bike.

For three years' worth of Saturday mornings, she went to confirmation classes. Last year she (and her kid brother) were finally baptized. She did it all on her own and, amazingly enough, even after initially encountering resistance from her parents. And today, she was confirmed and can take her place as an adult in her church.

I left the Lutheran church more than a decade ago and have found my spiritual home at Unity Temple. That doesn't diminish my pride in her or her accomplishment. I believe that worship is a highly personal and individual affair. The important thing is that my niece is in touch with her spiritual side and has a fulfilling relationship with God. I am so proud of her.

So is my mother. She is still in the hospital and unable to attend this morning's special church service. But she is a proud and loving grandma. We compared notes on my niece: Was she nervous? Was she proud of herself? Did she enjoy the celebratory lunch afterward? We relived every moment. This, even though my niece had been to the hospital herself to see her grandma for Mother's Day.

My mom and my niece have a special bond that enriches them both, and that's worth celebrating on this special day.

I Love Him!

Last night, my beloved future Hall of Famer Greg Maddux burnished his Cooperstown creds, becoming the ninth pitcher in the history of the game to win 350 games. He needs only 5 more victories to be the winningest pitcher of the modern era (and to surpass Cheater McCheaty Pants Clemens).

Classy as always,* The Professor is quoted by espn.com as saying, "It was kind of cool. I don't want to make it out to be nothing, but it is May and we haven't been playing that good, and you just really want to win for the right reason and not necessarily for the wrong reason. We need to start winning as a team and hopefully tonight is the start of things to come."

This means he won't be pitching tomorrow night when I am in attendance at the Cubs-Padres game, but that's OK. I think the stress would be too much. (I've never cheered against the Cubs at all, much less while IN the friendly confines of Wrigley Field.) But, weather permitting, I will wear my Cubs 31 MADDUX jersey with pride. That's why I chose a photo of him in a Cub jersey for this post. I know fans in Atlanta will disagree with me, but to me, Greg Maddux will ALWAYS be a Cub.

* He is classy and softspoken with the press. He is known among teammates as a prankster, and a vulgar one at that. That's OK. I like the dichotomy. Greg Maddux reminds me of Otter, Tim Matheson's character in Animal House.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Where else?


Found this at Kwizgiver's, of course. But,if you'd like to play along, click here.

1. What is the first thing you notice about a person (that you are attracted to) when you meet them? Hair. I find myself wanting to touch his hair sooooo bad. Lips are nice, too. Remember that old Whitney Houston song? "When you talk, I just watch your mouth."

2. What has been your worst illness or injury? Depends on how you define "serious." I had fibroids that were probably a greater health hazard, but my heel spurs HURT SO BAD and were such a drag!

3. Have you ever had a secret crush and then told the person? If yes, how did it go? Yes. At first he said it wouldn't/couldn't be reciprocated and that hurt. But we soon had a relationship, and it was one of the best love affairs I've ever had. I hope I can be that brave again if the situation ever arises.

4. What was the last drink that you ordered at a pub or a bar? Cosmo

5. What car have you owned that was your favorite? I've only owned one car -- it was an old Chevy Impala.

6. What is your favorite holiday? My birthday (if it's not a holiday, it should be)

7. Have you ever had sex with someone that in retrospect was (and stayed) a stranger? I hate to sound Clintonian, but it depends on how you define "sex." If we mean intercourse, the answer is "no."

8. Who is your favorite female singer? Barbra Streisand

9. How often do you read the newspaper? Monday through Friday

Now it's time for kidney tests

I spent all day at my mom's house because I wanted to be there to welcome her when she finally came home. We were going to celebrate Mother's Day early.*

Between 9:00 and 6:30 I busied myself by watching the Cub game, sorting her mail for her, cleaning out her refrigerator and running to the corner store to replace the yogurt, milk and cottage cheese I had to dispose of.

