What Can I Say?

Princess Puss

Question of the Day

This morning on the way to work me and my deaf/mute husband were listening to some country radio station with the question of the day. It was: What is every great guys quality he seeks in a woman? I ask my husband who responds with a "huh, I didn't hear that." So I repeat the question, "what is every great guys quality he seeks in a woman?" Hubby responds with an "dunno". "you have to know something," so I ask again.

He shrugs.

I ask, "big lips?" He gives me the questionable looks and says, "no, men don't really get into big lips." I say, "REALLY? Then I get the you-don't-know-anything-look.


So I offer, "a great laugh?" Thinking sense of humor has to be a priority. He shakes his head, "no, maybe sense of humor." "Maybe, no, yeah, maybe, I dunno." By now I'm getting bored. AND thinking he couldn't possibly believe that sense of humor would NOT be at the top of the list.

Continuing, I go on, if he's a great guy then he had to have some top quality when searching for a woman. Meaning me back in the day. He takes a minute to think. He says, "well I dunno, but it would probably be..."

Are you ready for this?

Apparently I was not...

He finally answers my question by stating, "white."

Therein lies the answer to all of our marital issues.

I am overqualified.


Oh, and if you are curious about the answer to this question, it was Lustrous Hair. Yes, the answer was Lustrous Hair.

It's no wonder men get so tangled...

Things I Ponder

For the past several weeks I have not come upon anything blog-worthy. So I have been very neglectful. Then the other morning at 2am, I thought what the heck. I don't force people to read this. If they get bored or offended they can click to something more their style. Then I just pondered until 3:30am of many things that ran through my mind. So here are just some of those things:

What did we ever do without cell phones? I mean really? I've become the person I hated the most in restaurants, public restrooms, walking in the gym, you name it, I've become it...technology is really rude.

You may really not like hearing my pet stories, but I really dislike hearing about your boring kid stories.

Why does there have to be money? Are we so hardened and lazy we have to be rewarded to do things?

I think playing the saxophone on stage with a band would have to be like winning the super bowl, world series, Miss USA and the presidency all rolled up into one.

I have come into contact with my best friend from childhood and it's the best thing I have done in a very long time. It's amazing how we can pick right up where we left off.

If someone tells you they love you, but then cannot give you any reasons why they love you, do they really love you?

Why is it when old people shuffle five feet into the Wal-Mart front door they turn around and look behind themselves? Grandpa did this once I said, "keep moving, keep moving grandpa" he said, "huh?" I said, "keep moving" he replied, "i am", "no you're not keep moving", "ok". It must be a right of passage or something. Or maybe it's practice going through the BIG gates...

How is it possible that olives have fat in them?

I need a haircut. I'm afraid I'm reaching the point where my mom used to say, "when you are in your 40s you shouldn't have long hair." Truth is, I don't feel my age, but sure wish I was 30!

I've been recently disappointed in someone I thought was a friend. A friend for a long time. Wrong, I have a tendency of giving 100% of my trust to giving none at all. Lesson learned.

Why is it when the stoplight finally turns green, cars can't all take off at once. There's always one idiot not paying attention and holds everyone up.

I bought the Pioneer Woman's new book, even knowing I can read her blog...there's just something about holding a book.

To be copied is a compliment, but doesn't always feel like it.

It amazes me how many people come in my office and just start talking. They tell me all kinds of things. I listen and I remark. But very rarely do they ever ask how I am or if I had a good day. When I die I hope they just don't say that I was a nice person. I hope they say, she really loved to laugh.

I miss my family terrible right now. I'd give anything to converse with my dad and my Aunt Sadie. Anything...

A Sunshiney Morning

Callee is enjoying the sunshine while I play on the computer this morning.