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Frustrated (update is underlined)

I'm highly frustrated by certain situations in my life -- it comes in waves and doesn't involve Pkin or the pookies or anyone I'm related to by blood, but it's terribly, terribly irritating. 

Blueberry Yogurt

Pkin likes to wait seven or more years to share things like, "Oh, I don't really like lettuce in my sandwich."  But I guess he's finally feeling comfortable with me because he shared that he doesn't like the blueberry yogurt if there are other flavors available.  Blueberry is not my favorite flavor but the Costco mega-pack has one-third of the box filled with that flavor.  I guess both and he I will have to share the pain after we finish the first two-thirds.

Getting back to the lettuce things, one day I made a sandwich for him and one for myself.  I gave him the only lettuce that was in the house because I wanted him to have the best sandwich.  He told me that he pulled it out.  There may have been some comment about braces and hard to eat.  I only recall the pain of unfulfilled sacrifice.

The Plum Flavored Peach

I've been enjoying a plum and a peach each day this week, except Thursday.  Thursday's peach and plum sat on my desk top all day and night and became Friday's peach and plum.  The peach is kind of plum-flavored now.  It's a little odd and reminds me, not because of flavor but just because, of apricot-peach preserves.  Yum!  You need to have some of that on nicely buttered, not too dark wheat toast.  Super Yum!

Do you see my "recycled" Subway napkin?  Subway usually gives only one napkin per sandwich.  I got four, four yesterday.  I think they are feeling the heat of Quizno's breathing down their freshly baked necks. 

Which do you prefer?  Plum or peach?  Subway or Quinzo's?  Chevrolet or Ford?  Plum-flavored peaches or non-plum-flavored peaches?

Purse = Cr@p Holder

I had to cut shopping short yesterday because my lower back was killing me.  After much consideration I've decided that it is because my purse is too full of junk and just weighing me down.  Also, the chiropractor said my left hip was all out of whack.  Yes, I hold my purse on my left side, and it's a satchel -- it's a monstrousity.  Now I need to clean it out or consider using another purse, perhaps a shoulder bag that would better distribute the weight.

Here's the offending item:

It's a nice bag, very stylish.  Women ask me all the time, Where did you get that lovely bag?  Mom bought it in NY and then handed it down to me, so it's a true "Second-Hand Bag."  (I can just heard Barbra Streisand, see Songs, #6.)  There are classy leftovers in my family.

Bearing Up Well

I'm still not used to the loss of AOL.  I love being in touch with people, and AOL was the lifeline.  I was getting a hit this morning, in the after shower towel, before I got ready for work.  We all do what we have to do.

Do you like Yahoo?

AOL Access Denied (Updated)

As companies look at more and more ways to save money, they turn off perks like bottled water and paper cups at the coffee station.  I guess they also look at saving their employees work time and cut out things like access to www.aol.com.  I can no longer check my email from work. 

Do I feel like working 10 hours days and then going home to get the jokes my friends have sent me to help me get through the 10 hour days?  Will I feel like checking my email or voicemail from home at 8 PM when there is just one message I'm waiting for that could make a big impact on previously mentioned employer?

[Added later:]  I still haven't asked anyone else if they are impacted as am I but I've re-introduced myself to www.yahoo.com and saw the most intriguing ad. 

Do you want to increase your libido AND reduce your cellulite?

My goodness, who wouldn't say yes to that question.  I'll wait until I get home to check out that link.

The Drive

Traffic is LA is a nightmare; you can just forget getting anywhere in a reasonable amount of time it is raining.  But something has changed, Pkin and I drove to Orange County on a Sunday afternoon and really only saw tailights once each way.  This is not normal.  Normally, we would drive 20 miles out of our way to avoid bumper to bumper cars, not so yesterday.  And I'm scared.  Well, I was glad yesterday but really scared today.  With gas prices being so high I wonder if there will be a good end to all the economic upheaval.  I don't think there will be one so in the meantime we will enjoy less crowded streets, as we try to save money and prepare for what is next.

Black and Blue

In the movie Steel Magnolias, Julia Roberts says that her colors are "bashful and plush."  Both are highly similar shades of pink.  I've been looking at my wardrobe of late and my signature colors would have to be Black & Blue!

I'm a Winter, according to Carole Jackson, but a dark winter.  Other winters are Snow White and Linda What's-Her-Name, Wonder Woman.  I look good in jewel tones, I guess it would be black diamonds for me.  Today I'm wearing a deep royal blue dress with a black mid-sleeve cardigan.  Both are summer/spring weight but I'm feeling very DARK.  I need some sunny clothes to fake make for a sunny disposition. 

Getting back to Carole, she did have some really good advice about finding your most complimentary colors.  You need a white, pure white sheet or towel, or blouse.  Hold the cloth at your neck as you look into a mirror, with good light of course.  Then you hold the item, whatever it is, up to your face.  If the color is right, your face will light up; if it's wrong, you'll be washed out, overwhelmed, or be a bright red mess (if you're me.)  I need to stay around from yellow undertones; I have enough of them naturally.  I could wear yellow but it would have to be the exact perfect shade.  When you're my size, it's not so much finding the right color though, I have to find the size first.  Ah, something else to think about.

I Highly Doubt This

Signs from God (maybe Buddha or Confucius)

I needed to get away for a bit this afternoon so I went to Chinese lunch alone though I would have preferred to do something more social, it was all I had open to me.  The food was good, of course, and as I was paying the server asked if I had a dime.  I spilled out my few coins and I had not only a dime but also an old fortune, which said:

Look around; happiness
is trying to catch you.

As Pkin will attest I cannot throw a piece of paper away.  It might be important, you never know.

Guess what my fortune today was?