Plus, it was Thanksgiving Friday and all…

Me:   Do I hear Sponge Bob down there again?  What did I tell you this afternoon about watching more t.v.?

She:  But this is a full movie of him, Mom, one I never saw before and I really really really  want to watch it. Pleeeeease??

Me:   Hmnnn…  But your dad might want to watch t.v. tonight.

She:  No!  He already said its okay.

Me:   But what about your brain?  What’s Going To Happen To YOUR BRAIN  from watching more t.v.?

She:  One plus one is two!  Two plus two is four!  Three plus three is six!

Me:   Okay, what’s… seventeen plus five?

She: (after two seconds) Twenty-two!

Me:   Yeah.  But how did you arrive at that number?

She:  Well, I already know seven plus five is twelve so ten more is obviously twenty-two, Mom.

Me:   Okay, go watch.

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Wondering:  If you have kids, what’s your t.v. policy for them?   And if you don’t have kids, what’s your t.v. policy for you?

P.S. I’m as big a Sponge Bob fan as anyone and someday I might even put up an MP3 here of me doing Patrick’s voice.  (Or not, and say I did.)  Uncannily similar on occasion, that starfish’s voice and mine.

Oh, and guys, speaking of MP3s, I just put up 5 more song snippets on my “Songs I Wrote” page!  (I’m so totally getting my sheets together.  Kind of.  Baby step by baby step.)

A Good-Fitting Bra (uh-oh, here come those Google ads again)

Photo credit:   Complimentary Crap  (really!)

A Good-Fitting Bra

A good-fitting bra is a [bosom] buddy indeed,

a little [or sometimes not so little,] friend

who won’t let you [or your boobs] down

until it gets too stretched out because

you’ve worn the friendship thin and not

given it that every-other-day break,

or better yet,  every-third-day break

as recommended in the Better Bras Almanac.

(Aside: a 2-day break also suggested for shoes.)

My experience has been it’s easier to replace  a

good bra than a good friend so be nice to

your bras.  And your friends!  And if your friends

are not nice to you, come here to my blog,

because I’ll be nice to you, if you’re nice to me.

And if I’m ever not nice to you it’s because

one of us has been an ass.  [Most likely me.]

But hopefully, all can and will be forgiven.

We Got To Be

On Sunday, striding across the parking lot

to the restaurant hand-in-hand-in-hand

we got to be the dashing entrepreneur,

the trophy wife and the golden child;

not the man who’s worrying how he’ll

cover checks tomorrow, the woman

with dust in every kitchen corner and

the kid who’s been flinging lip lately

like it’s going out of business.

Orbits

The secret forgotten language of children,

The secret simple language of men,

The secret not-so-simple language of women,

— That’s what keeps the planets doing what they do.

And some SEO in a pear tree

So, I missed the “Austin WordPress Meet-up” Tuesday because of a big accident on Mopac and after slogging it out for 45 mins  I took the next exit and went home, devouring 6 or 7 of these on the way.

(I like the grape ones best.  Boy-Howdy iz dey good!)

Anyway, one of the Meet-Up guys has emailed requesting me as a friend, so that’s encouraging in my WordPress quest.   Or maybe he’s just likes Big-Eyed avatar gals?

Here’s what I need I’d like for my blog.

1.  Time and date in comments box.

2.  Get fonts corrected and get rid of the default double-spacing every time I hit Enter.

3.  Stumble Upon.

4. Figure out why my WordPress Stats plugin is not working, tho activated.  (Maybe Google Analytics can work just as well?)

5. Get that WordPress SEO plugin that Blogger For Hire Vered mentioned, which will hopefully work when activated.

6.  Find out what the heck “Key, Value and Action” are in “Custom Fields” in my “Advanced Options” towards the bottom of the page where I write my posts.

7.  See why I’ve been unsuccessful at changing my favicon.

8.  Drink a margarita, a really big one.

How ’bout you?  Any bugs in your blog?  Anything you want to add or get rid of?  Any plug-ins on your wish list?

P.S.  I mentioned this Wordpress theme, “Bible Scholar” was designed by a pastor, right?   I wonder what he’d think if he came here to read about my bra flinging, ass-kicking, Wedgie Wedding & such.  Actually, I wonder what God Himself thinks about my blog, but that’s a whole other post!

Passing conversation on one of his old (and still beautiful,) girlfriends

Photo credit: Crooked House on Flickr

Me:  Jo-Ann!  She’d be a good one to sign the petition.   Did you see her last fall when you were up? [In Nova Scotia]

He:  Yep.  She’s still got her Market.

Me:  How’s she looking these days?  Wrinkled from all those years in the sun?

He:  Actually, she looks like she’s aged about a month since I met her. 

Me:  Wow, surprising.  Wonder what her secret is.  Good genes I guess.

He:  Mike was pretty smitten with her.

Me:  He’s quite the ladies man, eh?

He:  Of course you’ve only aged a week since we met.

Me:  Nice recoup, Hon.

Both: laughter.

Thankful Unveiling

[Another Update: Jim says it was [actually] a Sunday we met and at the risk of making you puke, he just added “How could I ever forget – it was the most important day of my life.”]

[Edit:  Our date in the pub was not our actual first meeting.  That was at quarter to three on a soft grey October Friday afternoon, 1989.  He was wearing a tweed blazer with leather patches on the elbows and me my blue chiffon.  (Okay, I was actually in my merlot wool suit but I just love saying “my blue chiffon.”)

And dang my math is bad – we got together in 1990, so it’s actually 18 years ago we’ve been manacled in bliss (but I wish it were 19.)  [Or 22.]

[In black below was my originally published post.]

A girl just never knows when she hits it off with a good looking, seemingly nice guy in a pub what could happen.  Will they go on a second date, get married, but soon hate each others’ guts?  Or will she, as I, find herself still happy many (19) years later and falling in love with him all over again?

My man started building this treehouse for Kelly in March (I took the top 2 pix about an hour ago.)  I’ll let the montage speak for what kind of guy I was lucky enough to snag.  And how thankful I am that I did!