Weekend Ramblings

• In some ways my sense of humor never evolved past that of a 14 year old boy's. Every single time I go to BJ's Club (a discount warehouse like Sam's or Costco) I laugh at the name.
• I think it is perhaps very sad commentary that I spent Friday night at BJ's.
• Sleeping in on a Saturday morning is such a simple pleasure which I thoroughly enjoy.
• I hate wearing make-up. I don't even own any to wear. But I really do enjoy taking time to give myself a facial or a pedicure on a Saturday morning while listening to Car Talk on NPR.
• Yes, I know that is a bizarre juxtaposition. I'm cool with that. I'm all about bizarre juxtapositions.
  
• Partly, I like being able to use the letters X ans Z in close proximity and the way the words feel on my tongue.
• I bet you had no idea I'd start with a sideways reference to fellatio and move on to linguistic pleasures that are entirely phonological.
• Can you just imagine the weird Google searches that will land people on this page? I think I'd rather not. Moving right along....
  
• It really sucks (and not in the gratifying manner referred to previously) when someone makes light of your dreams, especially if that person had a hand in crushing some of them.
• It's really very lovely when a very sweet master's student from Texas who is a long way from home takes a big sisterly type interest in your middle child who is...well...a middle child.
• I think Isaac grew about 3 inches while he was out Saturday. It's very weird to have to look UP to make eye contact with my 13 year old....and to hear a low voice from him...and to see a fuzzy upper lip on him. Where did my goofy little boy go?
  
• I miss getting the daily newspaper because online versions don't offer the same sensory experience. I like the crinkle of an undisturbed newspaper when you open it the first time.
• I savor the Sunday paper, even the ads. If you mess with the comics before I get to them or you try to abscond with the crossword/jumble/cryptoquip/super sudoku before I get to them I will be more than a little annoyed. I will gladly scan the puzzles so we both have a copy to work on but don't freaking deprive me, ok????
• I feel similarly about Orange Juice. I have no interest in the evil bean juice that holds so many in its sway but don't be messing with my OJ supply.
• I know I shouldn't be but I am utterly astonished by how quickly a hungry horde of teens can eat through a cart of stuff from BJ's. Holy moly!! Keep your hands back or you could loose a finger!
• Potatoes fried with onions and garlic and then some eggs cracked over them with cheese mixed in really hits the spot when you don't feel like fussing over anything major.
  
• The only reason I watched the Oscars was to see the ever delectable Hugh Jackman. I'd do him in the middle of Main Street at high noon given the chance.
• It's not about his physique. It's the glint in his eye and the devilment in his smile. He also seems like a really decent human being who doesn't take himself overly seriously...and I kinda like that we have the exact same birthday....and his accent. I'm a total sucker for the accent. *Swoons*
• I was most disturbed during the Oscars to realize Sean Penn is a dead ringer for the former sailor I once dated. The sailor had a high creep factor. There were some hard won lessons there. *Shudders*
  
• The sailor did teach me about antiques though and, um, one other thing...