THE INCREDIBLE TWO DAY ONE DAY HOME SALE

is over.....

I hurt my right wrist, cut my arm, and threw my back out....all in a day's work.

I customer walked by me at 8:00 and said I looked terrible and should go home!!

Am I too old for this?? (Don't answer that!) No energy to write more...can't think!

RUBIK'S CUBE

I do not know if anyone other than me will find this odd but...

As I do Sudoku non-stop years ago I had a Rubik's Cube obsession. Did I ever solve the damn thing. NO! However, I carried one around in the car, next to the bathtub. Solving these puzzles (or not solving them in this case) never actually bothers me. I can diddle around with them forever--screaming internally at my gross stupidity!!

Now with the aid of the computer....I can watch some little pissant show me how to solve the puzzle on youtube. Come on...watch the video below and tell me if he is more than 11 years old. Pissant is probably too strong of a word...but damn it, he did solve the puzzle.


How To Solve A Rubiks Cube Pt. 1 - For more amazing video clips, click here



Not only can you learn to solve the Rubiks Cube on line....you do not even need a Rubiks Cube...you can actually play it on line!! No more callouses or blisters from turning the little game in my sweaty hands...go to this link and start your engines!!

PLUMBING THE DEPTHS

...of depression.  Probably.

Yesterday Henry and I went a bought new faucets for the bathub and both sinks in the Master Bathroom.  Excitement abounds. 

I made a list for the plumber, and was thrilled.  I would come home and not have to put a towel around the faucet I had last repaired two months ago.

Then there was the call.

Henry decides to be frugal fanny...not me....I get to be patty plumber.

Yup, on Sunday (my day off) I will be repairing all of the faucets.  The plumber said he thought "we" could do it!

You know what that means.

Now, I hope I did not donate my overalls to Second Chance!

JUMP

I used to have a crush on David Lee Roth, around the time of Van Halen's Diver Down album (am I dating myself?).



But from watching the video above--it is a little embarrassing. What did I like about him? The hair? The pout? The splits?

I sat down tonight to write a blog about the first day of the diet that I started on January 1st that really began today. Oh, let me add here the obligatory "It's not a diet it's a way of life."

My blog opened and I saw the bed.
The bed made me think of getting ready for work this morning.
When I went to pull on my tights I tried to sit on the bed and could not reach.
I had to Jump to get on the bed.
Voila! David Lee Roth and Van Halen!
When did he go from the video to this??
Is this aging gracefully?
Yikes!

On to the bed. The bed is very comfortable, I did wake up several times through the night because I thought I was going to crash to my death from the top of the bed.

Speaking of the top of the bed. This is a place that poor MacKenzie will never see again. She would have to move very far back, run up the little stairs that Betsy bought for her, and then throw herself towards the top of the bed from the top of the stairs. In other words...not a chance!


She is cute though isn't she?

WRESTLING

It is all about wrestling today. We wrestled our old bed out and the Bloomingdale's (Macy's) delivery people wrestled in the new bed. It looks wonderful. There really was a hole on Henry's side that he sunk into ... oopsie.

The delivery people actually were 10 minutes early...and that I was the first delivery. I should have purchased a lottery ticket--I mean really, when was the last time that happened.

I then went to see the movie "Wrestler". Mickey Rourke was great in this movie that made you incredibly happy not to be Mickey Rourke. I have never felt so incredibly sad for anyone's life as I did his in this movie.




I used a free movie ticket and Melinda bought the popcorn because I drove. Awesome use of funds.

THE HEART OF DARKNESS

Last night I went to a movie--"Last Chance Harvey". A nice movie. Great actors, Pathetic lives. Romance. As I am leaving the theater, I hear the people in front of me saying it was the worst movie they had ever seen. I wondered--Gosh, I wonder what movie they had seen--then I realized we were still in the theater and had seen the same movie. YIKES!

I get home and Henry wants to watch "Traffic". Great movie when I first saw it in 2000. Five hours into the two and a half hour movie...just when it was getting good...

Every light in the house went out.
Every light on our street went out.
Our street lamps went out.
Our neighborhood was dark.

After realizing these things I was happy I had refrained from asking Henry if he had paid the bill.

Then, I remembered something about them shutting down the electricity to do some changes to the transformers or something. But at 10:38 Saturday night?

We stumbled to the bedroom in darkness, where Henry tried to go online to see what was going on....it's cute how we actually do not think that the internet does run on electricity at some point.

Power this morning at 7AM.

That is my "dog ate the homework" excuse for not posting yesterday.

HAPPY TO BE...

...employed. In times as tough as these economically, we all need to be thankful that we have jobs, whatever they may be.

That being said I am going to share with you these words from Garrison Keillor on the Obama Election:

Be happy, dear hearts, and allow yourselves a few more weeks of quiet exultation. It isn't gloating, it's satisfaction at a job well cone. He was a superb candidate, serious, professorial but with a flashing grin and a buoyancy that comes from working out in the gym every morning. He spoke in a genuine voice, not senatorial at all. He relished campaigning. He accepted adulation gracefully. He brandished his sword against his opponents without mockig or belittling them. He was elegnt, unaffected, utterly American, and now (Wow) suddenly America is cool. Chicago is cool. Chicago!!

We threw the dice and we won the jackpot and elected a black guy with a Harvard degree, the middle name Hussein and a sense of humor. He said, "I've got relatives who look like Bernie Mac, and I've got relatives who look like Margaret Thatcher." The French junior minister for human rights said, "On this morning, we all want to be American so we can take a bite of this dream unfolding before our eyes." When was the last time you heard someone from France say they wanted to be American and take a bite of something of ours? Ponder that for a moment.

The world expects us to elect pompous yahoos, and instead we have us a 47-year-old prince from the prairie who cheerfully ran the race, and when his opponents threw sand at him, he just smiled back. He'll be the first president in history to look really good making a jump shot. He loves his classy wife and his sweet little daughters. At the same time, he knows pop music, American lit and constitutional law. I just can't imagine anybody cooler.

It feels good to be cool, and all of us can share in that, even sour old right-wingers and embittered blottoheads. Next time you fly to Heathrow and hand your passport to the man with the badge, he's going to see "United States of America" ad look up ad grin. Even if you worship in the church of Fox, everyone you meet overseas is going to ask you about Obama, and you may as well say you voted for him because, my friends, he is your line of credit over there. No need anymore to try to look Canadian.

To think I was excited that he was literate....never considered the jumpshot angle.