I am dressed all pretty pretty. Tonight is the quarterly meeting of that User Group I attend to prey on attendees. I am not looking forward to spending my evening sitting in an auditorium but the nice part is, Rob lives nearby and I visit him afterward. Yesterday I was seemingly involved in a minor accident. A car driven by a 17-year-old squeezed in between my car and another car at a red light. I heard and felt him scraping by me. I was sure my mirror was completely ripped off and the paint scraped off the side of my car. I instructed the kid to pull over. He took off, I took off after him. He pulled over not more than a mile later. I called the cops. Once I was sure the kid wasn’t dangerous, I got out of my car to assess the damage. Wanna hear something crazy? There wasn’t any. My car is visually okay. I say visually because I know I heard and felt him graze by me. I can’t believe my car didn’t sustain any damage. I am going to get it checked out. The two cops that came to report the incident were very nice and helpful. They took my information and let me go.

Before the mini-accident, I went to the dentist. The tooth that has been bothering me is completely fine. It’s the other tooth that is cavity-ridden. How does that work?

PS Anyone know of a free graphic/image program I can download? I am looking for something that will let me do a collage, bring in a bunch of different images and combine them into one picture. I’ve been using MSPaint but it has its limitations.

I was sitting in my office doing my thing when a man appeared at the door. He was one of the students from the training class taking place in the next room. He smiled at me and I smiled back.
“I am just so surprised you’re not married yet” he said.
“WHA?!?!?!”
“I noticed you ain’t wearing a ring.”
“You’re perceptive.”
“Yeah, well, you shoulda found a nice feller by now but don’t give up hope. I believe in love at first sight and you just have to wait. The man you are destined to marry is on his way.” With that said, he left my office.

How weird is that?

“I’ve got my tinfoil hat on.
Hip hip hip hooray
My tinfoil hat will shield me
From your mind-controlling ray
I’ve got my tinfoil hat on
To insulate my brain
As long as I havee got my
Tinfoil hat on I’ll be sane.
Naughty little voices chanting,
Naughty little thoughts implanting,
Aluminium will strike them dumb
Wear a tinfoil hat!
Aliens and goblins
Were watching me in bed
Until I took some Bacofoil
And wrapped it round my head.
Now I’ve got my tinfoil hat on,
My mind cannot be soiled.
I’ve got my tinfoil hat on,
And their evil plans are foiled.

Organized Chaos:

And of course the guys from Ghoul a-Go-Go were there and I got my picture taken with them.

Me and Creighton!!!!!

Me and Vlad:

Last night was the reenactment of running out of the Colonial Theater. Rob and I got to the Colonial around 7:30 and the place was packed! The only place to sit was the balcony. Those in the balcony don’t get to run out since it is too dangerous to run down the stairs no matter how controlled the hysteria may be. The Rivers played but there was a problem with the sound system, I couldn’t hear Stu! I tried to convince Rob to go to the stage and tell them the balcony couldn’t hear a word– Musician’s code of honor. Rob said there is no such thing. Finally when it was time for the pandemonium, we left the theater and watched from the street. I recorded the hoopla and will post it on YouTube later this weekend. After it was all said and done, I got my picture taken with Vlad, Creighton and the Invisible Man from Ghoul a Go Go fame. I think Creighton recognized me which gave me butterflies in my stomach. I LOVE CREIGHTON!!!!! I am hoping to get over there tonight for some of the old movies they will be showing. We shall see.

This afternoon, Suzette and I are meeting our old German professor for lunch. It should be interesting to see her.

Rob and I went to the restaurant, On the Border this evening. Why On the Border? It wasn’t because we were hungry for Burritos but rather that is where we met 1 year ago today. I remember wearing my multi-tiered khaki skirt with a pink paisley t-shit and jean jacket. I hadn’t paid too much attention to his photo on his match page so I wasn’t entirely clear on how he would look and so when I saw the tattooed and pierced gentleman sitting on the bench, I came close to running away. As it turned out, Rob was just late getting to the restaurant and the gentleman on the bench was a vagrant. When he finally arrived, the first words out of his mouth were, “You are tall!” I remember saying something like, “It was on my profile… I was very clear about my height.” He then said, “No, no, what I mean is… I like it! That made me happy. We were seated at a booth and I ordered a margarita. Rob ordered an iced tea and chimichanga. We mostly talked about wrestling. And G.L.O.W. And Rocky and Bullwinkle. When it was time to leave, he walked me to my car. He gave me a hug. I asked him if he’d like to go to Blogfest on Friday. He said yes. Then I asked again, “Would you like to go with me?” He said yes again. I got in my car and drove away, not 100% sure I would hear from him again. But I did.

