Isn’t that the way things work?
You aren’t sure what you want to eat, someone makes a suggestion or you’re watching something on tv and that’s it.
Tonight, as i was leaving the office, it started to rain and I thought take-out and soup, mmm. I get to the room, I’m waiting for my bags and I sit down to unwind, I put the tv on and it’s Kung Fu Panda.
Chinese it is!
Tonight I played gin.
I know, you’re wondering how I played a drink, ha ha. No, silly, I played a card game, some of you might know it as gin -rummy.
Rummy is a, card game played with seven cards, gin -rumy or just gin, is played with ten. http://rummy.com/ginrummy.html. It’s a great game, it takes skill, planning and a lot of luck, you don’t know what hand you’re going to be dealt to begin with and you have to build off of that, then you don’t know what cards are coming next in the deck or what your opposition is going to play.
Last night I had the pleasure of playing again after a long time. My opponent was an 11 year old, PN. She was good, her mom DTN, taught her recently. She was the champ the games to my two wins.
The nice memory for me was being taught by my grandma M, my mom’s mom, and we would play for hours. There were weekends I stayed with her, we would play until 2am!
She was amazing, she knew cards played, what I had put down, She would look at me and say “are you sure you want to play that?” She amazed me!!
I’ve played over the years with different people and I’ve enjoyed it and last night it brought back good memories of my grandma. Sigh…
Especially when it comes to politics.
They say among friends, you should never discuss politics, religion or abortion. Is that true?
I am a Democrat… You are a Republican… or an Independent…or a Libertarian…or whatever your political affiliations are…We’re best friends.
We’ve had some pretty intense discussions about politics, but now the election rolls around and it gets heated. We’re both passionate about what we believe in, I mean really passionate.
We all do this..we discuss, we talk, we shout, but we aren’t going to make the other person see it from our point of view.
I was having a heated discussion with someone once, more like he was getting louder and louder and…I finally looked at him and said “the louder you get, the more clear your point does not get”.
Have you seen the mess on Facebook? True colors coming out, some not very pretty.
Politics is an interesting animal.
So…Can our friendship survive?
Every so often I realize just how many smokers there are I the world.
That being said, why must I walk through the wall of cigarette smoke when I talk past the doorway that you have decided how huddle in?
I cough, I sputter, I cover my mouth and nose so as to not inhale this tragic stuff.
I love going by hospitals and seeing everyone out there smoking, really? Is it wrong that I laugh to see them trying to stay dry under the building awning?
Think things will ever change? Not as long as kids think it’s cool…
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Why do reenactments have to be so cheesy?
I am watching a bad reinactment of a murder on the ID, Investigative Discovery, channel. It’s the story of a woman who becomes an FBI informant and has a relationship with the FBI agent.
This show is told from the perspective of the victim. It’s an interesting concept, not completely original, but a good idea.
My question is, why does the acting have to be so cheesy?
Today is a very special day.
Today was my mom’s birthday and her first cousin, JFS, who always said my mom was her 20th birthday present, I was always tickled by that.
I’ve told you stuff here and there about my mom, now I’ll tell you some more, and if I repeat myself, sorry. I guess that would be a compliment, telling you the same great stuff about her!
There was no one like her, that’s for sure. One of the smartest people I knew, could do almost anything, and knew everything, her flaw… She couldn’t add any variation of 8+5, that always baffled me, and her, as you can imagine.
She had a love of art, she could Spend hours in a museum looking at every painting and reading every single placard. It was great and exhausting! We loved a lot of the same artists,admired the same techniques, the brushstrokes and it was fun and interesting to hear her take on certain pieces.
She was great at playing trivial pursuit, especially geography, literature and science, she couldn’t be beat. She loved playing thinking games like Otello and Scrabble and we would play Boggle for days.
She was a foodie, loved to experiment with meals, : what’s for dinner mommy?” “Poison”. Oh, ok. and what she came up with was usually fabulous. There were times she could be down to earth with her pallet, pb&j, pizza, breakfast for dinner.
Travelling with her was both fun and frustrating, there were planned walks, most things were educational, a good thing, but boring to a 13 year old! She made sure we got something out of every experience.
One of the funny things… we would drive through the tunnels heading into NYC and she would comment on how dirty the walls/tiles were and would we, GES and I love to clean it and we would roll our eyes at her and as we got older, tease her about it. When GES and would ride through the tunnels in Boston, she started doing the same thing with her girls and now, when we’re all together, the girls say something about cleaning the tunnel, the tradition lives on.
I could go on for days about my mom, but what will I talk about next year?
My mom as gear, she taught us what it means to be a mom, the good and the bad and we learned. I saw her in me with my kids, my sister does with her kids, especially those things we never thought we’d say! My daughter told me ib taught her how to be a step mom, which meant the world to me and i see how my sister is raising her kids, can’t deny it, don’t want to!
