I am waiting on my room service meal. Oriental Chicken Salad. This afternoon I had Mediterranean Chicken Salad and last night for dinner I had Walnut Chicken Salad. Variety is the name of my game!
I have so much work to do tonight! I don’t even want to think about it. If only I could avoid it but tomorrow I have to be prepared.
The crazy dreams I had last night. One would almost think that I would dream of JD and INXS. That did not occur. Instead I dreamt I was at a dinner party. Sitting across from me was Charles Krauthammer. As we made small talk, I could tell that he was attracted to me. He asked if I would like to go into the kitchen with him and make a grilled cheese sandwich. Charles was able to walk to the kitchen and did not require a wheelchair. I was a little worried wondering what might meet me in the kitchen. I hoped Charles Krauthammer was a gentleman. There really was no reason to worry because as soon as Charles opened the door for me, the dream shifted and I was now in a swim race with Lucy Lawless. I lost because I couldn’t remember how to swim except for doggie paddle.
I knew it! I knew it!!!! I am so happy!!! Me likey JD!!!!
I AM SOOOOOOO HAPPY!
The decision is…..
I am back up! Yesterday it was hit or miss. One thing would start to work and then something else would fall apart. I must have submitted 5 different tech support tickets to my Web hosting company. I may be wrong but I truly believe my Web hosting company is an Indian family that lives in New Jersey. All signs point to this being a family effort with a low grade understanding of English.
I have to iron my clothes and pack. My trip was extended to Friday. And I won’t be in the city but out in the suburbs. I have to rent a car! BLECH! Should be interesting.
Tomorrow I fly to Chicago. It was so much easier when I was flying out every week. I guess it is true that a body in motion tends to stay in motion. I am a body at rest. At least I have my MobiBlu! There’s a gig’s worth of music crammed in that tiny 1-inch cube. Falco, Dusty Springfield, The Monkees, Kermit the Frog, the French theme to the A-Team, Elvis, Marlene Dietrich, and much more. I will have fun on the plane! Now that Lisa is working again, I will have to drive myself to the airport. It was nice having a chauffeur. Oh well.
This morning, I made myself a cup of coffee and sat down to blog except I couldn’t get into my new entry page. In fact, I couldn’t pull up any page other than index. I refused to panic and submitted a ticket to my web hosting company. It took them a couple hours to respond but as it turns out, they were having server issues. It seems like everything is ok now. Fingers crossed.
1. As we were garage sale-ing, we saw a house that had a sign that read: John Smith, PHD. Lisa said, “We should have a sign outside our house that reads, “Donna & Lisa, PMS.”
2. Tonight at dinner, Lisa whispered to me, “Donna, I am worried, you are really looking thin, you have to eat more and gain some weight!”
“It’s okay Lisa, I am eating tons, just this afternoon I ate 3 fudgsicles.”
“BITCH, 2 of those fudgsicles were MINE!”
3. Lisa decided we should hang the Annie plates in our kitchen.
“But Lisa, we only have 4 plates, is it really worth it?”
“Donna, I have a feeling our fancy plate collection is just going to GROW!”
I received this email from my mother this morning:
Your Dad and I have a hard time believing that you would knock a kid down and steal her candy…that doesn’t sound like you….you were kidding weren’t you? I just brushed it aside but he was a little upset. Mom
I didn’t knock down Aileen Quinn and steal her candy. It was a joke. I thought it was funny. I am sorry.