Then I got the call: the results of her most recent bloodwork lead her doctors to believe she has kidney trouble. Because of the meds she's been taking and other reasons I don't quite follow, she can't have the kidney tests until Monday. So it's in her hospital room she's stuck until Monday. Maybe … unless …

Her doctors keep reassuring us it isn't so much that the kidney infection is dangerous, per se, it's that the pneumonia weakened her system. They want to know exactly what is wrong before she leaves the hospital.

I finally it comforting, though, that instead of worrying about her breathing or obsessing about her infection, my mom is desperately unhappy that she can't wash her hair. I firmly believe that caring about her appearance is a healthy sign.

*I got her a handcrafted birdhouse (or rather, a bird trailer, complete with little wheels) and a gift card to The Olive Garden. My mom's best friend, Shirley, has a birthday coming up and I wanted her to be able to celebrate with her gal pal at a restaurant by the mall.

OW! Who knew jalapeno peppers were DANGEROUS?

Look closely at these little bastards. Remember, they are EVIL! I just dropped a can on my right big toe and OH! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!

Friday, May 09, 2008

I've been tagged!


Here are the rules:

1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5-6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
4. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.

Thanks to Tina for the tag! Go over and read her answers and see if she and I share any common ground.


And the questions:

1) What was I doing 10 years ago?

In the spring of 1998, I was consumed with redecorating fervor. I had just received a modest but much appreicated inheritance from my grandmother and bought new furniture. My favorite piece is still the armoire that graces my bedroom.

2) What are (were?) five things on your to-do list for today?

1. Pick up prescriptions (one at CVS, one at Walgreen's)

2. Get a universal remote for the TV in the bedroom, and learn how to program it

3. Stop by the vet for special cat food

4. Call the office and check in with my boss

5. Get my 10,000 steps in

3) What snacks do I enjoy?

I'm sticking with Tina's answers … Hershey's is my favorite. I love cookies and brownies, or ice cream. My salty snack of choice is Cheez-it's.

4) Things I would do if I were a billionaire?

Oh! This is fun! I'd get a bigger condo and decorate it exactly as I want it. (Fireplace, built in bookcases, big bathroom … I can dream like this forever!) I'd hire a car and driver. Regular massages and pedis would be scheduled. I'd put money aside for my niece and nephew's college educations. My mom would have her own Peapod grocery delivery account.

Then, like Tina, I'd start taking care of my friends. My best friend would go to cooking school and, perhaps, open his own restaurant. My oldest friend would hire a nanny/housekeeper.

Now I could concentrate on charitable giving. Domestic animals and children would be helped first. Since the weather is getting better, I like the idea of sending children's organizations to Great America, and museums, and the zoo. Homeless animals would get the shelter and medical care they deserve.

5) Three Bad Habits

My laziness, my pack rat tendencies, and my awfulizing.


6) 5 places I have lived

The house where I was born

The house I grew up in

My apartment

My condo

Sorry, that's all there is -- there ain't no more


7) 5 Jobs I've had

Receptionist at a real estate office, secretary at Sears HQ (back when we called secretaries), catalog copywriter, associate creative director, creative director

Five people I want to know more about…


You, and you, and you, and you and most of all, YOU! (I feel like Miss Elizabeth on Romper Room, who claimed she could see us through her magic mirror)

No reason, really


I just like this photo. It made me happy to see John Edwards on Morning Joe and to read in People about the Edwards family's trip to Disney. This has nothing to do with whether he is actually endorsing Obama. We can consider that another time. Today, it's just that I enjoy looking at him.

Another day!!!

My mother's doctor is still perplexed by her high WBC count and so, instead of going home, my mother got to give even MORE blood!

I'd be getting scared again, except that she sounds so good. Today she asked me to fill her in on the NBA finals and was disappointed that, while I am encyclopedic when it comes to American Idol, I am useless when it comes to Dancing with the Stars. Also, her doctor told her not to worry. I'm assuming that extends to me, too.

Still, I'm frustrated. I want my mom home!

