Let the good times roll

There's something diabolical about our family occasions...whether it's a holiday celebration or life milestone...something always goes horribly wrong. Take today, for instance, it's my anniversary and I got a speeding ticket--my FIRST ever. I'm so angry. I NEVER speed...everyone always makes fun of me for driving like an old lady. After the cop was finished humiliating me I rushed immediately to the store and bought some chocolate cherry kisses. I'm going spend the rest of the day feeling sorry for myself and stuffing my fat face with candy. grrrrrrrrr. Anyhow, me and Mikey took ourselves out for our anniversary lunch at this Indian place in Chapel Hill, Mint. The food was really good altho it was overshadowed by the financial disaster this ticket is going to bring on. Let's see...what else is new in my world...well, Mikey bought a new (used) dishwasher. Nothing says "I love you" quite like a used dishwasher. Gotta love Craig's List. It's almost as addicting as Facebook. Which reminds me, if you are ever over that way, look me up.

Anniversary!

This is us when we were dating, oh so many years ago. It's hard to believe its been almost a quarter century with this guy. Dig those groovy glasses, dude. Now that's a fad that needs to die a permanent death. We've got no plans for the day since Miguel is working...maybe we can slip out for a romantic lunch at Taco Bell...that's where we ate after we got married at the courthouse in Rockville, MD. Yeah, living large. That's the Nicholson way. We got married the day the space shuttle blew up. There's nothing like a national disaster to help seal the deal. Be sure to look us up on Facebook.

Finally, some snow!

Well, this is a momentous occasion...in more ways than one. For once the weatherman was right on the money. He said it would start snowing after midnight and end about noon. It's so beautiful...very fluffy. I filled up the birdfeeders and those guys have been busy. I have never seen so many birds at one time. Mikey is sick, but dragged himself out of bed so we could watch the inauguration. Afterwards Mike said, "yeah, but what's he going to do about bringing coffee to the snowbound." Looks like we're going to be stuck here for the duration. If you happen to be driving by, please bring coffee to Mike...

Happy Birthday to the King

I wouldn't feel right if I didn't acknowledge Elvis' birthday. How old would he be now...100? 150? I can't remember. Yesterday was Mom's birthday. She is 83 now. Dad will be 83 next month. Indeed, time does fly. Here it is, well into 2009, and I haven't made any resolutions yet. I had some vague notions about losing weight and exercising and some other nonsense like that...but I'm over it now. No point in setting myself up for failure. My only goal in life now is to get by with a minimum of grief and pain. I've given up on all those youthful ambitions...like becoming rich and famous. But Hey! Not to worry...I've already outived the King by a decade. By all accounts I'm a late bloomer. I have many more years to go, God willing, and I haven't peaked yet!!