Showing posts from 2013

What I didn't notice

I'm back. I think. I'm starting to notice things around me again.  Perhaps it was the vacation, boredom, uncertainty, whatever. The amazing man at the trolley station.  African American, white pants, black long sleeved dress shirt with white silk trim, black tie, white hat with black band.  I wanted to take a picture but that would have been rude I think.  So glad I looked up from my book. A whole new group of whomeless (yes, that w is there for a reason, however obscure) on my walking route.  Friendly nonetheless.  3 black guys with grins asking me how tall I am, telling me I'm a fine woman.  The pregnant girl, always smiling next to her cart.  Good Morning I say. I've been reading.  All sorts of interesting things.  Right now it's Dreaming in Hindi.  Besides just being an interesting glimpse into someone elses mind, it has some really thought provoking ideas/facts about the mind, and learning a new language through imersion in a culture.  The good and the b

Re-Merchandising (the trend)

I'm in a snippy mood today.  Don't use that word often, never actually, but it pretty well sums it up.  No coffee before the weight watchers meeting, more irritated than inspired during the meeting, too much avocado on my scramble, obsession with cherry pie from Elizabethan resisted, then I stop at Trader Joes.  The newly remodeled Trader Joes.  Where in the heck did they move stuff, all I want to do is get my corn tortilla flatbreads, my marinated mozzarella, and carry on. All the local supermarkets seem to be doing this, the big guys I mean.  It has irritated me for years, just when I know what i want and where it is they move it.  Or they decide that no one is buying my favorite bread, or the kind of 1/2 cake i like, or else they move it somewhere that makes no logical sense. Now that that is off my chest, after sharing my thought with the cashier at TJ's , i think I should put myself on time out, until I have something nice to say. :)

Electronic Messages from Work

Email,texting, instant messaging.  No one listens to voicemail anymore, and I don't either.  I simply return the calls I get, and take care of it. I am amazed at the number of people who have no clue about how to properly use electronic tools.  For example, sending an email to 75 people without using the BCC box to hide the long list of people.  Or seeing a post on something you want more info on, but instead of taking the time to ask the poster for more info, they hit reply all and send their "me too" message to the entire original group which creates another message notification for each of those people. There are also the serial forwarders.  They think that everyone loves to see things they are interested in, or maybe they get points for the number of friends they contact via email or on facebook or whatever.  Please do not forward stuff to me, unless it is something you know that "I"  might be interested in.  Do not send me jokes, suggestions for suppl

Invisible Garage Sales

This morning, at the crack of dawn, I was headed for my weekly "remember not to eat everything that comes into your reach" meeting.   I follow pretty much the same routine every Saturday morning.  Alarm goes off, find the lightest clothing possible for the weigh-in, put on my flip flop crocs, quick look in the mirror, brush teeth, find my "activity monitor", pull out of the garage, get the dogs into the back of the car, prepare their breakfast, insert into crates, close the back hatch, hit the garage door "closer" and head for the freeway.  Get off 3 exits south, make a left at the stop sign, make a left at the second signal along the frontage road, make a right at the first street swinging way over into the incoming traffic lane so i can manuever into Quick Fix in Encinitas for a cuppa.  Today, doors open wide, but no one there to make coffee.  bummer.  I wait 3 seconds (i'm already running late for the weigh in line and hate to get stuck standing i