You are all invited to attend this momentus occasion on August 12. We will celebrate frivolity, sweetness and love by casting aside our differences over a stem of syrupy fizzy wine stuff together.
White Zinfandel Strawberry ** Tropical Fruit Chardonnay ** White Zin Fizzy Melon ** Sangria Fruit Delight
NPR conducted a survey to discover the top 100 best beach books ever. Over 15,000 cast votes. Here are the top 20. To see the rest you can view the article here . Keep in mind that we’re talking beach reading. The titles are a little more literary at the end of the list. I’ve read all but three of these: 8, 9 and 20… how about you?
1. The Harry Potter series, by J.K. Rowling
2. To Kill a Mockingbird, by Harper Lee
3. The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini
4. Bridget Jones’s Diary, by Helen Fielding
5. Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen
6. Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood, by Rebecca Wells
7. The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald
8. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams
9. Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe, by Fannie Flagg
10. The Poisonwood Bible, by Barbara Kingsolver
11. The Time Traveler’s Wife, by Audrey Niffenegger
12. Life of Pi, by Yann Martel
13. The Joy Luck Club, by Amy Tan
14. The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien
15. The Catcher in the Rye, by J.D. Salinger
16. Gone with the Wind, by Margaret Mitchell
17. Bel Canto, by Ann Patchett
18. The Lord of the Rings, by J.R.R. Tolkien
19. Middlesex, by Jeffrey Eugenides
20. Water for Elephants, by Sara Gruen
Blogging. I started blogging as a way to figure out what I had to say. Humorous for the child who was always being reprimanded for talking too much. I didn’t have a specific plan set out, I just … started. It’s been almost 6 months with 191 posts, 1194 comments and 17,535 views. And, mind you- I think those are amazing statistics!!!
But, what excites me more is your response. I didn’t expect to have regular male readers, and I have about 11 men who read-or at least that number who comment. I had assumed what I was going to say had more to do with women-middle aged dried up bitter menopausal women like me- so this is good news. I want my writing to have more universal appeal. And, it would appear that I’ve succeeded there.
On the flip side… I check the blog from my iPhone-alot. I am constantly thinking about what makes a good post (or as in today’s case what might pass) I spend work time reading your posts and commenting. I’ve learned all kinds of useless or useful trivia about Malaysian toilets, British politicians, obscure science facts,self-help tips, photography, corsets, bizarre work places, motherhood….yesterday I found a whole blog dedicated to the uterus! And, the list goes on and on. The grant proposal is behind schedule and my desk is a mess. This has become my new addiction.
New, you ask? You already had an addiction? Well… shoes, Ben and Jerry’s, flirting, books…. All gone now, replaced with blogging. And, wait… Joe! Having a relationship is major work. He obviously takes priority over the blog (he’s reading, I have to say that). Thank heavens he has a sense of humor and enjoys the blog. This is one of those relationships that only comes along once in a blue moon. Not to be passed up. Actually, if I could be serious for a second here, a wonderful opportunity to be cherished and nurtured. So, my ‘free’ time is now split between the blog, the book and Joe. Wait: Joe, book, blog! I’m going to rename him Bob… it fits better with blog and book .. Then I just have the 3 B’s. Almost like having a triple B bra? If such a thing exists.. or an extra wide foot.. but, I digress from my ramblings.
Cute huh! B.O.B. anyone know what that stands for? The Sweet Potato Queens ( book, go look it up, hilarious..) refer to B.O.B. as the battery operated boyfriend.. Never complains, goes anywhere and satisfies on demand. No connection to Joe or the post.. .just rambling here!
My friends and I are planning to show up today in black… we’re mourning the departure of one of the Republican party’s shining stars! Sarah Palin officially left office this weekend.
What a sad day for American women who thought they had found their role model, their idol, their chance to finally see a woman in the White House.
I wish I could say I had mixed emotions about this. As you can see by the look on my face (I’m on the right).. I’m absolutely devastated.
No links here to stories, she’s already getting enough air time as it is. Actually, in my state of bereavement I can’t handle reading another tearful word.
Bill Cunningham does these wonderful videos of fashion from the streets of New York City. His commentary is fun and his picks are always fascinating to look at. He rides around the city on his bicycle, camera in tow doing thematic shots on a wide variety of fashion-oriented topics. Today’s is wonderful, full of color and life in the Green Market in Union Square. Great viewing for a Sunday morning, it almost makes me wish I were in the city right now.
NPR ran a story yesterday morning about the health care debate being informed by word choices. Plan vs. option, government vs. public. I’m not taking this subject on, I’m not clear enough on the hard cold facts and I’m not objective so it would be biased! (though I’d love to try and persuade people to see it my way) Don’t we wish all the speakers, talking heads etc, could acknowledge that same fact. And, shut the *bleep* up!!
But I am talking about words. Words that people type in, often incorrectly, to their computer in search of something. Words that must mean something to some pervert or drunk or inquisitive person somewhere on some part of the planet.
The following search engine terms brought people to me yesterday and the day before
mandala 4
site:delicacies.files.wordpress.com wors 3
why does uncut penis smell 1 ( ick!)
huge wood penis 1
mandala 15
timeshit 2 (huh?)
old gray haired grannie in panties 2
bit penis 1
delicate flower weed 1 (stoner alert)
tasteful vagina pics 1
rubbing a woman’s panties under her dres 1
I’ve got to change.. either my tags or my post content. Next time I do a story on condoms, my only tag will be fiscal spending or something…..maybe Jerry Falwell?
Today somebody did a search for : old gray haired grannies in panties and found my blog! DAMN IT.. those ain’t my panties.. and my hair ain’t (totally) gray.