Thursday, May 08, 2008

How I know my mom is feeling better …

She's STILL in the hospital. She's coming home tomorrow afternoon (so they assure me -- as they assured me Tuesday and Wednesday and today). But today we gossiped about Jennifer Aniston and John Mayer. And my uncle's first wife, who was nice enough to call my mom in the hospital -- she's so much nicer than his second wife. And Hillary Clinton (my mom feels suprisingly sorry for her and hopes she can get out of the race with her pride in tact).

These are not the topics that preoccupy a woman who is afraid she'll never be able to breathe normally again. Hopefully we'll be able to have a sleep-over tomorrow night at her house, and I'll give her early Mother's Day gifts.

Remember "The Boxer?"

It's an old Paul Simon song. "I have squandered my resistance, for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises. All lies and jest. Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest."

Those lines make me think of the Clinton campaign. Everyone is telling her she can't win. Today's Tribune says she has to win 67% of the remaining delegates, which is nearly impossible. Especially because her campaign has no money coming in, except her's.

Yet she keeps going. It's as though she believed the hype of a year ago -- that she is inevitable, that now is her turn, that somehow she deserves the nomination. Perhaps because of all she endured and sacrificed to help her husband win the Presidency -- beginning when she chose him and Arkansas after she graduated from law school. Now that those promises have turned out to be nothing but lies and jest, she hears what she wants to hear and disregards the rest.

Hugging Victoria

I'm sitting here waiting to hear that my mom is finally coming home from the hospital (long story, separate entry to come) and I'm watching an infomercial for Victoria Principal's Reclaim cosmetics line.

I like Victoria's products and have been using some of them for more than a decade. I know I don't look my age and I give this line some credit for that. But if Victoria Principal and I were to suddenly cross paths, would I hug her in gratitude? No. A handshake, sure. Perhaps even a surprised, delighted squeal. But no hug.

That's one thing I've noticed about this infomercial: all the women who are on air to provide testimonials seem so comfortable with Victoria, so eager to hug her.

Is it because the products are so wonderful? Because these women watched her as Pam on Dallas for all those years?

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

THURSDAY THIRTEEN #66 -- Remembering JFK


THIRTEEN GOOD BOOKS ABOUT
JOHN FITZGERALD KENNEDY


John F. Kennedy was once a sick, lonely little boy who found solace in books and believed in heroes like King Arthur and Robin Hood. So there’s a symmetry to his becoming a hero himself, one later generations have discovered through books. That’s how I became inspired by him, and because of his example I view politics as an honorable profession and I see politicians as public servants.

This TT first occurred to me when Caroline Kennedy endorsed Barack Obama by writing that he’d be a President like her father. If you’re wondering what makes JFK so influential, check out these 13 books. JFK comes alive on these pages.

BTW, this month marks the 91st anniversary of JFK’s birth. I prefer to think of him now, rather than on the anniversary of his death in November. It seems that his assassination has overshadowed his life, which is too bad, because it was quite a life.

1. An Unfinished Life by Robert Dallek. A serious look at his life and presidency. Dallek – a respected LBJ scholar who is very familiar with these times – takes pains to put everything in the proper, and fair, context. Civil rights, Russia and Cuba (both the Missile Crisis and the Bay of Pigs), the race to the moon … it’s all here, including Kennedy’s enduring legacy, which Dallek movingly writes continues “to speak to our better angels.”

2. JFK: Reckless Youth by Nigel Hamilton. How I love this book! Taking us from Brookline to Congress, it’s a “warts-and-all” portrait of the boy who became the man. (There are so many warts that the Kennedy family now regrets giving the author access and, regrettably, plans for the second volume have been abandoned.) Yes, there’s the affair with “Inga Binga.” His relationship with his family is explored – especially enlightening was the tension between mother and son. JFK and Rose seemed to be very gifted at annoying and disappointing one another. His pre-war trip to Europe is examined extensively, as are his Navy heroics. But most moving were his illnesses and the pain and loneliness he learned, at a very young age, to live with. This book taught me that no matter how good a life looks from the outside, you have no idea how it feels on the inside.