On my way home from the farm, I stopped at Mom and Dad’s house so I could help them eat the blueberry pie my mom made from the blueberries they picked yesterday. Oh my gosh, it was so delish! Earlier in the day, Rob and I went to the movies to see La Vie en Rose (La Môme), the story of Edith Piaf, one of France’s most beloved singers. It was a beautiful love story, full of lovely music and historic costumes and subtitles. WAIT! Rob only sees movies if they contain Car crashes, Kung Fu, and boobies. That means we didn’t see La Vie en Rose… we actually saw The Transformers. It had something to do with robots that transformed into cars and such. I couldn’t differentiate the good guys from the bad guys. They all looked the same to me. Rob seemed a little upset that I didn’t like the movie. “Would you have liked it if Optimus Prime had a French accent? How about if he transformed into a Bentley?” I think the only thing that could have been done to save the picture is if they got rid of the transforming robots and replaced them with dwarves wearing cod pieces.

Tomorrow I go back to work after having 5 days off. I wish I could have another 5 days off but it doesn’t quite work that way for me. I feel well rested and ready to face the work week. I can do it!

I had a wonderful vacation! The weather was unfriendly on July 4th, it rained and the fireworks were cancelled. I wasn’t overly bothered by this little set back. Rob and I stayed in and watched Kung Fu episodes instead (Did you know that Harrison Ford appeared in an episode?). Thursday and Friday we both took off from work. Thursday morning, through rain and mist, we drove to Rock Hall, MD. This is where Rob spent many summers as a child. It was nice seeing the marinas and the boats. Rob wandered around and kept saying, “I remember it being so much bigger!” We then drove through Easton and on to St Michaels. We stopped at the Crab Claw restaurant overlooking the harbor and ate lunch. I ordered the Sampler Platter. Heaped on the plate were tons of different sea critters, fried a deep golden brown. Yummy! The weather began to pick up and we walked around St Michaels. If I had to sum up St Michaels in just a few words, I’d say, “Corn, Crabs and Tschotke-Crap.” It was getting late and we decided it was time to get a hotel. We got back on the road and started driving toward Annapolis. We found a Holiday Inn Express in Kent Narrows. I cashed in 25,000 Priority Points and got a free room. As is typically the case, when the hotel clerk saw my Platinum Priority Status, he pulled out all the stops! The room we got was unbelievable! Not only was it waterfront, but right next to the bed was a JACUZZI! No lie! I swear! The Jacuzzi sat right next to the bed! And the walls around it were floor to ceiling mirrors. Rob and I just looked at it in disbelief. I asked Rob if he planned on getting into the jacuzzi. “Hell no! Do you have any idea how many people have been in there aiming those jets up their ass?” We decided to rest for an hour before we headed out to the nearby club. Resting was not easy since the people above us seemed to be part of a clog dancing troupe. Rob got on the phone and asked if we could switch rooms. We were informed that if we moved, we wouldn’t be able to get another Premium Jacuzzi room. Oh well, thus is life! The second room was much more quiet and we were able to get some rest. At around 9:00 we walked to the Red Eye Dock Bar. Right before we were about to enter, up in the sky came a roar of fireworks! Perfect timing! The fireworks we missed because of rain the night before were now taking place over the harbor! It was a really nice show. The Red Eye bar wasn’t packed which I liked, a band played Johnny Cash songs and because we walked, we were both able to have a few drinks. The next day we drove to Annapolis. What a really beautiful city! We bought tickets for the Woodwind Sailboat which is the same boat that was used in the movie, The Wedding Crashers. The sailboat ride was really nice although both Rob and I were disappointed because we assumed the boat would go out into the bay. Instead we just zig zagged in the harbor. Regardless, it was so nice being on the water. After the sail we stopped at an Irish pub and had lunch. Rob called his friends who live in Columbia and made plans to meet them for dinner. We finished touring around Annapolis and drove to Columbia. His friends took us to Elicott City, MD. Rob and I both agreed it reminded us of Bethlehem, PA. We ate at a fancy restaurant called Jordan’s. I liked the way it looked more than the food it served. I’m surprised more movies don’t film at Ellicott City. The town really seemed plucked out of the 1700/1800’s. We got back to his friends’ house at 10:30. They invited us to stay overnight but I insisted we drive back home. At 1:30 am we pulled into the farm. My trip odometer read 456 miles.

