Tuesday Tidings

I haven’t had time to formulate a coherent blog post of anything worthy in weeks so a Tuesday Tidings will have to suffice.

I read this great article recently and it certainly makes me rethink the information I give out to companies as I shop in stores and online because big brother IS watching. It also manages to remind me that I need to stop eating M&M’s at my desk every day. Two very good messages in one article, I love convenience.
One of those CiCi’s Pizza places opened near us and I took my daughter and her friend there last week and while there I was enlightened by these very pertinent facts - their pizza sucks, their salad selection is pitiful and their target market is teenagers and young children. And gluttons.

Why do Republicans constantly refer to Ronald Reagan as their ideal president? I wish I understood. Yes, he was a good president but does he deserve that kind of genuflection from the masses? Seriously, it’s time to find a new idol, not the aging actor turned president. It is not the 1980’s anymore and they really need to catch up.

I miss winter snowstorms. Winter 2012 on the east coast has been depressingly warm. Mama needs a snow day or two. Hear that Mother Nature? Blizzard me, please.

My husband and son went off for a long weekend to ski on REAL SNOW on REAL Mountains. I swear my son grew three inches and his voice deepened even more over those brief days. It was like sending off a boy and getting a doppelganger in return, except he then dropped all his crap on the floor, ate everything in sight and sat in front of his XBox. Same kid, just bigger.

Doppelganger is a new favorite word and I’m trying to find ways to use it daily. Not as easy as one would think.

It’s only February and I’m ridiculously worn by the media coverage of the election. By November I might be brain dead. And you know what happens when you put a brain dead person in front of a voting booth? Suddenly Santorum is in the White House. Frankly, if I were a conspiracy theorist, I would be scared. But I have faith in the intelligent populace who would rise up in revolution before that zealot misogynist windbag became president.

Last week I spent two days at a trade show for work. I walked around and introduced myself to well over a hundred people. As someone who suffers from low level social anxiety and shyness, and could willingly forgo talking to anyone for days at a time, this was an exercise of inner fortitude and patience, because Holy Hell, there are bored people at trade shows and they want to talk and talk and talk. I didn't want to talk to anyone for the next three days.

I’m of two minds on the days the kids have off from school. One mind says Great! I get mornings to myself. The other mind says If I’m up this early, they damn well better be too. Caffeine usually quiets both minds.

I spent most of Sunday in a baking frenzy, which is my go-to activity when I’m avoiding something that requires my attention that I’d rather not do. So instead of progress on the important project, my pantry now contains Gluten Free Chocolate Chip Cookies, Gluten Free Chocolate Chip Cake, Vanilla/Brownie marbled cake, and a pan of brownies. My husband and kids will be on a sugar high for days.

SuperHubby keeps showing me pictures of available dogs on the Rhodesian Ridgeback Rescue sites. I keep telling him to pick one. He keeps saying not yet. Anyone know of a young Rhodesian Ridgeback in need of a good home? A female is best as I want to keep the ratio of females to males in my house tilted in my favor.

I am addicted to Scramble with Friends and may need intervention.

What the hell is Pinterest and why is everybody talking about it?