Friday, October 31, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
I must share this with you and yes, I am well aware that it borders on the vulgar but nevertheless it must be told:
My husband told me about an NFL football player that couldn't play this past Sunday because of an undisclosed illness.
During a radio interview, Boomer Esiason divulged that the player had a staph infection that caused his manly bits to swell up to the "size of grapefruits" (that might be hyperbole on Tom's part)
I winced in sympathy.
But the mental image I have of a big, tough NFL player mincing along bow-legged will be with me for days.
Now you too can have this image in YOUR brain.
No need to thank me.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Ah, the pink pearl eraser.
Everyone, at some point in their school career has used a pink pearl eraser.
I must have used an entire eraser each year that I took algebra and trig and geometry in high school.
Over the weekend I started to watch “The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas” and it reminded me of the list I found last month when Ginger was out visiting and we were going through my box of old high school memories.
This, my friends, was a brain storm I had in Algebra II.
I remember it distinctly.
I was staring at my pink pearl eraser and it suddenly occurred to me that Pink Pearl would be an excellent name for a madam.
She would work at "The Jewel Box" and the girls would have jewel names.
My friends all liked the idea and picked their monikers: Ginger was Ravishing Ruby, Sanna was Gracious Garnet , Jess was Ardent Amethyst and I, of course was Pink Pearl.
I barely passed Algebra II that year.
Who would you be?
Monday, October 13, 2008
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
It was worth it to watch Reggie Bush run the ball for not one but TWO punt returns for touchdowns.
Tuesday I went to the eye doctor for a regular eye exam and dropped $600.00 on new glasses and contacts. I stayed up way past my bedtime playing a video game. I've been stuck at this one level for the last month and I FINALLY passed it. I was so tempted to wake up Tom so he could share in my jubilation, but common sense prevailed.
Tonight is laundry and the finale of Project Runway and then to bed by 11pm or my name ain't Jen!
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
I was so freckly my mother wrote a story about my freckles aptly titled "Jenny's Freckles" and my Papa would tease me mercilessly that I was "rusting out". Over time the freckles on my face faded and I was left with just freckles on my arms and the story of "Jenny's Freckles".
Turns out my little niece Phoebe has freckles as well.
"Phoebe" I exclaimed in surprise and delight, "you have freckles on your nose".
"I know" she calmly responded, obviously used to people pointing out the obvious.