Friday, Sept. 16, 2005
It's FRIDAY! I'm tossing invisible confetti tonight, sooooo glad it's the weekend. I still haven't gotten my bottle of potent potable, as I promised myself yesterday that I'd do. But tonight I will drive back to town to get something. I need to grab a few other odds and ends so not making a special trip, at least.
Of course oenophiles would turn up their collective noses at what I'll buy, because it's going to have to be cheap. I never went for the exhorbidantly expensive stuff anyway. You have to be awfully fond of wine to spend hundreds of dollars (or more) on a single bottle of any alcoholic beverage. I will allot maybe $10-15 for a bottle of merlot or chablis or rosé, if I'm feeling like an indulgence. And what's worse, I can't tell a heck of a lot of difference except in the proportionate alcohol content. Furthermore, the mood I'm in tonight (and the condition of my bank account after paying bills,) I'll probably be looking to pay $2.99 plus tax. Oh yeah, we're talking the GOOD stuff here, you can imagine.
I guess M is bound and determined to bring along her hubby and possibly her daughter tomorrow, with plans that her hubby is going to follow on his motorcycle, even though there's room for him in my truck. (No, I don't know why, either. I never pretended to understand men.) And a quick aside on that note, to nicim: no you may NOT fix me up with some guy, local or otherwise! May I please remind you I already won the ugly contest with Dangerspouse???
Not that he's ugly, mind you, but man... I'm so ugly they couldn't even tie a pork chop to my neck to get the dog to play with me - the pork chop sprouted legs and ran away!
Ack. I guess I'm going to have to cut this short tonight. I need to put laundry in to wash and need to make that trip to satiate my considerably-less-than-cultured palate for hooch, so I can hunker down for the night and stare bleary-eyed at the Sci-Fi channel for a couple of hours. Of course I won't remember tomorrow what I saw - but isn't that kind of the point?
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )