Throwing Little Thought Pebbles at Your Windshield Since 1996
No really. Just because I can’t keep longitude and latitude straight, doesn’t mean that I have lost all spacial awareness. I am in Massachusetts. However, taking Adam’s cue I tried adding myself to GeoURL and in reversing my coordinates, I show up as being “near Syowa – permanent station of Japan, Antarctica.”
I’m not there, really I’m not.
Well THAT was fast. Yesterday, the day of rest? Not. Now that I’m working full time and doing the whole single mom thing, I just don’t get anything done during the week anymore. Yesterday was “hurry up, you’ve only got one day left until work again!” day. Combine that with preparing for Junior to start at his new daycare on Wednesday, and then preparing for him to start kindergarten on top of that and you can see that my Sunday was not my own.
Hit Target and did some serious damage. I was in “Queer Eye for the Straight Gal” mode, picking up some storage items. Wicker baskets, actually. Yes, I decided to stop decorating with old Amazon cardboard boxes. I also got a coat rack so I could stop storing stuff on the backs of chairs. So far, so good. Also, I had to mow the lawn, go grocery shopping, do some laundry and the dishes. Sounds like fun, doesn’t it? I’d been invited to attend a BBQ but if I’d done that I couldn’t have gotten HALF of that stuff done. I feel a little bad about not going, but I feel better about having accomplished so much yesterday. Now if the grass would just stop growing for a while…
Tried the new Papa John’s pizza in Leominster, and I’m here to give my review:
What the hell is the big freaking deal? THIS is what people think is the best pizza in the US? Gah!
I’ll take Bertucci’s ANY day over this food product. Or California Pizza Kitchen if I have to pick a national chain (as opposed to a New England one). And for local pizza in Leominster, I’m sticking with Athens on Main Street next to the commuter rail station. I think Leominster House of Pizza is good, but it’s been so long since I’ve lived on that side of town that I don’t know if it’s still good. And I don’t eat pizza in – the joy for me is taking it home to eat in front of the television. I mean, that’s what pizza is for, right?
It’s never to early to decide on a Halloween costume. I hear (from a reliable source) that “we” are all dressing as super heros this year. As in all the kids and adults who normally trick or treat out of my sister’s house, aka, “ground zero”.
So now I have to figure out which super hero I can possibly pull off, given that I’m not built like one would normally imagine a superhero. So far the best I think I can do is one of the Powerpuff girls. But my hair is mostly Buttercup, but who the hell wants to be Buttercup? She’s not the cute one or the smart one, she’s the mean one!
