The Easter Bunny left his photographic backdrop propped up by the ice cream place in center court at the mall a few weeks ago. Just couldn't resist playing around. If nothing else I amused the other mall walkers. I think the squirrel is a tad out of proportion. If I saw a squirrel that big … Continue reading Ah, Spring!
My friend Mark reminded me that I have my own airline, Air Manilla International. Never mind that it's out of business! He also reminded me that I have my own airline code: AMI stands for Mataram, Indonesia. Aparently there are more than 9,000 airport codes. If you want to look up your initials and see … Continue reading AMI Air
Who knew? Yet, there I am on grape, orange drink, and citrus punch labels. AND embossed onto the plastic bottles too. Pretty neat, huh? And, I'm enriched with vitamina C. We snuck off to Mexico last month and at the little market where we were staying there I was up on the top shelf. The slogan? "COMO … Continue reading I Am A Beverage
I'd rather not think about toothpaste. I've got other more important things to ponder. While I resent the 87 different brands, flavors, additives, and claims I have to evaluate before I can throw a tube of dentifrice in the shopping cart, I am able to get over my selection angst. After that, I pretty want to brush … Continue reading Toothpaste Conspiracy?!
I'm allowed. In speaking with the quilt in question, the one made from Mom's shirts, we decided that my original anal plan was the one go with. It felt more comfortable. It involved less "quilty thinking" and more "Mommy thinking," which was the whole reason to make the quilt. I was stressing too hard about my … Continue reading OK, I Changed My Mind. Again.
Refresh your memory of a post I wrote at the end of last month that drew a flurry of excellent comments from readers: Restaurant Bonding. I wrote to Outback Steakhouse suggesting they re-think their policy of having wait staff sit down next to customers, citing my blog and your responses to it. With the permission of … Continue reading Restaurant Bonding Revisited
Not all jobs can be as exciting as mine. I know that. And not all parts of all jobs are fun; that's why they call it work. And, not everyone gets to do meaningful work. But when your entire job can be replaced by one sturdy nail, that's pretty sad. So, because nobody else will, … Continue reading Most Boring Job