testing to my blog

SWA blocks me when I try to email my blog.

We'll see what Targetbase does.

 

Can you hear me now??

Okay, it adds a bunch of disclaimer crap at the Bottom!! I'll use Yahoo from now on.

Fat Momma to the rescue!!

Oh my gaw!! I almost peed my pants last night when I saw a TV show called "Who wants to be a superhero"...oh my gosh these folks are NUTS! but obviously having fun at the same time that they keep peace on the planet.
Real People...working class superheroes, hoping Stan Lee can he'p em out a little.

http://www.whowantstobeasuperhero.tv/cast/

My favorite was Fat Momma...she talks to herself when she's running, she's not as fast as the others, obviously!.
And then there's Major Victory who's goal is to be "the Winner, not the Wiener". I loved this guy in action. He is my kinda superhero. His running was funny, he's stop and do a quick dance step along the way. Loved it!! His weakness? Lactose intolerant!!

Overheard...

at the IHOP in Hillsboro on Friday night...

So, uh, do you have to take some special class to learn how to kiss ass?

Spring Cleaning

Well, I got this new cool job, I'm considering relocation to a new apartment and just plain starting from scratch with everything. (The GasPipe opening down the street from me jump started the process)
Loose ends seem to be tying up. With the new job, the email address for my blog was misplaced.
Okay, I didn't have the energy.
I finished school...finally. I'm almost finished with physical therapy, and was finally able to make a trip down to visit the family. A trip I needed more than I realized. I delayed returning until the latest possible time and had a hard time walking out the door.
Family is so refreshing sometimes. Observing my parents in their new "oldness". My dad pushing vitamin C on me and asking for a subscription to Nexus magazine, my mom pulling out strawberry cake from the freezer to celebrate my birthday and so she could indulge her sweet tooth. We sat around the little tub of tupperware with forks and had a giggly time. My brother and sister bickered the entire time. She seems to have good luck these days, he seems to be getting the yang of her good ying.
My nephews are getting older, the littlest is sporting a toothless smile these days and demonstrated great competency as a catcher on their baseball team. The twins are in it for the uniform, I think. Although there was discussion to groom Kyle to be a pitcher since he's been a shockingly accurate thrower since he could drool. Those are the best scholarships is what they were saying. Oh the pressure.
My Jeep is now running as it should and now I just need to give it a little more TLC to make it 100%.
So...no more school, no more physical therapy, no more car accident worries, no more missing the family as much... What kind of drama is there to look forward to?
Change the bathroom, get a new sofa...new dining set...new new new!! Clean sweep time!
My school reunion is in July, at least these are pleasant things to stress about.

Enron

You won't believe what I ran across at the thrift store this weekend!  Okay, maybe you have an idea because of the title.  there's this great thrift store on Irving Blvd that is part of my thrift store "route" on the weekends. I hadn't been on this jaunt in a while, so I was excited.

I generally go look at furniture, appliances, picture frames and computer stuff and then segue to the clothing, usually men's shirts. I don't trust much else. I did find execllent deals on shoes (Adidas and Doc Martens combined, 10 bucks) for a while there. As a matter of fact, I picked up a pair of Kenneth Cole loafers this weekend for $10. but I digress....

There I am looking at a ton of old shirts, polo, gap, old navy....lots of gimme shirts for various companies and then there it is, like a light beaming from the flourescents above...a light blue (a well earned fade) long sleeved button-down...I push the hanger to reveal the logo....yep.

ENRON. ...I giggled, went to the next shirt then came back to this one...I have to get it. And the price is right, $1.98.

Will I wear it? Should I wear it? Gawd, what'll people say?  hehe.

Seems a bunch of folks have come out of the woodwork and want to have a little high school reunion this summer.

It should be rather intersesting. Being that it was a small small school, we were all pretty tight so people know people and one informs the other and blah bla bla.

 

I don't know how the dynamics will be though. I invited the friends I still keep in touch with and those whose emails I have located. We're scattered all over, even internationally.

I'll be able to stay at my parent's place because they chose San Antonio in July, yeah, you read that right, --JULY. I don't know if any of us went to Harvard, hehe. Really, it's a central location and you have to take advantage of the summer school break.

I just keep thinking about what people were like in High School and that now they have kids of their own. Will my brother's friends revert to their old krazy party ways and will we fall into the roles we had at that time? hmmm.

I know that dynamic rears its ugly head when I go to my parent's place, my brother and sister and I bicker and moan, and then realize we're adults again two minutes later. It must be very interesting for my nephews to watch.

Will the geeks still be shy? Will the loud ones have loud kids? Will the snobby girls team up again? have they kept in touch with each other? Did they live up to their potential? Did I?  

Will I still be on the outside looking in? Standing next to my small group?

Will we even recognize each other? or will we have to have name tags?!

 

So many questions.