3. A Thousand Days by Arthur Schlessinger. Written in 1965, before many of the salacious details of JFK’s personal life were well known, this is still a valuable and important read. Schlessinger was a member of the Kennedy inner circle, and he makes us feel as though we know what it was like in the Oval Office. But again, if you’re looking for tales of naked swimming parties or sex sessions with Marilyn Monroe, this is NOT the book for you.

4. Conversations with Kennedy by Ben Bradlee. A famous journalist recalls his close friendship with his most famous buddy. A joy to read. There’s a lot of machismo on these pages – in the 1960s, these two WWII vets believed they’d done exceptionally well for themselves (one was editor of Newsweek, the other was, well, Leader of the Free World). A personal, affectionate, yet very credible portrait.

5. President Kennedy: A Profile in Power by Richard Reeves. The JFK that emerges from these pages is a consummate politician. Free of ideology or emotion, but with charisma and drive to spare, Reeves’ Kennedy evolves from a mediocre Senator to a good-enough President who kept cool during crises. Did I like this book? Not really. But reading it has given me a more balanced portrait of the man.

6. Jack: A Life like No Other by Geoffrey Perret. A portrait of a man who loved life and lived it to the hilt. Because it’s a biography of the man who became President (as opposed to his Presidency), there’s a lot here that’s not flattering. (Yes, the Addison’s disease and the women.) But his leadership qualities, his intellectual curiosity and sophistication, his wit, his vision for the country and the world …all that’s inspiring is here, too.

7. Johnny, We Hardly Knew Ye by Kenny O’Donnell and Dave Powers. An affectionate look at the man by two of his closest and most loyal friends. There’s a lot of detail in this book and I learned a lot. However, it’s not remotely balanced. O’Donnell and Powers loved the Kennedy brothers, especially the President, and are protective of his legacy. I respected and even appreciated it as I read this warm, funny and ultimately poignant memoir.

8. Grace and Power: The Private World of the Kennedy White House by Sally Bedell Smith. There’s not a lot of history here, but a lot of humanity. How did JFK and Jackie handle life in the White House? How did it effect their relationship, their relationships with their children and their families? What’s it like to be at the center of history when history is being made?

9. The Kennedys and the Fitzgeralds by Doris Kearns Goodwin. I’m a big fan of DKG, and this was a happy union of writer and subject. She looks at the Kennedys as the ultimate American immigrant tale, beginning in Ireland and ending with the Kennedy Inauguration. Rose and Joe Kennedy are really the stars of this tome, but to understand JFK, it helps to understand “the clan.”

10. The John F. Kennedys: A Family Album by Mark Shaw. The coffee table book is a gorgeous, black and white Valentine to Camelot. If you’re young enough to wonder what all the fuss was about, all the talk about the Kennedy Mystique and glamour and vitality and style, it’s captured on these pages.

11. The Kennedy White House by Carl Sferrazza Anthony. He’s a well respected biographer of America’s First Ladies, and he brings that perspective to family life in the White House in the 1960s. It’s as close as I believe This Gal will ever get!

12. PT-109 by Robert Donovan. When asked how he became a war hero, Kennedy used to shrug and say, “They sunk my boat.” He was uncomfortable with all the acclaim that accompanied his heroics because the incident meant so very much to him. The men he served with on that little bucket, the men he lost when “they sunk his boat.” To his death he maintained relationships with his shipmates and gave away PT-109 tie pins to those he wished to congratulate or inspire. This spare story inspired me. JFK overcame pain and fear and discouragement to prevail and keep much of his team alive. He persevered and took chances and showed faith. It was a defining moment in his life, and in the life of this nation because of how much it influenced his handling of the Cuban Missile Crisis. When I saw the coconut that played a pivotal role in his rescue at the JFK Library, I admit I welled up. “What man has done, man can do.”

13. Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy by Donald Spoto. This book seems to present a fair view of a complicated marriage. Two independent and basically lonely people, each with a distant mother and a philandering father, would have had a hard time making a go of their marriage under the best circumstances. These were not the best circumstances. But I came away believing that they loved each other – at least as much as they could – and that they certainly loved their children.

