14 MONTHS LATER AND THEY FINALLY SENT ME...

login information? sheesh! I'm so glad this isn't another "imperative" in my life ;)

Frankly, I thought the email was for another blog! figured they chewed me up and spit me out somehow. Well what can I say? I know! Its been an interesting 14 months !!!

Lets see....my sister moved around the corner, we got bamboo floors, we went on a cruise, we got a cat, I became a mystery shopper and opinionologist, and am en route to being a foreign exchange mogul (watch out George Soros!), I joined Curves, I left Curves, we bought a treadmill, one day we'll get on the treadmill...there was a Bat Mitzvah for my niece in NY that cost as much as 2 years college for most (12 years for Texas), we went to the Jersey Shore after the NY event, we're meeting a couple of friends in New Orleans in October, we're getting the pool blue this weekend, and maybe, just maybe we'll get the grass cut too.....Whew! isn't that enough? Oh yeah, I was sort of "friendstered" by a couple of friends I haven't spoken to in over 25 years and it may be another 25 years till I speak to them again.

Gee, just typing it was exhausting...maybe I'll take a nap and finish the post in....14 months?

Saturday's Child

...if you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you...

There's talk of a space elevator going 62,000 miles into the sky - wonder if they're getting the material from Home Depot on 61st St. in Galveston?

Madonna gets a new name - I'm sure her parents are proud! I'd tell you what it is but I forgot. Maybe I'll remember her next one when I catch her next hair color in a week or two. I'm sure she couldn't complain, since she'd forgotten the words to John Lennon's "Imagine" while performing it the other night.

A man went into a Walmart in Naples, Fl. to get some garbage bags, covered in blood. Luckily, the Walmart police were able to nab him for murder...when will these murderers learn to wash the blood off in the Atlantic before going to Walmart? its only polite!

EL PASO, Texas (AP) -- First it was named one of the least literate cities in the nation, then one of the fattest and the sweatiest. El Paso has had enough. Residents insist their city is no dumber, fatter or sweatier than any other. Now everyone KNOWS that Houston is the fattest, sweatiest and most illiterate city in the country! How dare they they steal our thunder!

Why does my 6'2" husband always tell his 5'2" wife when the light bulbs blow out?

Galvestonians are complaining about having to wait nearly a week before there's a respite from the rain. As a transposed ex New Yorker, I find the weather such a relief from the unrelenting sunshine and heat. After almost 5 years, I still insist that these wet weeks are the most comfortable times to get anything done between the months of May and October.

What a day this has been...

...if through all this madness we can stick together we're safe...and sound...the world's just inside out and upside down...

Harris County Tax Assessor got robbed of millions - talk about turnabout being fair play?

The brand new Home Depot a few blocks from me, in Galveston, collapsed from the weight of the raindrops - what does this say about the quality of their building equipment anyway? Guess the associate who gave them the roofing seminar was the same one who taught my husband how to install a faucet!

With 6 inches of rain in 3 hours, families are still out in the surf, despite the thunder and lightening - after all, they've already paid for their vacations!

While walking in a downpour, my stepson decided to stop to light a cigarette at the gas station during a lightening strike. Nobody's perfect.

Getting Started?

I guess the best way to start is just to "do it". Shame I didn't have that attitude about other things when I was a kid. When you reach middle age, you don't want to waste weeks, months, years, decades before jumping in.

Will this be a diary for me? or perhaps a transmittal of irrelevant information, such as others I've seen? Maybe this will just be an annoyance to my darling husband, who will have to wait patiently for me to get away from the puter (for a change)! All of the above have their charms, and so I will consider "blogging on".