Questions, Questions, Questions

Well, here goes, Paula.

1. who would play you in a movie about your life?
Meryl Streep. She could do it.

2. what one basic parenting tenet would you say you followed while mothering three girls?
You can't expect people to respect you if you don't respect yourself.

3. what was your favorite hairstyle you had in the 80s? looking back, what hairdo signaled that you may have reached the nadir of fashion victimhood?
1. A chin length bob that was really short in the back and really long and whiskery in the front, or
2. really blond streaked, permed and scrunched (it really played havoc with my hair, though - I vowed to never perm again).

4. is your life anything your 18-year-old self would have envisioned? why or why not?
Ya know, that is a hard one. I wanted my S.O. to really, actually, honestly likes me even when I'm snotty and unwashed. AndI wanted to be acknowledged for my talents, and I have both. (God works in mysterious ways l.o.l.)

5. what do you want to do for mother's day?
To tell you the absolute truth, I would probably like to go to a dog camp with Trudy, but (realistically) I really enjoy being taken out to a really nice bruch with Bloody Maries et al by y'all. I may just take her to dog park on Saturday for my fix.



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Some People Just Love Drama (I guess)

Have you ever noticed that some people just like to storm around, screaming and bellowing in rage like pissed off bovines in a china shop, while others stand there and ring their hands and get ulcers?

Usually these people claim that they are the victims of constant vast injustice. The people who pay attention these beasts are the one who are constantly trampled.

Whenever I hear about such "bull"(lol) crap, I just step aside and think, "Bar-B-Que anyone?"

Fraggle, who?

I've been so busy that I haven't even noticed that March is past and April is here. It's so funny that once the weather starts getting nice, you can't even remember the crappy stuff.

Easter was great. My kids again astound me with their ever improving egg painting skills. It is such a neat holiday because it is so laid back. This year especially, I just sat back and enjoyed the love and the beauty.

Miss Trudy started agility class (way fun) and we have been visiting dog parks (way way fun - for the Trude). I'm afraid, though, just like a little pre-schooler, she has contracted a mild upper respiratory infection. Going to the doctor today. It hasn't slowed her down any. She is such a joyfull creature. I am just crazy about her. Sometimes I'm afraid that I will jinx her because I dote on her so much.

Went to a shower on Sunday. It was very OK. I sat next to a wonderful lady who reminded me so much of a beloved X sister in law. She was fun and a bit wicked (re. my X's wife-who was there) but never in a really mean way.

I've been busy at work. Hey - it makes me feel important and...they pay me.

Life is good.