PLEASE NOTE: This week I may not be at my keyboard as much as I usually would. So if I don't include you here and don't get to visit your TT, I apologize. Family obligations …

Leave your link in comments and I'll include you here:
1) Sue's TT will make you smile
2) Hootin' Ani's TT is indeed GROSS
3) Anthony North stayed true to the theme, as well, with entertaining results
4) Sandy Carlson has a poetic TT
5) Nicholas takes a crack at last week's alphabet theme but puts a literary spin on it
6) SJR has a yummy TT
7) Janet has a letter-perfect TT
8) Adelle has a funny TT about aging
9) Claudia has a memorable TT
10) Linda R. Moore offers us a choice of 13 great photos
11) Susan Helene Gottfried (and the band) come up with 13 reasons not to rehearse
12) Journeywoman has a remarkable Mother's Day TT
13) Lori has a tender TT devoted to moms
14) Kay's TT was inspired by her love of the grape
15) Yellowrose's Garden lists her mandatories
16) Amy Shipp shares vacation ideas



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White Women? Check.

Blue-collar white males? Check. Populists (as opposed to "elitists")? Check.

I don't think Barack Obama will have too much trouble bringing those groups back into the fold with John and Elizabeth Edwards by his side. After all (except for women over 50), those groups made up John Edwards' natural constituency. I was surprised that Hillary was able to woo them after Edwards dropped out, but she did … successfully, too.

Still, I don't think the rift between Clinton-Obama supporters is so deep, so irreconcilable that Barack can't convince voters that he is more in tune to them and their needs than John McCain. Naturally having a good ol' boy with a moonlight-and-magnolias accent and his courageous, angel of a wife at Obama's side will help.

The Edwards' haven't committed yet, but they will once Obama becomes the undisputed nominee. And I hope there's a Cabinet position in the offing for this man. John Edwards could be a terrific activist attorney general in the Bobby Kennedy mold.

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Shhh! Gotta keep this a secret!

At 3:30 today, I finally got to show my coworkers a portion of the major project I've been working on. Seems wires got crossed because what I presented was not what some members of the team was expecting.

This rattled me not because I am perfect and my work is always spot on. No, I was upset because I told everyone yesterday that I probably had to leave at 3:00 (in case my mom needed me), and the later we reviewed the work together, the harder it would be for me to make revisions. Unfortunately this input didn't require revisions, this called for a "do over."

Everyone said they were sorry. Of course they wished my mom well and hoped that I had time to hand this project off to someone else (Yeah? Who would that be?) before I left to be by her side. They even touched me a lot. I'm not crazy about coworker touching.

I scurried back to my office, expecting to find that my mom was on her way home and needed me there, but discovered instead she wasn't being released tonight anyway. I admit I was shaken for a while, letting a wave of "Now what?" wash over me. But then, once it sunk in that
I wasn't needed at home, I was able to focus on the project at hand … and I was rejuvenated. I understood that the input I was given was wise and on target. Suddenly I was able to quickly, efficiently craft a new creative concept and email it to my boss (who had already gone home for the night).

It's the "quickly, efficiently" part that I'd kinda like to stay between a gal and her blog. I don't mind my coworkers thinking that I struggled with it, even as I tried to race to my sick mother's side. Summer is coming. I may want to cut out early to listen to the end of a hard-fought Cub game from a beer garden. (Doesn't that sound lovely?) Now is a good time to have a little extra insurance in my emotional bank account.

More tests!

My mom thought she was coming home today, but she isn't. Her doctors want to take one last, longing look at her lungs and blood. So I get to wait another day to play Nurse Nancy. (I had this book when I was little and completely loved it.)

My mom is not unhappy, nor is she disappointed, about staying another day in the hospital. She's of the generation when women stayed in the hospital for 5 days after even the uneventful delivery of a healthy baby, so she expects to remain in the hospital until she's strong again. Alas, the world has changed. But at least she gets another night to feel "safe."

Monday, May 05, 2008

What? No mention of my Puerto Vallerta Violeta pedi?

