Showing posts from September, 2008

Whistle While You Work

It had to be done. I put it off as long as I could. Actually, I put it off a lot longer than I should. This morning, I cleaned out my desk drawer. Before I go off to join the Ernest Hemingway fan club, let me elaborate.

Sorry, the Ernest Hemingway crack is a bit of a stretch. Hemingway is an author I can't stand. He writes in painfully bare bits of sentences. It drives me crazy! Give me some color, for Pete's sake!

As you may know, I'm a bit of a neat freak, except for my desk. That drawer was appalling! In addition to 18 errant rubber bands, four M & M's, a petrified Reese's peanut butter cup and receipts for the last four years, I also found weekly data entry totals dating back to 2000. Yup, it was about time I had a good clearing out.


I found a really cool website last week, it's The delightful world of Post-It notes. My daughters call me the Post-It Queen, so I was positively pleased as punch with this primo site. There are lots of new p…

True West

Every once in a while, something comes along and...blammo! You get it right between the eyes. The Hubster and I watched a PBS show 21 years ago, and haven't been able to get it out of our minds ever since.

"True West" is a Sam Shepard play that was shown on PBS ONCE in 1983. I don't remember if it was Masterpiece Theater or Great Performances. It starred a much younger John Malkovich and Gary Sinise, as adult brothers who spend the weekend at their mother's home. The play is categorized as a dramatic comedy. In other words, it's a real slice of life!

The play is full of sibling rivalry, laughs, arguments and lots of toast. (Inside joke!) Set in their mother's kitchen, the boys spend a weekend trying to work through all their childhood baggage. It might work, if they don't kill each other first.

Although it rarely happens, The Hubster laughed himself silly throughout this play. He hardly ever finds anything that funny. Since we talked so much about it t…

Birthday Dinner

Last Friday, The Hubster and I went to Wichita to celebrate the September birthdays in our family. There are three...well, actually, there are two "human" birthdays and one "feline" birthday. Ivan is my daughter, Rachel's cat, and my "grandcat." He will be two years old tomorrow. Yeah, I know, I'm a crazy old cat lady!

We had dinner at Sumo, a teppanyaki restaurant on the east side. Noisy, but great food. The Hubster and I were joined by our daughters, Sarah and Rachel, and their fellas, Derek and Drew. It takes a lot of engineering to get us all together, so I loved every minute of it. After the meal, we saw a so-so movie at the 13th Street Warren, and then went back to Rachel's hotel to open gifts.

Drew's birthday was on Saturday, so he got to open his presents first. He got a new laser printer and a snazzy watch. I got Ivan his-and-hers Halloween costumes. His "sister" Cookie is going to love hers! (Bride and groom.) The Hubster…

I'm Tardy!

Okay, I realize it is Tuesday morning. And I usually write my weekly blog entry on Monday evening, but I had a pressing engagement. I had dinner with my girlfriends last night at Mozitti's, the Italian place in Ark City. Yum!

You know how ladies are when they get together. We talked and laughed and cried and ate for 2 1/2 hours. Practically closed down the place. Jacque was sick, though, so she couldn't be there. So we just talked about her instead. Ha!

Dionne is suffering through the onset of empty nest syndrome. Her son, Tristan, is studying to be a pilot. (Ask her about Lesson 3) She is also finishing her bachelor's degree. Deanne's son and his wife are moving back to Ark City. He is the new youth pastor at Bible Christian Church. She's more than a little bit excited! Deanne's husband, John, is a candidate for pastor at a church in Ponca City, so between kids, job and church, she's swamped.

We ran into Kasha Kelley, Scott Margolis and their new son, Thatche…

Welcome to the 21st Century!

Okay, Flash Gordon, I'm not! In fact, I'm a very conservative person and sometimes change is hard. Take for instance, my checkbook. I have been writing checks to pay for purchases since I was 16 years old. Today, I stepped out of my comfort zone, and into a new millennium.

The Hubster and I paid with our debit card. We marched right up to that Wally World checkout stand and presented our purchases and swiped that card. Whew! I'm not a dinosaur; we have had online banking for years, and I AM WRITING A BLOG HERE. My daughter has been bugging me for years to just try it. So we did. And I don't know why I was waiting. *sigh*


Labor Day has rolled around again. Marking the end of hot summer days and the beginning of what promises to be a beautiful Fall, marred only by that nasty national election. Don't get me started on that! Today, The Hubster and I rested from our labors. It wasn't always that way, though.

My childhood Labor Days were spent toiling in the waning s…