So When You’re Near Me, Darling Can’t You Hear Me? S.O.S.
The love you gave me, nothing else can save me, S.O.S.! When you’re gone, how can I, even try, to go on?
Oh the drama. September is over. My favorite month. I’m going to bookend this month with one last post. I think I hit the significant dates though: 2, 10, 30. Hmmm. Maybe I should play the lottery. That would be a nice October. Anyway, I really am bummed that September is over because now that means we have to get ready for the long, brisk, shuffle into winter and start praying for an early spring.
There is football though. And I was contemplating just making this site a homage to football players and their personal bodies, you know, muscles, hair, bootys, etc., and of course their teams and stats and all that, blah blah, along with a feature like, “Arms Of The Week” or something along those lines, where I could feature a player of the week. Body wise, it’s still Clay Matthews for me.
But for pure NFL power, no one beats Peyton Manning.
He is my all time favorite, and he’s practically a super hero this year. I think they fixed him up with bionic parts the year before and he needed last season to reboot, like a RoboCop, except for football, where he is throwing passes like bullets. He is a man on fire. And of course I have missed every single one of his games so far due to a little thing I like to call, work. It’s all work it seems like. Except that’s not really true either. I have done lots of stuff, and this month literally feels like it flew past on fast forward, and I did not type one word about it here. Too busy living I guess.
The truth is, I feel adrift in this bloggy world. And kind of in real life. No direction. I have potential work changes on the horizon, but I really can’t say anything yet. One, because it’s all confidential and nurse-type stuff. And two, I really don’t know anything beyond a couple of interviews and the occasional reference to the job at hand.
At any rate, I will find my way. I always do. And while I’m waiting, today in particular, since I was off, I made my daughters favorite “big-pot” meal: Jambalaya. It’s a mix of many recipes and my own spin, but I try to stay as true as I can to my oldest, and best-good friend Beverly’s, original recipe that she kind of gave me many many years ago. She said it’s not really a write-down kind of thing as it is made in her family the old fashioned way. One person knows how and just makes it. She’s true blood Creole and French from the swamps of Louisiana. And when I made it for her to judge my skills, she tasted it and said, and I quote, “Hmmp. Not bad.”
I will take it. Also, I have been drinking since 2. While cooking. And listening to really really loud music. It helps while you are cutting up the 50 ingredients that this meal requires in order to be, “not bad”. My drink of choice was Redd’s Apple Ale. Here’s a pic with the chicken, because everyone likes the chicken.
This is the apple beer with the really stupid commercials where they throw an apple at someone’s head. Terrible. But soooo tasty. Seriously. I wanted Bloody Mary’s but I forgot to buy the V8 when I was at the store. And we already had the beer. FYI, if you like apple juice, you will like this beer. It tastes like alcoholic apple juice with a bit of beer flavor. I have also tried Angry Orchard apple ale, or, I think it’s called hard cider. That’s even more apple juicy and less beery. I have no picture of that one though. You will have to take my word. Not bad. See how I wrapped that right up? The BF is home now and I am cooking up a little garlic bread to go with the Jambalaya, so I need to get off this.
Oh, one more thing. Thank you loyal readers, followers, or general browsers! Whoever you are. Even though I haven’t posted but 3 little blurbs all month, I still have 10-20 people checking in and hoping for something great every day. I really don’t know how that is possible, but one of these times I hope I can deliver on this optimistic, anonymous vote of confidence. The BF is opening wine so I really really have to go.
New kind we are trying tonight. I picked it because of the 2010 year. I looked it up. It was a good year for wine in general. I will let you know. However, I probably won’t be able to post anything later due to “intake” issues, but there is always tomorrow. Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya tomorrow. Your only a day away….Cheesy Broadway ending. Later.
Happy Birthday to My Boyfriend!!
