thoughts

My husband asked if Thanksgiving is on Thursday this year.  THIS YEAR.  Then he asked if it was on the 26th. For 13 years of marriage and the three years that we dated he's thought that Thanksgiving was on the 26th. Every year.

Hillary had a fantastic idea.  We will open a store for bigger busted women called Victoria's Bigger Secret.

I'm getting over bronchitis (again).  This would be my Autumnal Bronchitis.  I get bronchitis every spring and fall, so I declare this Autumnal Bronchitis.  Watch, it's going to be all over Web MD tomorrow as THE pretentious infection to have this fall.

My dad just joined Facebook.  Currently he doesn't know the difference between email and Facebook, so this should be fun.

I'm a wee bit sarcastic if you're reading this blog for the first time.

I think I may have to visit P.F. Chang's soon.  Won Ton Soup and the Ground Chicken and Eggplant.  If I did something really horrible that was deserving of the death penalty, you know, like attend a function with visible roots or consciously watch one of those TLC shows with the people with eleventy-seven children — I would ask for Won Ton Soup and the Ground Chicken and Eggplant as my last meal.  Or cheese enchiladas.  Or a cheesecake.  A whole cheesecake.  And don't ruin it with fruit.

Thank goodness it's pie season.

The Wall Street Journal says The Beatles are coming to iTunes tomorrow.  If this is true — look out Sunglass Hut — Yoko's gonna be an even richer tiny woman who needs massive sunglasses.

I could go for some coffee ice cream.

Today is National Recycle Day.  I'm recycling relationships to celebrate.

The commercial that is touting "corn sugar" being the same as real sugar makes me angry.  The Food and Drug Administration could take two years to decide on renaming high fructose corn syrup "corn sugar", but that's not stopping the industry from using the term now in advertising.  It's not sugar, people.  Sugar is sugar. Sugar is natural, HFCS is not. A genetically modified enzyme in used in production of HFCS.  That isn't natural, BUT the FDA does not have a general definition for "natural."  It's true, look it up.  

Sometimes I get on soapboxes.  

My favorite color is gray.

Last night the light part of my bedroom ceiling fan came almost unattached from the fan and fell, hanging on by the wires.  This was at 4 am.  It sounded like my china cabinet fell over — it was that loud.  Just try to go back to sleep after that.

I went to Walgreens today without earrings and felt naked.  

Next week is Thanksgiving and my time to ponder the eternal question: store bought pie crust or pie crust from scratch?

I have never had a McRib.

My oldest child asked for a Blackberry for Christmas.  She's crazy. This is an iPhone house.  Seriously, she's not getting a phone.  She's getting two tin cans with a string attached.

I sent a text today that read: blah blah blabbedy blah blah.  I sent it to a friend who has said I have a gift with words.

Would someone nominate me for CNN's Heroes?  I need to meet Anderson Cooper.  Thanks.

Would someone get me a guest spot on 30 Rock?  I need to meet Alec Baldwin.  Thanks.

Thestylerookie.com reports that she (14 year-old blogger, Tavi) and Jane Pratt of the now defunct Sassy and Jane magazines are starting a new teen magazine.  This could be a wonderful thing for girls and I would love to be a part of it.  

That's all for now.  More later.