Friday the 13th. Ooooooooohhhhhhhh.
Remember how I dragged my feet about joining Twitter?
I love Twitter. I love it so much I hardly ever look at Facebook anymore.
I also hardly ever blog anymore.
So…here’s a blog about nothing, and everything.
This shirt cracks me up. The guy wearing it probably thinks I am a wacko for wanting to take a picture of it.
As women, it doesn’t matter what we do or say on the news – one of the most common comments/questions always relates to hair. Sad. Last winter I was having a bad hair/bad face day and I impulsively chopped bangs into my hair. Someone asked me why. I said, “Bangs are cheaper than Botox.” Now I’m growing out my bangs. Time for Botox?
A friend of my parents was reading to her grandson. He kept looking at and touching her hands and finally said, “Grandma what happened to your hands? They’re all bumpy and have spots on them.” Grandma replied, “Well, I got old.” Grandson asked, “Did it scare you?” Grandma laughed but wanted to say, “Hell yes!”
My Grandma Susan was fond of saying, “It’s nice to be nice to the nice.” I recently found out that a friend of mine did a very un-nice thing. Actually, it was worse than that – it was downright nasty and malicious. It’s really bugging me and it’s tainted the way I view this person even thought the nastiness was not aimed at me. Should I talk to this friend about it or just let it go?
That previous paragraph is a good reminder to keep your mouth shut unless you have something pleasant to say.
RVTV is nuts this year. NUTS! Record crowds, a proposal, Doodlebug races, fantastic football fans … thanks to everyone who’s made it so fun.
Who will win Saturday?
I’ve been going to a chiropractor. It’s helping.
Saturday I’m trying acupuncture for the first time.
I don’t care about Miley Cyrus. Her antics are meant to garner attention, boost sales, etc… and it’s working. Who. Cares.