Monthly Archives: May 2005

Tummy

Aprille came over last night for dinner. We ordered Chinese food. It was very yummy. Tonight I am going to her Salon to get my hair cut. It’s been looking rather shaggy. I just bought a video on eBay, The Subterraneans. It was one of my favorite movies growing up. I wonder how it will hold up watching it as an adult? A few weeks ago I bought a Loving Spoonful album on eBay. It was their first (and last) album without John Sebastian. There was only one good song on the album and that was the song Charles emailed to me! The rest of the album is a lot of anti-Vietnam garbage. I was surprised Jane Fonda wasn’t in the background singing harmony. What I am most curious about regarding The Subterraneans VHS tape is where the heck they found it. The seller must have taped it off the TV since it has not been released on VHS or DVD. It’s also rarely shown on TV since TNT stopped showing classic movies 15 years ago. I hope I haven’t purchased another fuzzy video!

Oh and if anyone is wondering, my spots are clearing up marvelously! I will be spot free for Saturday!

Goldilocks and the Evil Dictator

I dreamt I found myself in Cuba. I had no clue how I got there but there I was! The day was coming to an end and I was terribly hungry and tired. Ahead of me was a little hut and I knocked at the door. No one was home so I let myself in. I immediately noticed a stack of letters and I had an uncontrollable urge to open them up. Once they were open, I realized that I had done a bad thing. Whoever lived in this hut would know someone had been here. I then went into the bathroom and as I washed my hands I knocked a container into the sink spilling its contents. OH NO! It was contact lenses! I scrambled trying to find the lenses and put them back into the container. Suddenly I heard footsteps and I knew it was Fidel Castro coming and it was only a matter of time before he knew I read his mail and spilled his contacts. My heart raced and as I tried to escape, I woke up.

Not in Chicago

I was supposed to be flying overhead right now, on my way to Chicago. Instead I am sitting at home. Yes, the trip was cancelled and I couldn’t be happier. So with all this time on my hands, did I clean my room or do my laundry? Nope. I kicked back and talked on the phone like a 14-year-old girl. I try, I really do! I just can’t seem to motivate myself to hang up my clothes, do laundry or vacuum. It’ll happen. I will get so angry at myself that I will just do it.

My skin has broken out something awful. I’ve been treating it with Clearasil. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be 30 and still rubbing that crap into my skin. Will it ever go away completely? As long as this latest break out is healed by the weekend, that is all I care about now. PLEASE HEAL!

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Tired

It was a nice weekend and I don’t want it to end. I am not much looking forward to Monday and working. Tuesday night I leave for Chicago. It’s a short stay, just two days. I’ll be back Thursday evening. Next weekend is Memorial Day. My cousin Mark told me on Easter that he might be in the area on Memorial Day and if so he would stop by. I wonder if he will.

Dali Llama

Just got back. It was a full day. The exhibit was interesting but they packed far too many people into the place. It was elbow to elbow. Quite a few people seemed to be boycotting deodorant and that made it very unpleasant for the rest of us. The paintings were incredible but I couldn’t spend the time I wanted because of the constant flow of people. When I think of Dali, I think of a man who had a sense of humor. This was not in evidence in the audio tour or any of the written pieces within the exhibition. It was simply surreal how seriously they handled his surrealism. “In this piece, the young poet is depicted with a lobster on his head, which offers us Freudian insight into Dali’s own juxtapositioning of….” C’mon guys, there’s a freakin’ lobster on this kid’s head… now that is FUNNY! It’s okay to laugh.

After the museum we walked around Philly. We got home to our parents’ house around 6:30. The rest of the evening was spent watching TV. Lisa switched between Lost, some movie called Drumline and then later Desperate Housewives. I came very close to pulling an Elvis while watching Drumline. The constant beat gave me a headache. Thank goodness I don’t know where my father keeps his gun. (The weird thing is, I don’t mind Robert Goulet one bit)

Dali Parton

Lisa and I have quite a day ahead of us. We are dropping Bobo off at our parent’s house since we don’t want him to be alone all day. Then it is straight to Philadelphia where we are going to an Italian Cheese Festival. Noon is when we are scheduled for the Dali exhibition!!!! I can’t wait! It was very difficult getting tickets. Dali was such a character that I am sure this exhibition will be very entertaining. Do you think next spring there will be a Jean Cocteau exhibition?

I had planned on wearing my beautiful, almost gypsy, floral print skirt but the weather seems a bit chilly. Instead, I tossed on a pair of cream colored jeans. Memorial Day is still ahead of us. I sure hope the fashion police won’t arrest me. But really, with the things I see people wearing today in the name of fashion, nothing should be said about white pants before Memorial Day.

Just now—

My dream just came back to me! I dreamt the Donna Villa had an inside pool that hid under the living room. At night I would push a button and the pool would reveal itself. Living in the pool was a dolphin and a mini-humpback whale. Audra stopped by with her new boyfriend. He looked exactly like the father from Family Matters. I suddenly realized that somehow we were actually living in the TV show 21 Jump Street. Instead of trying to understand how that was even remotely possible or where Peter Deluise could be, I offered to make everyone an eggroll and scrambled eggs.

STELLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am feeling tired. Last night I went out with a friend to Doylestown where we sat at a bar and talked for hours. I wonder if the headache I have now could have been avoided by having had one less Stella Arquois?

Tomorrow Lisa and I go to see the Dali exhibit at the Philadelphia Art Museum. I am really excited. We will also stop off at Chinatown for some incredible Bubble Tea from this tiny little hole in the wall we found last week. Yeah, I can hardly wait.