I think it’s been about five years now. Five years since H and I went to visit J in California for spring break.
On our plane ride out there, H sat next to a friendly elderly woman – about 70ish we presumed at the time. Once the plane took off, the old woman took out two things. A bag of Cheetos and a trashy romance novel.
I can remember giggling like crazy with H as we both tried to get a glimpse of the text in the book. It’s not often you see a grandma shamelessly perusing a book with terms I would never think of publishing on my blog.
The funny thing is, I’m beginning to think that might be me someday. For whatever reason, it’s much more difficult for me to really get into books that are educational and/or political. Nope. A good book, to me, is one that’s provocative, poetic and page-turning.
Take, for instance, my somewhat shameful admission that I am currently reading a book by Jackie Collins. Yup. Jackie Collins. Not something I’m incredibly proud of, yet, I can’t seem to put the damn book down.
Thinking back to that old woman, I still catch myself giggling now and then. Not because she simply had the trashy romance novel, but because she was on a plane with more than 200 people and she wasn’t embarrassed in the least.
I suppose when you get into your 70s, you’re done caring what people think of you.
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Question on the radio today: If you could have a dinner party and invite 10 famous/notorious people, dead or alive, who would they be?
When I was younger, I remember passing the Uniroyal Tire every time we went to the airport to pick up family or friends who were flying in to visit. When we saw it, I knew we were close to seeing loved ones.
Is this whole "rat poison in over 95 brands of pet food" freaking anyone else out?
I think it’s been about five years now. Five years since H and I went to visit J in California for spring break.
I’ve recently been seeing a lot more of my good friend, M, whom I went to college with back in the day. Previously, we didn’t see each other that often – perhaps once or twice a year – and we grew accustom to hugging when we did meet.
Last I wrote about books on cds, I had mentioned that I had started listening to "Lolita."
Do you or your significant other do your taxes, or do you have them done by a professional?
Went to the mall yesterday in search of a new pair of jeans.
The near-hour long commute to Detroit has been taking a toll (mileage- and gas-wise) on my baby. Due to these unforeseen circumstances, A and I have decided to try to sell it while it's still in tip-top shape.
Those looking for an easy, entirely entertaining read will surely enjoy “Jemima J.” It’s about weight struggles, obsession and learning to be happy with yourself. Throw in a bit of humor, English vocabulary (bloody!), romance and charm, and you’ve got “Jemima J.”
Welcome to the world Connor Blaine Martin! 
Well, here we are. March 9. D-day. And, still no Conner Blaine. 
Stop the presses and get out the champagne!
Holy crap. It amazes me that they can charge so much for birth control pills.
Sorry for the lack of blogging. I, like many of my friends and family as of late, have been a bit under the weather. I will be back to blogging shortly.
I know I’ve probably mentioned this before, however, due to situational circumstances that have transpired today, I thought I’d reiterate my stance.
