I missed a golden opportunity over the holidays to write about something very important to me. Something that is a special part of my life. And by "special" I mean "sucky." I used to think women were exaggerating about being "football widows." Now I think, "AMATEUR." (This was my expression through much of the holiday.) … Continue reading COLLEGE FOOTBALL, HEAR ME SNORE
TV
THE OLYMPICS AND OTHER DIVERSIONS
I am writing this for the moment instead of doing the work I should be doing over the weekend so my work week doesn't kill me. But what I really want to do is watch the opening ceremony of the Olympics. I caught a glimpse every now and then last night while visiting with the … Continue reading THE OLYMPICS AND OTHER DIVERSIONS
THINGS I MISS
The other evening I was visiting with my lovely and talented blog topic muse, Max, and we started talking about things we miss from our childhoods. As a child of the 70s and 80s -heavily influenced by reruns of the 50s and 60s, it turns out TV and the people who were on it topped the list, along with … Continue reading THINGS I MISS
DESTINATION: GUILTY PLEASURE
I've seen some unexplainable things, and done some things I can't quite explain. For those who don't know, that is the line uttered by Josh Gates at the beginning of each episode of Destination Truth. Strangely appropriate considering the confessional nature of this LetsBlogOff assignment: Guilty Pleasures: What's You Favorite Show on Television? I am … Continue reading DESTINATION: GUILTY PLEASURE
TEN MUST SEE MOVIES (IF YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT)
I tend to use cultural references that go right over the heads of my younger friends, so I was asked to make a list of viewing recommendations to get us all on the same page. Next time I say "It's going to be a bumpy night," maybe I won't get such strange looks. I have purposefully avoided … Continue reading TEN MUST SEE MOVIES (IF YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT)
MY WEEKEND IS BROKEN
I have broken my weekend. It just doesn't work the way it used to. Back when my weekend was working correctly, five o'clock Friday would come, and it kicked in like clockwork. I would spend Friday evening with friends, get up Saturday and work out, maybe do some shopping, pick up groceries, take the dog for a walk, wash the … Continue reading MY WEEKEND IS BROKEN
Diary of Ann Franks 