Howdy folks! Hope everybody had a Happy Thanksgibbing. I am not sure why, but I am just not feeling the holidays like I used to. I don't know if it's because I've been living back in St. Lou again for a few years now, where usually I'm living away from here so I have the anticipation of visiting...oh I don't know. Maybe it's because I had to work on Thanksgibbing. I work from home, but I still had to miss dinner at Monda's (mom and Linda's...my sister) so blah blah blah. But I am feeling a little restless. So here are some random thoughts:
I can't stand when people pull their carts behind them at the grocery store rather than push them. They take up too much room! Plus they don't look behind to see if their cart is blocking someone from getting to what they need. I mean, I remember as a kid my mom used to do that when she let me push, but that was obviously so nobody would get a "flat tire" since I could barely see over the push-handle. That's different. Also, people who pull their carts seem very arrogant to me.
Beware of people driving in front of you who have their washer-wipers going at high speed during a light drizzle. They apparently tend to overreact, so steer clear of them.
And can we please stop doing the wave? It is so 80's and I am over it. I just don't see it as one of those longstanding sports traditions that needs to continue. Peanuts, yes. Beer, yes. Even "We Will Rock You" - mmm, okay. But please let's let go of the wave.
How is it that cars can continue driving for what seems like miles with their brake lights on? And why do they always seem to be in front of me? Of course, this coming from someone who really doesn't like to use my brakes at all if I can help it...
In keeping with the holidays, I will say that in all the places I've lived away from St. Louis and my family at Thanksgiving or Christmas, one thing has always been true: there are really nice people who never want you to be alone and will ALWAYS invite you to dinner. Humanity CAN be kind!
I admire people who are passionate...it doesn't matter what their passions are (excluding violent crimes or crimes of any nature really) but if they are gung ho at 110%, I think it's great. For example, I saw a commercial for a barbeque contest on some channel, and this lady says, "I'm not in it for the money, I'm in it for the prestige!" I thought, more power to you lady - these people LOVE their barbeque! Or the paranormal people...they are passionate about their ghosts! I don't know if I have anything that I am that passionate about...I am too lazy to be so passionate, at least these days.
I am in love with David Bromstead on Color Splash, HGTV...yes, he is gay but I find him incredibly adorable and check out those arms...whew.
I am also in love with Dr. Spencer Reid from Criminal Minds. Now with his hair growing longer, he's looking good and yummy!
I think I may have found something I am passionate about: gorgeous men I can never have.
Oh, this is sorta funny. Sometimes I work selling jewelry cleaner at the local home shows/womens' shows at the Ed (Edward Jones dome) and out in St. Charles. It's fun because it's so opposite what I do all day every day - I actually get to talk to people! It often reminds me of why I do enjoy working at home, alone. Anyway, I think it was the last one I worked where there were several little incidents that made me laugh and/or shake my head. And when I say laugh, not in a good way. First, I was cleaning this guy's ring...it was an okay ring. I'd seen many men's rings that were way nicer, but you know...I don't judge. Anyway, I finish cleaning it and hand it back to him...he looks at it proudly and says, "Yeah, uh, what do they call this - ling ling?" I had to stop and think because my mind immediately went to a panda. "I think you mean...bling bling?" I was nice and left off the part of it not really meeting that criteria..."Oh yeah," he said laughing in a creepy way. He was sort of a greasy guy who thought he was cool, but ewww ~I couldn't believe he actually seriously said "ling ling." It was a little weird.
Then, a little while later I look over and see my co-worker cleaning a ring for a lady, and the lady's family was sort of hovering over looking to see the whole process. Well I couldn't help but notice her husband's shirt - it had a picture of a fish on the front and, after clearing any blurriness from my eyes and double checking, it said, "Here Fishy! Fishy!" Really now. I wiped my eyes and looked again...yep, it was still there. Aww. He probably got it for his birthday or even Christmas, probably from his kids. I am learning that perhaps I am shallow and horrible because personally I think a shirt like that is just cause for divorce. But I have no depth at all. Luckily he met a woman who didn't care about that stuff. That leaves only one thought - I will always be alone.
Last year when visiting my grandma, we were sitting at the kitchen table watching...well, the Lawrence Welk show. Not exactly the Lawrence Welk show, but some sort of flashback show - anyway, it doesn't matter. We're playing Yahtzee and half-watching when this guy is introduced...I don't know what his name was - Steve something maybe? Anyway, my grandma pretty loudly exclaims all of a sudden, "Oh I can't stand that guy - he is such a PUKE PUSS!" What the hell is a puke puss? I just looked at my grandma and couldn't say a word ~ I had never heard that expression, and certainly not from my 89-year-old grandmother! I love my grandma...she is the best.
A few weeks ago I saw a Hummer parked at a Bank of America ATM. I thought to myself, "Isn't that the picture of America these days!"
And to finish up here, while at a Blues hockey game with my brother and my nephew, we were sitting pretty high up where, as my nephew says, "the real fans sit"...well one of those real fans was very frustrated with the way the Blues were playing - not just with this game but with the past few. The team just couldn't get anything going...so this guy, I'm assuming a future NHL coach, takes an opportunity during a quiet moment to yell at the top of his voice...."QUIT SUCKING!!!" It was hilarious - we all laughed...those were the best instructions I have ever heard yelled at a sporting event...EVER...please feel free to use it if necessary - I'm sure the guy won't mind!
Well, signing off for today...Black Friday. See ya soon!
Shermie
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