Today is the day! It’s official. For the next 5 months I am only 3 years older than my BF! Then it’s back to the gap! 4 years! No big deal now…but that would have been an entire high school term back in the day! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
So anyhoo, he leaves for work as usual and none of us get up. And when he says goodbye to me, I don’t remember that it’s the birthday. Finally, as I am getting ready to make lunches and I go into the kitchen I see lottery tix on the table…and THEN I remember! Duh. Nice girlfriend. (On a happy note-he got a whole bunch of lottery tix at his party and he won $77 and a free ticket. The $75 I didn’t see, but there are 3 scratch offs waiting for later! He’s a lucky duck. Haha)
I call on the phone and wish him a happy birthday. Say I’m sorry I didn’t remember earlier. Stevie is yelling her happy birthdays in the background. Mason, however, says that he doesn’t have to say anything because he sent his message “telegraphically”. Please check the word of the day for clarification. But it was pretty funny!
So we next have to decide if we should totally go off the EFS for b-day dinner, or just stick to the plan…ugh…weigh in is technically Sat. AM for us and Friday AM for the kids–they go to their dads this weekend so we have to bump it a day (we have them on a super modified plan–just to keep any chunk from accumulating on their little growing bodies and get them in the habit of healthy eating for life). I can think of excuses all day. So I spent a moment and came up with something pretty reasonable sounding. I am weighing us after school today, and if we are the same or below our last weekend weight…dinner is ON! If not, stick to the lean times. It’s fair. We work hard all week. We are pretty careful not to overdo it. So one dinner won’t break the bank! The BF gets to pick the food-pizza-so I hope we all do well-pizza- and are able to slip in one bad meal-pizza-and just work a little harder-pizza-tomorrow! I don’t know what he’ll choose-pizza-and I hate to influence-pizza-his decision. Whatever you want baby!
(Pizza.)
So, I have to go volunteer at the school for lunch time, but I want to get in a music list. In honor of the boyfriend and my brilliant son, I am creating the birthday-telegraphic-telepathic-ESP-reading your mind-playlist. Have fun with it! Just close your eyes, think music, birthday, ESP…. there. You have it?? It’s good isn’t it??!!
And for those of you who are unable to read my mind and hear the music thru un-earthly channels, I’ve written it down, just below!
Keep in “mind“, however, GREAT liberties were taken with this list. Unfortunately there just aren’t enough songs about actual ESP and Mind Reading. Maybe I am wrong, and if you know of some, please let me know. But I kind of veered off into the “in my head” category and more general “mind” songs. I even found a few “voices in my head“. It does border on the crazy a bit, but it’s my list. So, BROADLY enjoy:
The “SOS-ESP-B-DAY” List. Music for the psychic! (And those schooled in Morse code! (among other things)Love it!)
SOS-ESP-B-DAY Music List (stretched a bit…)
1. S.O.S. / Rihanna
2. SOS / Abba
3. Radar Love / Golden Earring
4. S.O.S. / Jonas Brothers
5. S.O.S. / Good Charlotte
6. A Desperate S.O.S. / The Dollyrots
7. S.O.S. (Anything But Love) / Apocalyptica feat. Cristina Scabbia
8. The Psychic / Crash Test Dummies
9. Veteran Of The Psychic Wars / Blue Oyster Cult
10. Read My Mind / The Killers
11. Eye In The Sky / The Alan Parsons Project
12. Head Games / Foreigner
13. You Better Run / Pat Benatar
14. Where’s Your Head At / Basement Jaxx
15. Can’t Get It Out Of My Head / Electric Light Orchestra or Velvet Revolver (whichever speed you prefer)
16. Out Of My Head / Fastball
17. Head On / Pixies
18. In My Head / No Doubt
19. Can’t Get My Head Around You / The Offspring
20. All In My Head / Shawn Mullins
21. Change Your Mind / Sister Hazel
22. Free Your Mind / En Vogue
23. Guided By A Voice / Feeder
24. Voices In My Head / Denis Leary (may not be suitable for the youngsters!)





