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Procrastination:  we have the gene.

My little apple fell straight down.

This 'n That Thursday

Funny stuff I found while procrastinating looking for a job:

• Did you know that Kate Gosselin was a "coupon blogger"? Well, she's not any more.  She went and got herself fired.
• Uma Thurmond named her baby girl this: Rosalind Arusha Arkadina Altalune Florence Thurman-Busson.  Ummmmm.
• Somebody stole a car in Colorado.  It was full of snakes and other reptiles. 
• How about these guys?  
• The Governor of Florida gave out a sex line number by mistake.  He was trying to give a meningitis hotline number.
• Home Pet Spa.  When you don't have a tub? 
• A guy got drunk and couldn't find his car.  For two years.  
• OJ Simpson is selling a mysterious knife.  For 5 million bucks.
• I go here several times a day.  Sheer genius.
• Alright.  I'm done here.  Now go forth and procrastinate.  I need company.

Friday Free-for-all

Nonsense I think about while I am busy avoiding other responsibilities:

• Had dinner last night with Connecticut friends who are in town for Vanderbilt family weekend.
• I have been quite the gal about town lately.  I need to stay in and detox.
• That Katie Couric show is not very good.
• Actually, all daytime TV is pretty lame.
• Except for Michael Strahan.  He is so cute.
• Oh, and Ellen.
• Have transitioned Dora to an all raw diet, and almost immediately, all of her health issues have improved.
• Is it possible to floss too much?
• Read any good books lately?
• If you haven't done so, please register to be a marrow donor.  And get your family to do so. Especially those younger than 40.  All you need is a cheek swab.
• There is large azalea in full bloom here.  
• I am participating in a half marathon in one month.  I am woefully behind in training.
• What are you doing this weekend?

I Have This

pro·cras·ti·na·tion

  [proh-kras-tuh-ney-shuhn, pruh‐] 

noun

the act or habit of procrastinating,  or putting off or delaying,especially something requiring immediate attention: She was smart,but her constant procrastination led her to be late with almost everyassignment.

This 'n That Thursday

• I love Katy Perry.  This is my new theme song.
• Why do some hard boiled eggs put up such a fight during peeling?
• When did STOP signs become optional?
• I should be packing.
• Go see "Moonrise Kingdom."  GO!
• I cannot get enough celery seed.
• I am worried about the hummingbirds who visit my feeder.  I hope the new people want to feed them.
• Actually, I am a little obsessed about all birds.
• My babies will be 21 three weeks from today.  Where did the time go?
• I think I'm going to find out what all the excitement over Downton Abbey is about.  That should keep me away from packing for a good while.
• Annie is coming with me when I make the drive to Tennessee!  
• Any tips on driving long distances with a dog?
• Okay.  I'm really gonna go get some packing done.  Later.

Hump Day Haiku

a new obsession

springs forth from a random app 

happy leap day peeps

Molly the Owl, Part Deux

We have a new owlet this morning. Meet Ashley. Suddenly, the dog days of summer don't loom so long....Now if only we can get a puppycam up when winter hits, life will be really good.

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Dazed and Confused

Aquarius Weekly Horoscope

June 21 - June 27, 2010
If there ever was a week when you needed to perfect the art of juggling, finding a balance between work and play, this is it. The Sun's move into your work sector on Monday sets the scene for the most important month of the year for work matters and with a total solar eclipse here next month, there is the potential for significant new beginnings or opportunities opening up. You would think then that you'd need to be super work focused, but with Mercury remaining in your romantic and creative sector until Friday, the answer is no. Once Mercury leaves things will become a lot more work focused, but as this is the last activity in your romantic and creative sector for the year, a balance between work and play is crucial. Keep your mind open and you'll retain your creativity.

So what should I be doing with myself? Seriously, this is so confusing. I think I may need a nap. What does your week look like?

Really?

Aquarius: Today's Daily Horoscope

Your mental energy is helping you fire off great ideas all day today — so find some way to record them all without wasting a precious moment of inspiration! Life speeds up somewhat later on.

Really? Guess I'd better take a shower and get dressed. Really?

get yours here

I Might Need Some Help

Molly and Phoebe.

Bringing a whole new meaning to procrastination.

