Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Still Home...

starting physical therapy, fighting off frustration, limitations and a big black lab who is all over the "Yippee, Mommy is home again today....

and i so want to play!"

Thursday, January 13, 2011

"Between the size and the service...

it is a wonder they are in business at all." Mary said this morning after quickly reading and then handing over the local paper for me to peruse.

In the past 5 years I have watched as several of them have gone from well-written, interesting, full of important local, national and international news/articles into what they are today - thin, advertisement and mistake riddled, .75 cents each, waste of reading time papers...

and to their further demise I have tried three times to have one delivered to my house before 6:15 a.m. and in every case I was promised delivery no later than 6:00 a.m. and after a short term of it showing up on time...it was delivered late.

What direction are suburban newspapers headed?

As far as I can tell...

in a hand basket straight to out of business Hell

Friday, January 7, 2011

Left For Me To Find Friday

“If it’s Free it’s for Me!” CRUMBS BAKE SHOP edition.

Guess what I stumbled upon at lunch today?

Right across the street from my building.

That just so happened to be giving away to the first ONE THOUSAND customers for FREE any one of their cupcakes. . .

I stood in the long line waiting for my delectible delight. . .

and as the line was shuffling into the shop I had my picture taken with this nice employee. . .

Once inside I was immediately in LOVE with their SNOCAP Cupcake. . .

Thank you CRUMBS BAKE SHOP for coming to our City.

that you are across the street from me and my pants is a pity

Thursday, January 6, 2011

"Are you always this tender?"

the mammogram technician inquired.

She continued with "You were uncomfortable just having me place your breast on the machine. I will have to note this on your record."

Not one liking people to see me physically weak, when she moved to my right side, I stood stoic, no grimaces of pain, no flinching.

"Well that one didn't seem as tender." she commented.

Seriously, TENDER?

For the record, I am usually not tender, but then I USUALLY don't have someone grabbing my boobs, pulling them onto a torturous contraption and having them smashed until they are thisclose to popping!!

i was in so much pain around i should have been hopping