As I was waking up this morning I realized that my house smelled like bacon. Mr. Carol told me I should turn the range fan on yesterday when I was cooking the bacon for the BLT sandwiches we had for dinner, but I was having no part of it. I like the smell of bacon [...]
Tag: Humor
My bumper cannot commit, but my blog delivers…
I was working my way through an old stack of miscellaneous papers and articles that I have kept for years thinking I needed them (I blame this sudden burst of organizational focus on Prairie Woman who recently laid out an entire organizational strategy that seemed quite logical). At any rate, I ran across a series [...]
“Has this ever happened to you?”
I think today is a good day to share the question, “Has this ever happened to you?” This question is important because I am looking for someone out there to tell me that I am not the only sorry soul who manages to find themselves in these predicaments. Predicament one: Have you ever purchased a [...]
My own Magic Kingdom…
Well, here I am back from five days in Florida and contrary to what I believed at the outset of my trip I am not relaxed. The good news is that very single day there was maximized and I saw many colleagues and friends that I do not get to see often enough. This trip [...]
Ignored…seriously.
Just one small observation to share at this late hour. I learned this information today from Mary who as my roomie is now able to testify to the fact that I regularly talk to myself. I was trying to contain my conversations with myself while Mary and I were sharing a room, but it appears [...]
Trolley Toils
Author: Mary H. Senger, Guest writer Trolley Toils Due to Carol’s lack of patience and pure frustration with recent events involving her toils with the trolley system in Florida, she has invited me to entertain you as a guest writer. Please bear with me as I have never blogged and find it [...]
The $#%^&@#! trolley
I am having flashbacks. Not the kind you have from hallucinogenic drugs, but the kind you have from memories of the past that were stored in some location in your brain that you were completely unaware of. Ever since I arrived at the hotel former escapades have been coming back in pieces. My last trip [...]
THE NEW FORTY 