This-n-That Thursday

Very important thoughts:

• Jojoba oil is my new favorite moisturizer.
• I am thinking about stashing some tweezers in my car.
• You should check your TP stash before you prep for a colonoscopy.
• I think Molly might have a new owlet by the end of today.
• I have taken procrastination to a whole new level.
• I don't think I have any hobbies.
• I don't think I've used a dictionary in years...I just look everything up online.
• The same with phone books.
• And maps.
• I never understood why Sandy Bullock was with that guy anyway.
• After Molly eats, I feel queasy.
• I think I'll have about 20 bags to give the Veterans next week.
• If I can tear myself away from the Molly cam. I am an owlcoholic.
• I love almond milk.
• I saw a snowflake on the weather map. I almost cried.

I think I may need help.

Meet Molly

My newest obsession.

Molly is a Barn Owl.

Her mate is McGee.

Molly is here with what is believed to be her first clutch.

This is a live cam outside her owl box near San Diego.

It is on 24/7.

Black and white is the night vision.

It is in color during the daylight hours PST.

We have two owlets so far: Max and Pattison.

McGee roosts in a nearby palm tree during the day.

At night he visits to "bond" and bring food.

Molly leaves the box at night for a few minutes to fly around and poop.

Sometimes I cannot watch her eat her dinner.

Nature is neat but sometimes too real for me.

There are three more eggs that might hatch.

Owl eggs hatch in order of when they were laid.

Now settle in and watch this.

When you don't get anything done today, you can thank me later.

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I Know, I Know....

Aquarius Horoscope

For The Week Starting November 23, 2009

AQUARIUS - Happy Thanksgiving

You are tempted to work hard this week to try and prove your worth to others. What you do not understand is that you have already done this and there is no need to push it anymore. Be sensible now. Your goals may be changing and your life taking a new direction starting this week. You may need a few new clothes for a good impression.

...there is probably some big rule in blogging that posting two horoscopes in a row is in very poor taste. But I don't care. I mean, look at this week's instructions! How could it be any better? I don't have to do anything but shop. What does your week look like?

Closet Watch Friday

While all you talented photographers are out there are showing us your beautiful Skywatch shots today, I have decided it's time to get in the closet.  And switch it from Summer to Winter.  Yup.  Groundhog day is a week from Monday, and this is the State of My Closet:

Capri pants--None of which even fit me now.

Some flip flops.

Some Summer Bags.

There's more, but I am too embarrassed to share it.  See you later.  

Thanks Everyone!

After all the kind advice and encouragement I've received from you all today, I've been able to complete my desk clearing project.  Seriously.  And I actually found some books that I ordered from Amazon.  They came three weeks ago.

Has anyone read any of these?

We won't discuss where everything went, or what a certain corner of my bedroom looks like now that my office is so beautiful.  Nor will we discuss the state of the drawers in the bathroom.  I am ashamed to say that Squazz has one half of a drawer and maybe a third of a shelf.  The rest of that real estate is mine.  It isn't pretty, but I'll think about that another day.

By the way, what is is with all those wine comments?  

Help!

The Mental Pausal Desk Area is once again a mess.

My procrastination tendencies are taking over.

I feel overwhelmed.

I feel cranky.

I feel like throwing up my hands and going away.

Far away.

But I have to set an example.  Right?

Any motivational suggestions?

Vicarious Mama

Since I ended this past weekend practically able to palpate my own liver, and barely squeezing into my sweats, I spent a great deal of time yesterday reading up on various cleanses and diets. It served as a way to restart my motivation for a healthier me, and I must tell you that I feel better already.

Dooce tweeted this ditty yesterday:  dooce The urge to grab a handful of chocolate Teddy Grahams is almost unbearable.  

As you may know by now, she is on the 21 day cleanse that Oprah did.  Here is the link to Oprah's blog about it...In case you don't want to read it, The short version is that she talks about how much she wants a glass of wine.  Bordeaux to be exact.  And Heather wants Teddy Grahams.  Since I am not a big fan of either Bordeaux or Teddy Grahams, I'm starting to think this may actually work for me.

My morning progressed, and as I sipped my lemony water, I read all about the virtues of  Zinc from Dr. Oz.  And also more of his thoughts on fiber.  He really loves all things fiber.  I really like Dr. Oz.

He and Oprah have educated me about many things--like the omentum.  I don't like my omentum.   

