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My Plumber

Have you ever wondered what life must have been like when only outdoor plumbing was available?  I don’t know about you but I feel as though I get up once or twice in the middle of the night to use the bathroom.  I wouldn’t be too happy if that trip included putting on shoes, maybe a jacket and walking out behind a shed or garage in the dark in order to use the toilet.  I think at that point the tub would have looked pretty good instead.

The reason that I’m bringing this up is because I had to call the plumber this weekend.  I accidentally flushed one of my small lotion bottles down the toilet.  It was the middle of the night and I was sitting on the toilet.  I grabbed my lotion that was on the tank lid, used it, and threw it back over my head.  Instead of landing on the tank lid it went right down the tank!  I mean I flushed the toilet because I didn’t even realize it landed in the toilet and down the the tank it sailed.  The plumber practically had to take the whole toilet out to find that lotion bottle.  Oh the lessons in life are sometimes like the little things that make you go hmmmm.

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Sleeping through the Night

What a difference a good night sleep makes.  I haven’t been sleeping very well lately and decided to try something out.  On my way home from work tonight I decided to stop at Walmart and pick-up some new sheets and blankets for my bed.  I knew they would be expensive but I figured it would be a lot worse if I got into an accident if I fell asleep behind the wheel.  Or I could possibly be so tired that I would fall asleep at my desk and lose my job. Those reasons helped me rationalize my big splurge at Walmart. If there was such a thing.

To my surprise and shock of horror there is such a thing as a splurge at Walmart.  I ended up walking out of there with $250.00 worth of things.  I got my sheets, my new pillow cases, a couple of blankets, towels, and a few other necessities.  I don’t know about you but shopping is great therapy for a lonely heart. I bought things that reminded me of the south.  Things to help me feel at home right here on the east coast.  Plus they were things that will help me get a good nights rest. So tonight will be the big experiment.  We will see if new sheets and blankets can cure insomnia.

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Spider Killer Needed

Sometimes I think the only reason I miss having a man around the house is when I am alone and have to deal with a spider. I don’t know what it is about spiders that terrify me. After careful thought, I don’t remember any childhood dramas involving spiders. But I really do freak out when I see one.

I don’t care if the spiders see me or are just going about their own business. When I see a spider anywhere inside my home or even outdoors in my yard, it must die. It is so much easier to just yell for a man to come kill the damn thing. If I’m alone, I have to find a weapon, prepare the execution area, and strike quickly to make sure it does not get away.

And sometimes the worst thing happens – I miss and it gets away. Then I have to go around all day and night worrying about the spider that is still lurking somewhere and I won’t be satisfied until it is dead.

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Can’t Sleep

It’s late and I should be in bed, sound asleep. But I can’t sleep and I’m sick of lying in the bed staring at the ceiling. I thought there might be something fun on Facebook, but it looks like everyone else is in bed. I’m bored and can’t sleep.

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Weird Tyra

The first time I heard this I thought it was a crazy lie or a publicity stunt. But then I heard it a second time, from Tyra Banks herself during an interview on a TV news show. She says that when she was a teenager she was not popular at all and no one ever asked her out on a date. So she would look at herself in a full length mirror in her bedroom and kiss the mirror, like she was kissing herself. She said that she did deep kisses and french kisses, for the practice.

Sorry, Tyra. That is just too weird for me. I don’t think you should be telling on yourself like that, either. Those kinds of things are better kept as secrets. Its just too much info and it does nothing to enhance your image at all.

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Name Game

Are you old enough to remember a song from childhood called, “Name Game”? They sing bama bama no-bama, banana fanah no fanah . . . it is a cute little novelty song. I heard them sing a version of this song on a commercial tonight, where a male nurse is giving a little girl a dose of medicine and he has her sing with him during the procedure.

I was thinking about the name game and how my name, Michele, is spelled with just one “l” instead of two, and how my girlfriend April Michele not only spells her name with just one “l” but it is her middle name that she uses as part of her first name. Anyone who knows he,r knows to call her April Michele. Only people like teacher’s and nurses or the clerk at the DMV call her by just April.

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Donating to Good Will

Unless I lose a lot of weight this winter – and that really is not likely – there are a bunch of clothes in my closet that just don’t fit and need to go. It is really hard for me to discard clothes, even when I realize they do not fit and will probably never fit. So, tonight I am going to force myself to fill up a box of old clothes to donate to Good Will. I am forcing myself to not stop until the box is full. I am dreading it, but I really need to get it done.

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Little Box of Treasures

There was a scene in the movie, “Throw Momma From the Train” where Danny DeVito’s character asks if his friend, Larry, would like to see his box of treasures. Larry says, “No,” but Owen brings out a cigar box anyway. He takes out silly little items and talks about them in great, loving detail. It is funny and yet bittersweet.

I think we all have a little box of treasures that mean something special to each of us, but might look like junk to someone else. I have a drawer in my dresser that holds most of those items. Just little souvenirs from special places. Looking at them brings back great memories and i don’t expect anyone else to ever appreciate them like I do.

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Indian Summer

The weather turned cold last week and we had freeze warnings on Thursday and Friday night. So I brought in my plants and will keep them inside for the winter. I have been tending these plants for several years and I would be so very upset to lose them to frost or freezing.

Just when I was resigned to wearing a jacket and getting used to the cold again, the weather forecast has called for temps back in the upper 70’s and 80’s this week. So I guess we are having an Indian Summer.

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Raking Leaves

The leaves are starting to turn color and blow off the trees. I might have to actually rake my yard for the first time this weekend. It makes me sad to have to acknowledge that summer is really over, even though the days get warm and we have not had a frost yet. But the falling leaves are tough to deny. Autumn is definitely here!