Have you ever worn an outfit and throughout the day, all it did was want to get dirty? What I mean is, I wore my gray skirt suit today. In the car ride to work, I dripped some coffee on my skirt. Luckily, I was able to blot it before it stained. Coming back from my meeting, I stupidly placed my eZpass device on my lap. When I grabbed it to point it at the toll, I noticed it left a brown stain on my skirt. I guess it was from the coffee earlier. Just now, I threw off my skirt and replaced it with a pair of shorts. You’d think it would be safe now, wouldn’t you? Nope. You see, I didn’t hang it up, I just tossed it on my bed. I sat down near the skirt and the beer bottle in my hand just TIPPED over spilling beer all over the skirt. Can we all say, DRY CLEANERS?

Speaking of clothing, Rob looked so nice on Saturday. He wore the black t-shirt I picked out for him at Sears last year and he paired it with olive cargo pants. I felt so lucky sitting next to him at the restaurant with his friends. I was pretty sure all the other girls wished their boyfriends had pompadours and hairy chests.

I am trying desperately to plan a mini vacation. My main problem is time is getting away from me. I took Thursday and Friday off and I am hoping there are hotel rooms available those days. I am thinking about going to a little town in Maryland. It’s close enough yet far enough too. I have no desire to do anything. All I want to do is sit on the dock on the bay… sittin’ in the mornin’ sun, I’ll be sittin’ when the evenin’ come, watching the ships roll in, and then I watch ’em roll away again… Get the idea?

I got my hair cut this afternoon. All in all it’s okay, I just think the top layer is a little too short. It’ll grow. I’ve been cleaning like a crazy woman. No, that’s not quite right. I’ve been cleaning like a normal person. The kitchen is finished, the dining room is finished and the parlor is finished. I only have to put the finishing touches on my bedroom and then clean the bathroom. Once that is all done. I will feel a huge sense of relief. Rob’s coming over later. His friends invited us to dinner somewhere in Northeast Philly. Don’t get the impression I was cleaning for him. I was cleaning because I live in a shit hole and I am tired of it. Looking around my bedroom, I feel it looks like the room of a teenager. Is it time for me to take down my Peter Frampton posters? Just teasing. I don’t have any Peter Frampton posters. I was too young to have Peter Frampton posters. The posters on my wall when I was a teenager were of River Phoenix and Johnny Depp. The Monkees were also there of course. Currently, I have a poster of an Indian man wearing a dress and a Wonder Woman String art piece I did back in the late seventies. The Indian man wearing a dress is also carrying a huge sword. I got it at a garage sale. I suppose there are things I could do to make my bedroom look more adultish. That would mean spending money which I just don’t feel like doing. HA! I went to Macy’s last night and plunked down 200.00 on clothes! I think I’m gonna return some of them because I tried them on for Lisa and she didn’t have one nice thing to say about any of them. “That dress is…interesting. I would never wear anything like that but as long as you feel comfortable in it. Wait, you feel comfortable wearing it, are you sure?”
“That jacket is… hmmmm, what is the word? Asexual? Yes, it’s very asexual. But you like to dress like that don’t you? Very Ellen Degenerate.” I think she must have been angry with me because I swear I do not dress in an asexual manner and I have never worn clothing that Ellen would wear. I can only assume she was angry with me. Regardless, I am taking the dress back– the jacket was only 20.00 and I think it’s fine.