For Auld Lang Syne

Posted by on Dec 31, 2007 in dish | 2 comments This is it…the last day of 2007. It’s been a decent year overall for Chez mimi. Not so much for friends and family. In my group of loved ones, at least three pending divorces, money troubles, an extended combat tour for baby bro, etc., etc. Writing slowed down considerably, and there was an overwhelming sense of blah. Kind of like tonight’s gray, drizzly weather.On the plus...
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Girl Time

Posted by on Dec 29, 2007 in dish | 4 comments Today, I took my soon-to-be sister-in-law (she’s engaged to Baby Bro, and they’ll be married whenever he gets back from his latest round of Mideast fun) for a pedicure. Hers are coral; mine are O.P.I. “I’m Not Really a Waitress.” Maybe I should have checked this out first:Your Toes Should Be WhiteA little funky and a little fresh, you’re constantly evolving...
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Merry Christmas!

Posted by on Dec 25, 2007 in dish | 0 comments I don’t know about you, but I’d be pretty happy if I was spreading joy and cheer all over the globe, too. Even if people around this time of year tend to be, ironically, cranky and unforgiving of other people’s flaws. I still say giving is better than receiving, so Santa’s got the right idea.
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Thankfulness

Posted by on Nov 22, 2007 in dish | 1 comment I find there are far too many adults who are cranky and ungrateful. Instead, they carp about what they don’t like, what’s done wrong (in ther eyes), how other people are, etc., etc. Get trapped in one of these litanies and you’ll see what I mean. I admit to being the cranky sort on occasion, but today, I find I have far more to be thankful for than not. To wit:My daughter and...
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HB2Me

Posted by on Oct 6, 2007 in dish | 0 comments DH hates the song “Happy Birthday.” He says that everyone sings it too slowly, so it comes out sounding like a dirge more than the celebratory air it should be. Methinks I agree. I’m a Stevie Wonder “Happy Birthday” kinda gal (moreso than The Beatles’ “Birthday”), which is in no way dirgelike or, come to think of it, clichéd.And on this, my 43rd...
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