I WANT THIS!

Session Start (donnapeal:jbeck@mac.com): Thu Oct 06 17:28:51 2005
[17:28] jbeck@mac.com: DONNA?
[17:28] donnapeal: Yes
[17:29] jbeck@mac.com: there’s no directions on the chili jar, i’m going to cry!
[17:29] donnapeal: Do you have a microwave?
[17:29] jbeck@mac.com: yes
[17:29] donnapeal: Ok
[17:29] donnapeal: Do you have a microwavable bowl?
[17:29] jbeck@mac.com: yes
[17:29] donnapeal: Put the chili in the bowl
[17:29] donnapeal: The amount you want to eat
[17:30] jbeck@mac.com: the whole jar
[17:30] donnapeal: Do you have saran wrap?
[17:30] jbeck@mac.com: no, i’m going to put a paper towel over it like my other chili
[17:30] donnapeal: Okay, that works too
[17:30] donnapeal: So cover it with the paper towel and place it in the microwave
[17:30] jbeck@mac.com: this is weird, why didn’t the put cooking instructions on it?
[17:30] donnapeal: Set the microwave for 1 minute on high
[17:30] donnapeal: After a minute stir it
[17:31] donnapeal: Then put it in for another minute
[17:31] donnapeal: It should be good to go by then
[17:31] jbeck@mac.com: okie, thank you Donna
[17:31] jbeck@mac.com: i get upset over food sometimes
[17:31] donnapeal: I understand
[17:31] donnapeal: Guten appetit!
[17:31] jbeck@mac.com: danke
[17:31] donnapeal: bitte
[17:32] jbeck@mac.com: bye donna
[17:32] donnapeal: bye John!

My sister is such a Mrs Malaprop. Yesterday she said two things that had me in stitches. I can’t remember the context but for some reason she yelled at me, “Up your *ss with a rubber hose!”
“Don’t you mean, “Up your NOSE with a rubber hose?”
“Shut up”
Later in the evening we were watching a show about a bunch of sisters. “I recognize that actor, he was on Designing Women, he dated Julia Butterfinger.”
“I think you mean Sugarbaker, Julia Sugarbaker”
“That’s what I said!”

Spent the evening with my parents. We ate outside, it was so nice. Later I scanned old pictures for my mom. A few years ago, when we cleaned out my grandmother’s house, we found tons of old pictures. We have no clue the names of the people. Are they related? Who knows! My mom had me scan a bunch and she is emailing them off to relatives for identification. The lesson here is to always put names and dates on the back of pictures.

Yesterday I wrote one last time to my old college roommate. As you may remember, out of nowhere she wrote me. We exchanged some emails and then I asked to meet her at Oktoberfest. She never responded. Not one to give up, I wrote her a few days before Oktoberfest and asked again. Still no response. Yesterday I sent her an email saying: “I had a great time at Oktoberfest, it’s a shame you weren’t able to come. If you would like to get together give me a call.” I feel as if I have done what I could do. It is now up to her. And quite frankly, I don’t care, I was just being nice.

Last night I had a dream she called me. I had a hard time understanding her because she sounded like a Valley Girl. She kept saying, “Gag me with a spoon!” I finally hung up on her because I just didn’t know what to say or how to respond.

I did a little cleaning last night. I am still not anywhere finished. At least my room looks somewhat better.

It’s October and I am not enjoying it one bit. I feel schackled to my computer. It’s my own doing. I really need to get out and move and enjoy the weather. Of late I have been feeling so sad and emotionally adrift. The good news is I didn’t smell urine this morning.

Might as well announce it to the world. Donna, the Wonder Woman, cried today. I buried my face in my hands and sobbed– WHAT WILL I EVER DO ABOUT THIS URINE ODOR!!! I called my Daddy and asked him to come over and help me. He came and told me I was nuts. He didn’t smell anything. Lisa kept saying, “I smelled it before we steam cleaned but now it’s fine!” Then together they told me perhaps I was just smelling myself!?! They thought that was pretty funny. I don’t care, I smell it. I’m going to rip out the carpet.

Laundry
Clean Bedroom
Clean Bathroom
Clean Office
Get Bills together
Go to Bank
Bake Cookies
Visit Joe and Judy and Violet
ENJOY OCTOBER
Walk
Breathe
Concentrate on positive things

This is closer to what I want…

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Nick Cage and his wife just had a baby. They named him Kal-el Coppola Cage. That’s Superman’s birth name for those of you not in the know. I think that is pretty cool.

Nick and I went out on a date once. I found him paralytic.