The Dids Versus the Didn'ts......

I have to thank my blogging pal Maggie for inspiring me to write tonight's post. It was one of those "I don't know what to write about" nights, but after reading her blog, I was inspired.

Don't get your hopes up...inspiration only goes so far. And it wasn't that big a day. Because my plans got changed for me, it was easy to concentrate on what I DIDN'T get done today. Thanks to Maggie's post, however, I decided to focus on what I DID manage to accomplish.

Our plans for today got changed due to the weather. I was scheduled to ride in a **FREE** bicycle ride down near the same town where Rozmo and I rode almost two weeks ago. Because it's Saturday, Hubby was scheduled to... play golf. It's Saturday, after all.

We had some stormy weather in our parts last night, though, and the rain continued this morning. Not only was the weather too bad this morning for me to ride, the golf course was CLOSED.

It's one thing for my plans to be changed. But I didn't count on Hubby being underfoot all day. Don't get me wrong ... I love my Hubby to death. But sometimes I need some "me" time on the weekends, you know what I mean?

I didn't make the weekly trip to the grocery store, but I wasn't slovenly either. I swept, I mopped, I vacuumed, I washed dishes, I did laundry. I also squeezed in some time to read (more on that in a minute) and play "Angry Birds" on the iPad, a game that is evil and addictive.

I haven't yet finished the crochet project I alluded to in a blog post sometime last week. I'm doing the border, which should be an incentive to get the dang thing finished, but the border is the least fun part of the whole project, and I'm stalling. My goal is to finish it tomorrow, though.

I am currently reading The Count of Monte Cristo. When Hubby and I went out to eat one night last week, the restaurant's weekly trivia game started before we were finished. There was a question asking who was the love interest of the Count of Monte Cristo, and I didn't know the answer. (It was Mercedes, and since I had two students named Mercedes last year, that made me want to read the book.) One of my reading goals is to read more of the "classics" that I have somehow neglected to read in spite of being an avid reader most of my life, a literature major in college, and a literature teacher for the past 26 years.

Because tomorrow is Hubby's daughter's birthday, we took her and her boyfriend out to dinner. And the Sullen Teenager and her boy friend (but not boyfriend). It was nice to come home to a (mostly) clean house and clean laundry. 

Hoping for better weather tomorrow. I've got some more "Dids" to get done.

My First Blog Award......

Not that the comments left behind on my blog (and those given to me in person) aren't enough, but I have received my first blog award.



It came from my friend Maggie O'Sullivan over here. I don't remember how I stumbled upon her blog, or if she stumbled upon mine. But we have some things in common (in spite of the 11 year difference in our ages), and I started following her blog back when she still lived in the Wild West.

I sent her an illegally burned DVD of an episode of Moonlighting written almost entirely in iambic pentameter. If you don't know what Moonlighting is (was), it's past your bedtime. And go do your homework.

Therefore I know Maggie's real name. And if she ever wins the lottery, I'm going to blackmail her with the knowledge. Because somewhere in there is a deep, dark secret that I'd love to know all the juicy details about.

Some of the things we have in common:

• We both have an only child.
• We are/were teachers. [And you will be again, Maggie, I just know it.]
• Both of us wish we were . . . um . . . a different size?
• We both wish we could have just shot our baby-daddies when we were through with them. Okay, I may be projecting my feelings onto Maggie, but I think she feels the same.
• We both hate ignorance, especially on marquees and advertising.
• We both love to read, but there's no way I can keep up with Maggie's pace. Because I also love to crochet. And I go to bed when it's still daylight.
• We work more than one job.
• Both of us have been to Italy.
  
• We have sad/hilarious/pitiful/angry stories about the exes in our lives.
  
• We have not always chosen men who were good for us. [It took me a few tries, Maggie, but I finally found him!]
  
• We both like to do crafty things. Crafty as in making things, not as in clever and sly. Although that might also apply in some situations.
  
• Depression sometimes overtakes us.

Now some ways in which we are different:

• Maggie is single.
• Maggie's father is living, but her mother isn't. Just the reverse of me.
• She has a boy; I have a girl.
• Shoes are Maggie's things; gadgets are mine.
• Her favorite color is pink; mine is yellow. Bright yellow. Sunshine yellow. Not that wimpy pale pastel anemic yellow.
• Maggie has picked up and moved across the country on a whim. I still live within 25 miles of the hospital where I was born. Good Lord, that borders on pathetic.
• Maggie appears to be completely at ease expressing herself, whereas I am slightly more reserved. Cautious. Chicken.

Isn't it awesome that it's possible to know so much about a person you've never met? I love the blog world.