Or any other omentum for that matter. Here they are holding up some omenti.  Is that the plural of omentum?  I don't even like the thought of one of these suckers much less a plethora of them.  Don't you love the word plethora?  Annie waxed most eloquently about it yesterday.  You should pay her a visit.  The nice photo she used will help you get this picture out of your mind.  You don't want an omentum either on your belly or etched in your eyes.  Believe me.

I got on the treadmill and read my latest issue of Fitness.  Motivated, I enjoyed some poached salmon for lunch.  Followed by a grilled cheese.  I made a crustless one for the wounded Bird. Nobody should have to eat alone.

Then I read the entire 5 Factor website.  This is how the movie stars stay slim.  Supposedly.  I think my dog Dora incorporates this method in her particular regime.  Several meals each day.  Right Dora? This is Dora's face waiting for one of those small meals.

And below is her face after a mini meal.  Doesn't she look great?  Nary a double chin to be found. You know things are getting rough when you wish you looked more like the family dog....

And as I write this, I just noticed an email from the folks at the South Beach Diet.  Apparently I signed up for this daily newsletter they create.  I sat and read the whole thing, and I feel really fit now.

I may be doing more of this in the future.  

A Flashback

Last night, Squazz and I had dinner at the beautiful home of one of my oldest friends, her husband and their amazing triplets (one of whom happens to be my godson).  Miss Hower and I were suitemates in college, and, as a result, have many tales to tell.  

One that we both remember fondly is that we had a composition class together that was taught by the most provincial man I have ever encountered.  He rued the fact that we didn't have to wear the lay-type gowns like the students at Oxford.  So, instead the boys were required to wear a tie and we girls had to wear a dress.  To his class. Every Tuesday and Thursday.

Oh, and he rarely gave anyone a B.  So you could pretty much forget about an A.  Miss Hower and I, being the naive brave young ladies we were, forged ahead with this lovely exercise, and in spite of the odds, turned in what we thought were some amazing papers.  All came back with a nice big C on the top.  If my memory serves me correctly, I believe he used a red magic marker.

Fast forward to a balmy spring evening.  Miss Hower and Miss Ives are preparing to write their papers on Robert Frost's "The Mending Wall" which are due the following morning.  We have done nothing and it is about 11 pm.  Mind you, dear reader, this was back in the day when we had to type our papers.  With footnotes. On a typewriter.

We decided first that we would prepare to write.  We juiced up on coffee.  Plotted and planned.  We drank more coffee.  And then we poured all our energy and creativity into a masterpiece.

A voodoo doll that would take care of Professor Weatherby and all our woes.  We spent a good part of the early morning hours crafting this sucker.  And boy, were we pleased.  We did all sorts of horrible things to that doll, and I don't know what time it was when we finally tossed it out the window, turned to our IBM Selectrics, and wrote some sort of drivel.  Then we showered, put on our skirts and went to class.  We got B's.  Go figure.

Oh, and Professor Weatherby?  I'd like you to know that Miss Hower has written a screenplay that is about to become a fantastic movie.  And she wears jeans.

Taxes?

What taxes?  

Asthmagirl asked me yesterday how my taxes were going.  And, well, it's not so good here in Mental Land.  I have done nothing.  Nothing.  And the worst part is that I don't seem to give a crap.

I did think about it for a little while last night, but Two and a Half Men was on, and I was tired. Tomorrow would be the day, I said to myself.  Yes sir.  So here's my day today:  grocery store, gym, laundry, allergy shot, laundry, bills, bank and laundry.  And to add insult to injury, there is a Woot-Off today over at Woot. 

I visit Woot every morning, and you should put it on your list if you don't know about it already.  Usually, they sell one thing each day, and no matter what they have that day, the shipping is only $5.  On Woot-Off days, as soon as an item sells out, they put up another.  The kicker today is that because today is April Fool's day, they are selling the same thing over and over.   And it seems that every once in a while, they throw in a Bag Of Crap.  A BOC can be anything, and they are $.99 each.  They have several things in each one, and some people have reported a 61" television in theirs!  If you are lucky enough to click on a BOC fast enough, you should order 3 of them. That's the maximum you can order in one click.  I got a BOC click once. Mine was really crap, though.  But I can't tell you how much fun it was waiting for the package to arrive!  It can be a fun way to spend an entire day.  You should check it out.

So, um, the taxes?  Tomorrow.  Tomorrow will be the day.  Somebody just needs to remind me.