Here we go again...

I am preparing to go to the grocery store to find something to make for dinner.  I love to shop for groceries but I detest deciding what to make.  Perhaps I will shop with no real intention and then come home and cook the first thing I can think of with the ingredients I purchased.  Sort of like a home-cook version of Chopped.  Without the clock or the challenge of the competition.

I will let you know what I decide.

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What time is it??

I just looked up from my Pogo Scrabble game (I have won several in a row this evening) and noticed it is 7:45 PM.  What does this mean to me?  It means I have to go to bed soon.  It means that the reason my dog is looking at me is that she needs to go out and it means another day is over.  The days seem to go by pretty quickly these days.
I want to read a little but the dishes are calling.  I wonder which will win?  OK, the dishes will win, but they really don't deserve this much of my attention.  I have several scripts to read (for the play reading committee at the local community theatre) and I have a book I am reading...OK, two books...and I really need to take the dog out.  She is beginning to give me a look that makes me think she needs to stay off the bed tonight.
My husband is golfing with his buddies and I had pizza delivered for dinner because I just didn't feel like cooking.  Not up to cooking is the most worrisome thing i have written here tonight.  I love to cook.  Tomorrow.  Tomorrow I will cook.
So now it's about 7 minutes until 8 pm and my desire to get out of this chair has not shown itself.  But, get up I must or I will have a doggie accident to clean up before the dishes.

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I know, I know

What can be said about being just a normal, run of the mill, average person?  Nothing, really, just that it's OK to be who you are.  I don't always like me but I can say that I am always me.  Good or bad.
I don't have many real friends.  I spend a lot of time alone.  I am blunt.  If you ask, I will share my opinion.  That doesn't always make me very popular.

I think my next project needs to be a video cooking blog.  I love to cook and to bake and I think my personality shines more in person than in writing.  Although, I LOVE writing.

And with that I say, goodnight.  I need to watch Project Runway.

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Yesterday, When I was young

I remember childhood.  Not all of my childhood but quite a bit more than I thought I had.  I recently looked up and began email contact with a dear friend of mine whom I met when I was 6 years old.  She went back to our childhood homes last week and sent pictures.  It is amazing how much bigger the houses seemed when we were small.
My 30 year high school reunion is this weekend and I am passing on the whole thing.  I really only want to see a few special friends and otherwise it's just a bunch of small talk with people I never knew very well and whom I doubt really care to know me any better.  In reality, though, my health has been very poor and I neither look nor feel much like myself these days.  I am meeting a few friends and their spouses, to whom I am also close, Friday morning for a nice breakfast and that will be it.
I used to have friends.  I used to make friends.  As I have aged, I have developed an intolerance for people.  I wish more people liked me and I really wish I liked more people.  I can't pinpoint what happened to make me this way but I can't seem to be a better person than this.  It's sad.  I cry a lot.
As my health declines, so does my ability to make or keep friendships.  I can't help but wonder if my health would improve, at least some, if I had friends to do things with.  Could find some deeper happiness.  I have made my husband and my pets my whole life.  My children are grown with families of their own so I have put everything on this home.
It's time for bed.
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Question of the day

What DO you get when you fall in love?
1) Enough germs to catch pneumonia
2) Lucky - in every way one can get lucky
3) Someone to spend national holidays with
4) Someone to grow old with
5) All of the above...and much, much more

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A laundry filled day

Nothing is better than the feeling of getting into bed for the first time after washing the sheets.  I feel that feeling alone will be worth the 6 loads of laundry I did today.  Despite the severe elbow pain from the tendinitis flair up due to the mountains of laundry I hauled around and then folded.  Despite the asthma flair up from the numerous trips up and down the stairs with the laundry basket.  I will look forward to getting into a nice, comfortable bed with lovely, clean sheets.

I enjoyed an entire day of Burn Notice reruns in the midst of the laundry and housework chaos.  Michael Westen and his crew make even the worst day of chores a little less tedious.  I watched the entire 5+ hours of Pride and Prejudice yesterday and again int he night when I woke up at 1130 PM.

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A day unremembered...but oh, so satisfying!

Sitting in front of the television enjoying Pride and Prejudice.  Supper is prepared and turned out wonderfully.  Three cheers for a lovely, rich, low-calorie potato soup.  It takes but 30 minutes to prepare and didn't come from Racheal Ray.  Be mindful that when I say "low-calorie" I in fact mean lower in calories than the average potato soup.

As is usual for Saturday, my beloved spouse was out of the house all day-today he was working but often he is doing yard work.  I did enjoy my LLL day, although I will admit I did very little of the third L (laundry).  It is tedious and I was just not up for it.  Sadly thought, I will now have to get all of the laundry done tomorrow.

Well the time has come for Mr Darcy to wade from the pond and run into Elizabeth Bennett as she visits his wonderful Pemberly.  It is my favorite part.

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The LLL

Jersey Shore has GTL (Gym, Tan, Laundry for the non-Shore addicts) to state their plans for the day.  My plan for today is LLL (Lazy, Layabout, Laundry).  LLL works for me although I notice that using LLL to describe my sheer laziness states the level of laziness in it's economy of syllables.

Currently I am watching Law and Order reruns but will likely watch a movie I have seen 100 times.  I am craving Pride and Prejudice.  The BBC version staring the delicious Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle.  Ahhhh, Life is very good indeed.

An update will follow

The eye of the beholder

Each day is a learning experience.  I have always believed that and I am glad for it.  Any day I have not learned something in my every day activities, I look in the dictionary for a word I don't know.  I then strive to use that word, at least once and out loud, before I go to bed.  I like to think I am keeping my brain fed.

Like most people, I think, I don't have the best image of myself.  I feel that, while I think I have a fairly good mind and a killer sense of humor, I don't feel I have any kind of good look about me.  (Well, except my hair.  I have always liked my hair.)  I feel thick (fat), old (ancient) and cranky (kind of grouchy and mean).  No one really understands me and I feel for at least a little while each day that no one really cares to.

I have a wonderful husband who works an awful lot leaving me to my own devices, three grown children and their expanding families and two beautiful grandsons.  I have two cats and a chubby chihuahua.  I love to cook, I love to eat, I love to entertain and I love to knit.  I adore writing and reading.  I take great pleasure in pedicure (which I never would have believed if I had been told two years ago) but I am not terribly fond of a manicure or a massage.  I love my car but really hate to drive.  I listen to all kinds of music but Showtunes are my passion.  I am active in community theatre but am rarely cast ( I concentrate on back stage and am attempting my first show as director).

I spend a lot of time alone, primarily due to my health.  I am a good friend but bad at making new ones.  I have had few "best" friends in my life and my ex-husband used to ask me how anyone could stand being friends with me.  He and I divorced (hence the ex) 13 years ago and have since become more like friends than we ever were married.

My husband tells me I am beautiful.  My children love me.  My very dear friends tell me how great I am.  Beauty (& an excellent personality) is in the eye of the beholder.  I am lucky to have the positive reinforcement every day.

Now, if only I could see even the slightest bit of what they all see...