For Netflix, for those of you who are unfamiliar, the user is encouraged to rate movies that he or she liked and disliked, and based on his/her preference, Netflix recommends other movies that the user might enjoy. I really wish there was a site like that for books. I need to read something. So, in case there really is a site like this out there, and any of you have knowledge of it.. Well, I hope you will pass the information on to me.
While I was off performing on Sunday, Josh bought furniture. He sort of called to clear it with me, but I am pretty sure nothing I could have said could sway him. He was determined. I fussed and complained and mentioned that the sacrifices needed to squeeze this unexpected purchase into our budget get to be HIS and not mine, but really, I think we both knew he was getting away with murder. Why do I ever let him shop without me? In truth, it was an excellent deal - usually over $200.00 and on sale for 50 -but I never buy sale items unless they are already on my shopping list. Josh has a sign on his forehead that says, "EASY SALE". He's a retailer's dream come true.
Speaking of signs on people's foreheads, it seems mine says more than I thought. Josh used to complain that mine said, "CRAZY PEOPLE, PLEASE TALK TO ME". But lately I've been wondering if the fine print says, "YOU ARE ONE GUILT TRIP AWAY FROM YOUR GOAL".
I was guilted into changing my plans for Saturday with, "Rosemary, you are the last person I can ask. Are you sure there's no way you can perform on Saturday? No one else is left except you." That's right. Obi-wan, you are our only hope. Now I'm asking my husband to give up his weekend, essentially. Guilt on all sides. It's a good thing I'm not prone to ulcers.
Wednesday, my mom is taking the kids overnight. On one hand, I really don't like being away from my children. On the other hand, I am completely excited about sitting around all day watching rated R movies. Anyone want to join me? I'm dead serious about not doing anything, though. I'll point you toward the kitchen and/or bathroom. Thursday day, too. Whichever is convenient for you.
I'm still having trouble deciding what I should do when I am finally able to re-join the work force. Something with editing? On the other hand (lots of hands today, did you notice?), maybe it's better that I don't have much of a plan, because chances are good that my reality will fall sadly short of any dream. I haven't worked in years, I was an underpaid receptionist in Yuma, I have a degree in ENGLISH (sucks to be me)...is there anything in that mess that says, "Hire me"? Maybe I could be a greeter at Wal-Mart.
About half of my acquaintance are itching to have outdoor parties. I've been asked to have another barbecue by at least 4 different people, and picnics were suggested by several, and I have been central in 80% of the discussions. The problem, as usual, would be getting everyone at the same time. And I have a cousin who lives in Mississippi who wants me to have one of the barbecues in the fall when she is in MO again. So maybe that can be an extra one, since no one else is giving off the patient vibes.
So, all, what, 3 of you who read this...here is your chance to make your opinion known: What are your favorite summer time foods? This includes desserts! I have several. Watermelon is always good, and pudding pies with whipped cream, and I have a chicken and rice casserole that is summery, and those teriaki chicken legs, and Bullfrog. You know, I had people ask me if I was grilling frogs. Lots of them. So, just to clarify, I am referring to the vodka drink, here, and not anything amphibious.
My children are threatening me with naps. (Never good this late in the day.) Since I would like to go to bed before 11, I'm off to rouse them with dancing or something. Wish me luck.
And-
Happy Monday.
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