yummy warm delicious buttery salty popcorn
1. Not blogging. But don’t get all excited just because I’m writing this post; I’m really just avoiding housework.
2. This buttered popcorn I’m eating.
3. The cookie I ate earlier today.
4. Whatever else I’m going to eat today.
5. Not immediately thanking my mother-in-law for absolutely stunning gifts she’s sent from overseas.
6. Letting Isabella watch a movie while I blog. Although I did insist that she do her homework first.
7. Letting Isabella have a cookie.
8. Carrying on e-mail correspondence with my friend Shandy while I write this blog.
9. Not taking the holiday decorations of the front porch. Although it’s not a big deal – just pine boughs. I guess it can stay. OK, never mind. I don’t really feel guilty about that. But I do feel guilty about the frozen/wilted geraniums flanking the front door. NOT attractive.
10. My big fat white butt.
11. The squishy bit of my tummy that pooches over my jeans when I sit down.
12. Not showering more often.
13. Letting my gray roots show.
14. Not vacuuming.
15. Making cookies for our neighbor as a way to thank her for the lovely Christmas present she gave Isabella, but then eating them all ourselves.
16. Running up the heating bill by burning the gas fire all the time, just for atmosphere.
17. Spending too much money at Camas Antiques.
18. The laundry I haven’t folded.
19. Not brushing the cats more often, although they don’t really shed that much, so whatev.
20. Not trimming the cats’ claws more often, which has resulted in holes in two of my favorite blankets.
21. Spending too much money on candles. Like, generally, over my whole lifetime.
22. Letting my grandmother’s beautiful vintage cream-colored glove fall out of my pocket on a walk where it got chewed up by some wild animals or something and I found it later with the thumb missing. What should I do with the gloves now? Cut all the fingers off both gloves, to make it even?
23. Not being able to get through a day without putting butter on something. I have found that I can live without cheese, but I cannot live without butter. I mean, I could. I just really really really don’t want to.
24. Missing the last couple of chemotherapy sessions with my mom.
25. Not e-mailing my writer friend Derek back right away when he sent a message wishing me happy Thanksgiving (and then, later, merry Christmas).
26. Sending that video about cockroaches to my esteemed friend Aurora.
Like this:
Tags: butt, butter, chemotherapy, cookies, laundry, popcorn, tummy pooch
January 10, 2012 at 4:57 pm |
Huh! I could probably live without butter, but definitely not without cheese.
January 10, 2012 at 4:58 pm |
Yes, I remember you saying that. I thought I’d be the same, but no . . . butter wins.
January 11, 2012 at 11:29 am |
Welcome back, the Net was quiet without you. And, being a pessimist, I worried something bad had happened. Here’s to a brighter 2012.
January 11, 2012 at 2:34 pm |
No, nothing bad, just my continued slackerism. I’m not a good juggler.
January 16, 2012 at 7:39 am
If you want to redeem yourself on point 25, you can vote for my short fiction ebook, The Silent Hills, at:
http://tinyurl.com/6uraqje
January 16, 2012 at 12:31 pm
Done and done. And done.
January 12, 2012 at 1:59 pm |
In the name of full disclosure would you please share the link to the video in number 26?
January 12, 2012 at 4:49 pm |
#22 You’ve just created the perfect texting glove.
January 12, 2012 at 7:58 pm |
Well, this one is pretty good: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yygrgcOtezM But this is the one that I ACTUALLY sent: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iw_zUUE4BE0
January 13, 2012 at 1:25 am
I’m having flashbacks. Staten Island, Christmas Day 1986 – and I’m sweeping cockroaches out of my 8 x 8 rented room. You can’t buy memories like that!
January 13, 2012 at 7:59 am
Yep. That’s pure gold.
January 13, 2012 at 11:43 am |
It was like a US remake of Bleak House and A Christmas Cockroach all rolled into one. Or in this case, several.