Uh, I have a new blog address.
Saying Things Outloud
I know. I'm sorry. I've done this like...3,872 times before. The new one is wordpress. It's kind of a logistical thing. I don't want to explain it because it's crazy-sounding.
Plus, I like the look better than blogger/blogspot.
Although I haven't yet figured out how to fill out the "About Me" section, but I don't have anything to put there anyway. Maybe I'll just leave it that way...it's kind of funny.
So, there you go.
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Monday, January 9, 2012
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Haze.
Last night was the Iowa Caucus, the first caucus or primary of this election season.
The top three finishers were Mitt Romney, Rick Santorum, and Ron Paul.
I learned today that John McCain endorsed Mitt Romney.
It must feel really good to have the support of the man who lost to Obama last time.
I wonder, though, which Mitt Romney he endorsed?
I also learned that the top 3 finishers were awarded the same number of delegates, which puts them on somewhat equal footing.
What...is that not what you heard from the media today?
The top three finishers were Mitt Romney, Rick Santorum, and Ron Paul.
I learned today that John McCain endorsed Mitt Romney.
It must feel really good to have the support of the man who lost to Obama last time.
I wonder, though, which Mitt Romney he endorsed?
I also learned that the top 3 finishers were awarded the same number of delegates, which puts them on somewhat equal footing.
What...is that not what you heard from the media today?
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Heritage.
I got a new year call from my Grandma today. I always struggle to stifle my laughter when she calls. I’ll start with the best quote of the conversation:
Grandma: How is your knee doing? (The last time she saw me was one month after I hurt it, a year and a half ago)
Me: All better!
Grandma: See, I can remember things. My memory is just fine.
Me: It really is. Don’t let anyone tell you your memory is failing.
Grandma: I’m glad you don’t think I’m senile.
Me: I don’t. I’m on your side.
Grandma: I try not to act senile. I want to keep people guessing about my age.
Other highlights…
She used the phrase “…and that’s the story of my life” a total of four times.
And the phrase “I’m the oldest kid on the block”, twice.
We reminisced about old times. They took us to the Golden Corral on every visit. She remembered that and said, “That is such a hilarious place to go.”
Yes, Grandma. Hilarious.
She also remembered that me and my sisters used to write plays. I believe in one of them I played the role of President George Bush (senior) on a fishing trip.
She only asked me twice if I have a boyfriend. I told her whenever I do she will be the first person I call. She said, “Now I have something to look forward to.”
She told me she worries about me living by myself, but she knows I probably enjoy being my own boss. She has figured me out! The only person in the family to understand me is a 93 year old. But remember, she’s not senile.
Grandma: How is your knee doing? (The last time she saw me was one month after I hurt it, a year and a half ago)
Me: All better!
Grandma: See, I can remember things. My memory is just fine.
Me: It really is. Don’t let anyone tell you your memory is failing.
Grandma: I’m glad you don’t think I’m senile.
Me: I don’t. I’m on your side.
Grandma: I try not to act senile. I want to keep people guessing about my age.
Other highlights…
She used the phrase “…and that’s the story of my life” a total of four times.
And the phrase “I’m the oldest kid on the block”, twice.
We reminisced about old times. They took us to the Golden Corral on every visit. She remembered that and said, “That is such a hilarious place to go.”
Yes, Grandma. Hilarious.
She also remembered that me and my sisters used to write plays. I believe in one of them I played the role of President George Bush (senior) on a fishing trip.
She only asked me twice if I have a boyfriend. I told her whenever I do she will be the first person I call. She said, “Now I have something to look forward to.”
She told me she worries about me living by myself, but she knows I probably enjoy being my own boss. She has figured me out! The only person in the family to understand me is a 93 year old. But remember, she’s not senile.
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