Other than that sinful omission, I think this is pretty accurate. (I must give credit to Kwizgiver, as she's the one I stole this Blogthing from.)



What Your Feet Say About You:



You are more expressive than most people. You let everyone know how you're feeling - the good, the bad, and the ugly.

You are a somewhat passionate person. A few things get you very fired up, but you're usually pretty laid back.

You are an assertive person at times. You'll pull out all the stops to get what you want, if it's worth it.

You take a while to fall in love, but once you do, you stay pretty attached to your partner.

You are not afraid of anything. You are brave and courageous, even when most people would be terrified.

You are very practical and down to earth. You're more concerned with action than thoughts.

You are a fairly hard worker, but you are also a little spoiled. You like indulge yourself every now and then.

You are not easily influenced by other people. You hold your ground and are true to your beliefs.

Manic Monday #10

I haven't particpated in a while, so I apologize if I'm rusty. But here goes!

What name would you want to have if you were the opposite sex? Jeff. I don't know why. I just like it.

Would you share the tooth brush of your spouse/significant other? Why or why not? No. I'd rather just make do by squeezing a ribbon of paste onto my index finger. Considering some of the indelicate things my significant others and I have shared, I realize this makes no sense. But there you go.

What is a song that you love to hate? The first one that springs to mind is Madonna's "Vogue."

To compare answers, or play along yourself, visit Manic Monday.

Sunday, May 04, 2008

Retail Therapy

• A pair of denim shorts (so depressingly big they look like the flag of a small country)

• A pair of lightweight blue slacks

• A pair of lightweight black slacks

• Good Skin All-Firm Moisturizer

• Set of multi-colored striped sheets

• A pair of teeny-tiny lavender onesies (a former coworker is awaiting the birth of a little girl)

All for $121.99

Between sale prices and my special discount for being a cardholder, I saved 61%.

Everything I bought I needed (note how I avoided the sunglasses), and everything was a bargain. I'm not in looooove with any of these purchases, but I do find my discipline and frugality satisfying.

To exercise discipline and frugality, you don't wander the aisles at Nordstrom or Carson's. To impress yourself with your self-control and your good money-sense, you gotta go to Kohl's.

Emphysema with a pneumonia chaser


Chronic cough, shortness of breath, weight loss, reduced lung function = Emphysema. Add the fever and fatigue of pneumonia, and you have my very sick mother.

It's not that I'm HAPPY about this diagnosis. I'd prefer that she not be sick at all. I'd be happier if she were at home, enjoying her garden and caring for her cats, Lucy and Ethel.

But I'm very grateful it's not lung cancer.

She has to stay in the hospital at least through Tuesday morning. I'm staying with her on her first night home. I want to make sure she's safe and comfortable. I also want to familiarize myself with her inhaler and her oxygen. And get her doctor's phone number. My kid sister met him and he said he was prepared to answer any questions she may have. She didn't have any. I, however, am the other daughter and I have lots of questions for him.

As serious as this is, though, I remain very grateful it's not lung cancer.

Saturday, May 03, 2008

No definitive word on my mom, but ...

... damn, my nails look great! Behold Puerto Vallerta Violeta by OPI.

When I spoke to my mother, she sounded much, much better. She's feeling better, too, in that she's gone from sick and scared to bored and frustrated with being stuck in a hospital bed, hooked up to oxygen and an IV, and still no real diagnosis.

She has two doctors -- her internist and a gut specialist. We figure that means that they have ruled out the mega-serious stuff (like heart disease and lung cancer -- after all, no oncologist or cardiologist) and are leaning toward some sort of infection (like pneumonia or perhaps an ulcer). She knows from what she overheard that she has tests scheduled for tomorrow but hopes to be home Monday. I told her to take charge and ask her internist to explain all this to her. It would make her feel better.

Getting this pedi made me feel better. So did seeing the movie Made of Honor. It felt more than a little like a Lifetime TV movie, but so what? Sitting in the dark with Sno-Caps, gazing upon Patrick Dempsey, secure in the knowledge that I have bitchin' toenails, lifted my mood.

