Keep Calm and Carry On

I performed a nasal rinse this morning. It’s kinda like a turbo-charge netty pot. Now I feel like I got hit by a huge wave down at the Jersey shore. It was supposed to help, maybe it did, maybe I am just being impatient.

I enjoyed exercising last night. I really need to start going more often AND during the day. If I could find my old mobi-Blu MP3 player, I could even put in those little ear buds and exercise to music. That would be nice.

Frauen sind Boese

Last night I went home and had dinner with my family. After dinner, Mom and Lisa and I watched the movie The Women starring Meg Ryan. We were all expecting a train wreck but instead we were pleasantly surprised! It was a nice little movie. It was quite a departure from the original movie starring Rosemont alum, Rosalind Russell. In that movie those women were not friends! They were truly vindictive, evil biatches. The new one repositions it where the women are honestly friends, almost like Sex in the City but without the sluttiness. I enjoyed it. And I am happy to report Meg Ryan has lost that trout pout of hers. Thank goodness. Why women do that is beyond me. Regardless of trout pout, she has the most amazing hair! LOVE IT! WANT IT! WILL NEVER HAVE IT!

Oh yeah…

Did I mention that I joined the gym? I know what you are thinking. And you are right, I am a displaced worker and I should be saving all my excess funds for mortgage and food. But I figure the chances of me getting hired again grow exponentially the tighter my little apple ass becomes! MBAs are useless! Give me a gal with abs of steel and I’ll show you a lady getting ahead in business!

What am I thinking?

I’ve decided to go to the gym. I’ll do the elliptical and hopefully sweat out all these toxins that are plaguing me. That’s my hope. I must get better. I really dislike feeling lousy.

No More Hardy Lass

This is so unusual for me. I rarely get sick. Could it be psychological? The only time I don’t work is when I am sick and because I am not working, my body is confused and is assuming I must be sick. So I am sick! What else could it be…. bacteria? Nah.

Whatever, I am going to be fine tomorrow. MARK MY WORDS!

picasso morning

I have two phone interviews next week. Monday and Wednesday. Wish me luck!

This morning I felt artistic so I picked up my paintbrush and decided to embark upon a masterpiece. It was finished 30 minutes later:
Beauregard Duke Bebop W. LeMoko
You might not think much of it from this picture but it is FANTASTIC in person. In fact, I was so happy with it, I decided to paint a second portrait. I did it of my Pookie wearing his long lost Charles Nelson Reilly sunglasses that I loved so much. As much as I’d like to post a picture of it, I know it is forbidden. Sorry. It’s awesome though. Really awesome.

The Young Ones ate Lentils

The NYTimes published a lentil soup recipe. I really want to make it. The recipe looked pretty easy until I got to this line: A bouquet garni made with a bay leaf, 2 sprigs each thyme and parsley, and a Parmesan rind. I had no idea Parmesan had a rind! I thought it just came in a plastic bottle with a big green top. And I never heard of a bouquet garni before although I do get what they mean. I will probably make this recipe, I’ll just find another way of doing the garnished bouquet.

Endless pool of warm saliva

I do not allow myself to watch TV during the day. There is nothing more pathetic to me than a person wasting their day watching TV. Of course I have no problem wasting my day surfing the Internet. Why I draw a distinction, I don’t know. Because I am not feeling my best, I was able to rationalize turning on the TV. I really can’t stand most things on TV. I like Family Guy, South Park, and The Girls Next Door. Yes, I know what this means. I am one sick kitty. As I was clicking through the channels, I landed on TCM just in time for the start of The Shop Around the Corner starring Jimmy Stewart! What a great movie! At the very end, Jimmy and Margaret Sullavan have this little exchange:

Kralik: Do you know what I wish would happen? when your bell rings at 8:30 and you open the door, instead of Popkin, I come in.
Klara: Oh please, don’t make it more difficult for me.
Kralik: And I’d say Klara darling, oh dearest sweetheart Klara, I can’t stand it any longer. Please, take your key and open post office box 237 and take me out of my envelope and kiss me.
Klara: Oh Mr. Kralik, you musn’t …

And then she realizes Jimmy/Kralik has been her penpal, not Popkin and they embrace! I cried! The look in Jimmy’s eyes just hits me in my heart. They don’t make movies like this anymore. Hollywood tries. You’ve Got Mail was its remake. It didn’t even come close.

Ain’t that a kick in the head?

I just made myself a hot toddy. It’s cold and snow is on the ground. I sound like a dying cow. I figure a hot toddy will make me feel better. This is how I made it:

Hot Toddy
Make a cup of black/orange pekoe tea
Pour in a tablespoon or 2 or 3 of Honey
Pour in a shot or 2 of rum, although whiskey also works well too

Mix together and sip.