Saturday, December 5, 2015

Another Fine Group of Trivial Insights

867-5309 Jenny has to be the catchiest creeper song ever recorded.

When you have online friends, they are often just waking up when you are headed to bed, and vice versa.

Of all the coins that multiply in bottles, dishes, pockets, old purses and under couch cushions, why do pennies have to be the most prolific?

No matter how annoying, there is still something mournful that makes me think of tales that could be told in the notes of a train horn.

Random songs often get stuck in my head, especially things I'm working on for voice.  My voice coach says that this is my subconscious going over the details on its own.

Whenever someone comes to dine at our house, they end up spending an inordinate amount of time keeping us company while we do dishes.  (Small kitchen, lots of dishes.)

Being tired and knowing it's time to go to sleep doesn't make it any easier to get up from this desk and go get ready for bed.  The idea of getting up and doing that much stuff wears me out.

"Instant Dry" nail polish never is.

Laundry:  Another one of those jobs that has to be done again almost as soon as you're finished. Like dishes, cooking, or checking in books.

Yes, the Oxford comma is VERY important.

Coffee after 7pm or so is generally a bad idea where I'm concerned...

In winter, I can honestly say that I love my hot flashes.  (I'm never cold for long!)

My husband is a sweetheart, and he indulges me something awful.

Major appliances are always just waiting for the chance to betray you. This is why we buy service agreements.

I know I'm part Scot.  I know this because bagpipes stir something deep in my soul.  The response I have is visceral, and the old songs seem too familiar for the number of times I've actually sung them.

Why is it that on the days I really WANT to go out and walk, the weather is such that I cannot, and thus am stuck on the elliptical again?

Winter always reminds me exactly how many times it has visited me in the past.

Just because Shasta doesn't sell a diet version of their "California Dreamin'" Orange creme soda, doesn't mean I can make my own.  Half diet Cream Soda, half diet Orange Soda.  GOOD.

Cape Cod Sweet Mesquite kettle cooked potato chips should probably come with an "addictive substance" warning.

Giving feels especially good when you know it will benefit a cause dear to your heart.

The news media just CANNOT go with the information they have in hand, they HAVE to speculate.  It's never a good idea.

Some communities do not recognize the importance of their libraries, for instance, relegating them to "leisure activities".  Very thankful that our community sees us as a MAJOR asset, and not a "leisure activity", though we certainly provide plenty of leisure activities.  We are mainly seen as a valuable information and technology resource, and a partner in the education of the whole community.

Writing the Christmas cards is probably my least favorite holiday activity.

I must have been suffering from temporary insanity last year.  I put one of the cat's old bells on the zipper pull to this sweater.  Now, when I move, I keep looking for the cat so I don't step on her.  She's been dead more than two years...

I must be getting old.  It used to seem, when I was a kid, that Christmas would NEVER get here, and now, it seems like I no sooner get the decorations put away, and it's time to haul them out again, because Christmas is breathing down our necks again.  Still, I love this time of year...


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