I love this photo


It's a study in boredom and exhaustion as experienced by the most glamorous couple ever. As near as I can tell, it was taken in during the off-year elections in 1962. The President and First Lady appear to be listening to a completely scintillating speech at a Democratic fundraiser. My guess is it was just another long evening in a long campaign season. I love how they're leaning into each other, as though each knows the other finds this painful. He looks bored beyond belief, like he's trying hard to send his mind to the happy place. She has an amused, "how corny" look.

I wonder if the Clintons, the McCains, and the Obamas can relate.

I'm overdosing on reality

Still no word on my mom's condition. Of course, it's still early on Saturday. I don't believe she's had the gastrointestinal tests yet. I must be patient.

But between her issues and my friend's dangerous experience of last week, I'm kinda weary, deep down in my bones. I don't want any of this to be happening. It's all too real. Suddenly life seems terribly fragile and fate seems capricious. And I feel helpless.

So I'm getting a pedicure. It seems like the only logical thing to do.

Friday, May 02, 2008

I'm so mad at my mom right now

She has been in the hospital since about 9:00 last night! She isn't in any pain, but she can't breathe. She's on oxygen and receiving antibiotics. They've run a million tests (chest xray, urinalysis and an electrocardiogram) and they still don't really know what's wrong with her. She's even had a blood transfusion!

I told her that, as of today, she no longer smokes.

It could be COPD. It could be her heart. It might be pneumonia. Emphysema is still being discussed. And all of these are exacerbated by her fucking cigs.

"I only smoke 6 a day. Maybe less." That's what she's been telling me for years. I always respond by saying if it's no big deal, then just stop. But my mother is very conflict averse. She'll say, "I will …" to avoid the argument, and light another cigarette.

Well now she's in the hospital. And I'm mad because she's my mommy and I still need her.

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Grrrr!

I'm wound a little tight just now. Here's a brief overview of everything that's bugging me:

• I really do not trust -- and am not comfortable with -- one of the women I work with and I've been exposed to her too much lately. Leaves me feeling like Karen Silkwood. Give me the wire brush! I need a shower!

• I hate my fattitudinal fattiness.

• People are annoying and, as my oldest friend likes to say at times like this, "no damn good."

• The Cubs lost.

• It's still not Friday.

• I LIKED BROOKE! Why couldn't it have been Jason who went home?

• My best friend is at Jazz Fest in New Orleans, having fun, when he should be available to listen to me whine.

• I have never liked Madonna. Why is she staring out at me from all those magazine covers? Make her go away!

Yes, I'm PMS-ing. Draw your children closer. Lock your doors. No one is safe.

Come to think of it, even the fact that I still suffer PMS is bugging me!
Dammit! I'm 50! Fif-tee. Five-oh. Shouldn't this be behind by now? Instead of moodiness and edginess and a craving for peanut butter, shouldn't I be weepy and complaining about my hot flashes?

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

THURSDAY THIRTEEN #65 -- Ways I'm completely out of step with everyone else


THIRTEEN POPULAR THINGS
I SIMPLY DON'T GET


This is one of those times when “it’s not you, it’s me” is completely accurate. I realize the 13 things I list here are all enormously popular and have brought countless people joy, but I just don’t like them.

1. Seinfeld
2. Everybody (but me) Loves Raymond
3. Star Wars
4. Lord of the Rings
5. Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt
6. The 3 Stooges
7. The Food Channel
8. Sushi
9. Lager
10. Any wine I’m supposed to drink warm
11. The Auto Show
12. NCAA Basketball and “brackets”
13. Scrapbooking

If you’re fond of one of these 13 items, please don’t bother defending it. I won’t get what you say anyway. When it comes to these things, I’m hopelessly out of step. Instead, answer this question:

Is there a pop culture phenomenon that leaves you
scratching your headand asking, “huh?”


PS Sorry I didn't play along with this week's theme. I'm just a rebel, I guess.