She is never far from our thoughts. GES… let’s get those decorations from the barrel up!
Happy birthday mommy. I love you.
A really simple and fabulous meal in Chicago!
After work LJ and I needed some pampering, so mani for her and pedi for me. Let’s just say, I like blue, it’s not my favorite color, but apparently it was today! Fingers…aqua, ring..blue, sunglasses…aqua, sneakers…blue and now…toes, sounds good to me.
After our pampering…food! It was 8pm by now and lunch felt like yesterday! I know I’m exaggerating, just felt like it! So we headed to my hotel, dropped my bags off and went across the street to a place I’ve wanted to try, just haven’t hey, so we went, Viapano.
This was a great place! It’s nice and open, high ceilings, wooden just about everything, slightly rustic, but definitely modern, if that makes sense.
It’s a counter service, so, first, you get a card that you put on a tablet in the counter when you order, the chef puts in a code and you pay at the end from the card. There was pizza, pasta, soup, antipasto, insalata, lots of choices.
You order at the counter and wait, then you load your food on a silver tray to take it to your table. Everything was self service, like a fast food chain or actually, I felt like I was back in school!
This is definitely not fast food as everything is cooked fresh to order. One line for appetizers and salad, another line for pasta, and so on. In got a small salad and bruchetta from one line, then on to the pasta. The pasta is in individual bags behind the chefs, you select what you want and they cook it right there in front of you, it tasted like fresh made pasta, yum! They cooked mine al dente, nice.
While the pasta cooks, they have the giant wok like pans to cook whatever you ordered with the pasta and the chefs check what you want, how spicy you want it. It’s ready in about 7-8 minutes, however long it takes to cook the pasta.
I ordered spaghetti with aglio e olio, garlic and olive oil, which I love and added fresh spinach. I liked the he threw a little salt in with it, cuts the bitterness and I don’t have to add it, very rare! The garlic, oil and salt were the perfect combination.
The presentation is very appealing and the taste…molto delizioso!
Have we talked about this before? Sorry, if we have.
It’s been happening more and more when I go to the movies. Now, I don’t have tv, so I only see commercials when I’m at my sister’s, well, she DVRs everything, so no commercials there, or the hotel, when I channel surf, so I’ve seen a few commercials. Regardless, there are commercials mixed in with previews before the movie.
Why? It’s called a movie, and before the movie…trailers or previews, not movie, previews and commercials. Those are for TV at home.
Previews or trailers are for convincing me to see another movie, in the theater. Commercials are for convincing me to buy a product, from the comfort of my sofa. And what’s to guarantee I’m going to remember that product? Hmmm…
Previews..theater. Commercials…home.
Soapbox over.
I’m a bad mom, my sister’s a bad mom, are you a bad mom?
If you have the opportunity, go see this movie! GES and I both wanted to see Bad Moms and today was a good day for it.
We met at a theater in between us a while before the movie, walked around and talked, it was nice.
Then it was time for the movie, we got some popcorn, candy and drinks, exact movie watching food. We settled into our seats, reclined and settled in for 20 or 25 minutes of previews, I’m not sure if I could tell you what they were!
Mila Kunis is the lead, she’s the perfect mom, or so she thinks, two kids, husband, job, gets the kids where they need to go, everything is perfect…sure…now she’s the feed up mom
Christina Applegate is the stay at home perfect mom PTA president for the past six years and a tyrant. Jada Pinkett Smith is the judgy mom, Annie Mumolo is the very clueless mom, Kathryn Hahn is the single, and let’s face it, slutty mom, and Kristen Bell is the frazzled stay at home mom.
They want it all, but they are just human and can they really do it all? Ever worried that you’re a bad parent? Screwing up your kids lives? Been told, by your kids, that you suck, you don’t know what you’re talking about? Normal, yes, I said you’re normal.
I love my kids, but I remember days looking at them like they were aliens. I remember the day I got my first eye roll, the sigh, the I’m never going to be like you. I freaked out here and there, but no need, normal.
And that’s what this movie is about, women finally remembering that they’re people, human and allowed to cut loose, have a moment, let the kids go without brushing their teeth once, doing their homework on the bus, being, well…a bad mom. That makes you human.
So…are you a bad mom?
Go see this movie and find out!
Um…yeah…
Stoner stone cold killer? Sure.
That’s pretty much it, Jesse Eisenberg is the stoner and Kristen Stewart is his stoner girlfriend. He works at a convenience store and has a severe fear of travel and leaving town.
Then…it turns out he was a sleeper agent who was reactivated and wow. Or I should say pow, smack, kill!
Lots of guns, blood, knives and death by frying pan, go figure.
All he wanted was to go home with his girlfriend, smoke weed and hide under the covers.
Not exactly how it ends, but they get there.
Peaches Prattlings 