Lazy River Sunday (Formerly Titled “Frisky Jim at the Water Park”)

[With edits below.]

After a few relaxing times around the lazy river, Jim turned suddenly frisky and I captured his water slide antics in this 25-second video…

(No, it was not really Jim on that slide, it’s a clip off Youtube.  [I was joking but I see how I totally gave the impression it was Jim, sorry.  Jimmy would be sick for a week if he spun around on that thing even once, let alone 4 or 5 times. ]  

That guy couldn’t be My Jim anyway ’cause My Jim is ‘way friskier and would’ve turned cartwheels, back flips and ended with a double lutz inside that thing. )  [Except he’d probalby puke, poor sweet Jimmy.]

Notes to self

— just because instead of spending $1.87 a day at Starbucks, I’m now home-brewing a can of ground Columbian which supposedly will yield 724 cups, it doesn’t mean I can up my usual 1 coffee a day to 3 (as I did today, naughty Jannie!)

— dittoes on that gallon bottle of cheap (but oh so tasty,) French “table wine” I snagged for $8.99.

— there IS quite a noticeable difference between a dark navy and a black sock, as many strangers must’ve witnessed on my feet at that recent please-take-your shoes-off-we-just-got-new-carpet party.

— just because Susan Dell goes all day without sitting, including when she’s at her computer, doesn’t mean the rest of us are living meaningless lives if we don’t.  (Does it?)

—  give my sister (sunshine lady pictured above with nephew, Austin,) the password for my WordPress login in case I kick the bucket, so my blog buds will know I’m up drinking beer with the angels.   (Not that I’m planning on “going” anywhere soon but one has to consider these things.)

Something funny…

Photo credit: www.mirageglobe.com

… at least to me it is.

Just laffed my asssets off at this post on a blog I love, 100 Words A Day.  Said post does have a strong cuss word in it, but if you can handle that I think you’re in for a laugh.

I love that blog.  It ranges from humor to poetic prose to downright TMI, but the good kind of TMI – humans exposing frailties and such.  

And most of their posts do NOT have cuss words in ’em, just in case you are delicate about that sort of thing because I know most of my dear Jannie Funster readers are purer than the freshest fallen snow.  🙂

Ten Honest Things

As some of you know, I suffered a bizarre knitting accident a few years ago which left me unable to do memes and housework.  But today…  Right Now…  I will push my outer limits to honor Mama Zen and her gracious meme challenge, tho it means as soon as I post I’ll have to close all the blinds, lie down with cool packs on my eyes and listen to Sounds of Happy Oceans while sipping asparagus tea.

So…  “Ten Honest Things About Me” (as opposed to my usual falsified crap.)

1.   I once hid the above “It’s Haunted” book for a week when Kelly was two.  Just couldn’t hack one single second more of it.  Sorry.

2.  I used to pretend I was Joni Mitchell.

3.  I used to pretend Bob Dylan loved me.

4.  Sometimes I pretend I’m taping a cooking show as I prepare dinner.  And I’m pretty good, I think, with my witty repartee and attention to dicing and slicing detail, even tho I’m alone and no cameras are actually rolling.

5.  To paraphrase how I responded to Stacey‘s guest post on Barbara‘s blog last week, I dream of a future where little children run with joyful abandon through the streets shouting “Jannie Funster!  Jannie Funster!”

6.  When I run I keep my car key and a Chapstick in my bra.

7.  I always cry when I hear Iz’s “Somewhere Over The Rainbow” on my car radio.  If you haven’t heard it, here it is.  I recommend closing your eyes to listen. [But as Lance pointed out, probably best not to close eyes if it’s playing while you’re driving]

8. On our two-week vacation to Canada this past summer I didn’t eat a single green salad the entire time,  substituting that fare for two a day of the pastries and candy bars of my childhood, below.

(I totally recommend freezing both a la Thelma in “Thelma and Louise” before munching.  OMG.  And I don’t recommend lack of greens as a regular dietary habit.)

9.  I forget why Earth’s core is so hot and molten.

10.    When I almost passed out a couple of months ago I was sure I was dying or suffering a brain stem aneurism that would leave me forever locked-in.  But it passed.  And here I am, a Big Bad Meme Breaker who will not pass this on as such, but will invite you to share “An Honest Thing” or more about you, if you feel so inclined.  Thanks.

Now, to that asparagus tea.

[See!  See what a bad memer I am — I didn’t even tag anyone as Caity suggested.  I’m just awful and now nobody on the internets will ever want anything to do with me ever again.  I’m finished.  Washed up.  A has-been before I ever really was.  Well, it was fun while it lasted.]

Why Thursdays Rule

Before I get into Thursdays… these “Carpool Kids” photos I took last Wednesday really, in my very humble opinion, seem to pop when enlarged.  And I think the top of a post is a great spot to slide in a photo for maxium impact and blog promotion, don’t you? 

Relatedly, here’s a great Liz Strauss post about blog photos.  

And Bloggers, if you have any articles or posts about photos in posts, please feel free to leave said links in my comments, thanks.

THURSDAYS!  I already love Thursdays because Kelly stays for afterschool, which she loves, and allows me another 2 1/2 hours to knit those kelp ball gowns and dance with my dog.

But, brace yourself (with an underwire bra, sideways,) ’cause it gets even better!  Starting next week Sarah’s mom will drive Kelly to school on Thursday mornings!  (She used to do Friday pick-up.)

Thursdays!  8:00 a.m to until 4:50 p.m entirely for ME !!! 

But, please don’t hate me for being spoiled – remember,  this is my hair in the morning.

Plus, I deserve a whole day for me, right?   And I will be working of course, on songs and stuff.

And taking a 45-min bath.

I am curious…  What is YOUR favorite day(s,) of the week and why?