Include your link in the comments and I'll add you here:
1. Ornery's Wife shares ways to live healthy
2. Hit the road with Nicholas
3. Anthony North shares the secrets about men
4. Sandee takes us around the Blogosphere
5. Malcolm shares some gems from his DVD collection
6. SJR takes an affectionate look at her favorite cop shows
7. Firefly Mom takes us back to the 1980s
8. Chelle has a LOVE-ly TT
9. Nicole Austin went off to a convention and shares tales, and photos!
10. Sandy Carlson shares an inspirational TT
11. Journeywoman goes househunting for her dreamhouse
12. Janet's TT is in fabulous taste
13. Lost Hemisphere features the work of his favorite photographer
14. Random Moments tempts us with "eye candy"
15. Bethany features intriguing images
16. Joyful Days has an important TT for those with little ones
17. Dane Bramage has some big plans
18. Claudia's TT takes us out into the garden
19. Lori's TT is very, very wise
20. It's All Good built her TT around the letter B
21. Crushed Glass has a seasonal TT
22. Ivanhoe's TT is all about friends
23. Lisa's TT is brought to us by the letter M


Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!


The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others' comments. It’s easy, and fun! Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!



Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Idol Observation

I didn't think I'd love tonight, as I've never been a big Neil Diamond fan. But it's turning out to be great fun after all:

• Paula got all discombobulated, reviewing Jason's second number before he did it. Gotta love live TV!

• The songs and performances are so cheesy it's almost as if I AM watching the Cubs play those cheesehead Brewers (who I feel guilty for skipping in favor of Idol). Brooke was delightfully corny on "I'm a Believer," Jason shook his dreds as he strummed and crooned "Forever in Blue Jeans" and Archuleta was like a human can of Cheeze Whiz with "Sweet Caroline" and "Coming to America."

• David Cook has completely won me over, and Brooke redeemed herself with her second number, "I Am, I Said."

• Poor Syeesha. I never remember anything about her once she finishes. Tonight isn't any different.

• Every week I'm fonder and fonder of Simon. Of the four onstage every week, he's the only one who seems honest and genuine (if also occasionally insensitive). He's the grumpy old prof you made fun of but really, secretly wanted to give you an A.

Buh-Bye

Sen. Barack Obama said today he was appalled by the latest comments from his former pastor, who asserted that criticism of his fiery sermons is an attack on the black church and the U.S. government was responsible for the creation of the AIDS virus. (For more from the Chicago Tribune, click here.)

Hopefully now Rev. Jeremiah Wright will fade from view and we can pay attention to ISSUES, like whether or not to give drivers a summer vacation from the federal gas tax.

Another reason to love Lucy


One weekend morning earlier in the month, I was farting around on the Internet and watching I Love Lucy … again. I was amazed by how quickly the time flew, and how content I was, curled up on the sofa, playing Pogo, enjoying Lucy and Ricky and Ethel and Fred.

I googled the old girl and found Lucy-Desi.com, the official website for a museum in Lucy's hometown of Jamestown, NY. I thought that was just adorable. As with all really good museums, they have a gift shop, which can be accessed online. I impulsively ordered this nightshirt and alarm clock. I thought they would make mornings easier to take.

I forgot about this order until I received my credit card statement. Maybe it's impulse purchases like these that stop me from ever getting my finances in order, but never mind. That's not the point of this post.

I ordered that stuff back on 4/12! Where is it?
Damn those Lucy-Ricky shysters!
I'll make them sorry they screwed with THIS gal!

I called the museum gift shop just now without an order number, without item numbers, and demanded to know why my credit card had been charged.

The woman who worked at the gift shop was so nice, so patient, so willing to go the extra mile to check where my items were and when I could expect to receive them. With friendliness and grace she completely took all the haughty wind out of my "the customer is always right" sail.

So if there's a Lucy fan on your gift list, head over to Lucy-desi.com. They deserve your business because they are so nice. I don't know where Jamestown, NY, is exactly, but if I can ever get out there, I'm visiting the museum. Admission is just $6, and it looks like a terrific good time.