Showing posts with label reunions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reunions. Show all posts

Saturday, April 6, 2013

At least there's no zombie apocalypse

There is a Zombie run in Philadelphia on Sunday.  250 zombie spots have been filled.  I think they are going to CHASE the runners?  The woman on NPR said that no matter what problems we may all have, we can at least feel good about the fact that there is no zombie apocalypse!

The birds are enjoying the back yard.  Even more than usual due to my neighbor's "tarting up" of the back yard?  Or maybe just because it is Spring?  I am enjoying the back yard more too.  My yard energy only goes so far as my one window box.  (I have three pansies planted there that I got for free at the recent SICC dinner).  We have a taller, better water container, some suet I got for free from the Amish Market (!), bare sticks that my neighbor thinks will bloom and become hydrangeas, lots of statues, benches, empty pots and stuff planted here and there.  Don't know how my yard guy will mow what with all that STUFF.  But, anyway, I read first that my yard guy was arrested for having a stun gun and just a few days ago, he was PUT IN JAIL for filing a false police report.  What are these guys UP TO?  They are very polite and religious when talking to me.

Going to a British tea today.  There seems to be some difference of opinion about how to dress.  A man friend told me they wear dresses and hats and then he gave me a book about teas and two teacups to take along.  Then we saw someone going in wearing a pants suit.  I am so reluctant to dress up.   In fact, I seem to be going around all the time wearing my exercise clothes.  Today it was with false hopes about fitting in some exercise.  Too busy going out to breakfast, shopping for stuff to make fruit sticks for a reunion tomorrow, dealing with phone messages and now using the computer at the Cumberland County Library.  All out of time!

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Things I am tired of hearing about

- gay marriage (or any kind of marriage)
- Justin Bieber's escapades
- how people need guns to defend themselves AGAINST the government

Life is getting very complicated as far as the social calendar goes.  It is REUNION time.  Reunions are being promoted for residents of ASH, Women of Bridgeton (these are all things which happened 3 or 4 decades ago).  Then I have the Girlfriends of the 70's group and the French Group and the Mes amies group and the Book club.

Book - The importance of being seven (the new 44 Scotland Street novel), by Alexander McCall Smith.
This series is about all the people who live in a building in Edinburgh, Scotland.  Bertie Pollock is the only child we know.  His mother is very controlling and not very likeable (even her new baby does not like her).  Other characters are Matthew, the owner of an art gallery and his new wife, Elspeth, who is newly pregnant.
Three of the the single people go on a trip to Italy and a couple emerges. I borrowed it from the Vineland Public Library (LT FIC McCall Smith Alexander)

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Cacophony

Time for the headphones again. Stopped into McDonald's to use the computer and they have the TV AND the radio going.

Had a "handyman" stop by today. Makes me nervous due to mess at my house. We just talked about stuff that needs doing and then he went away. Odd sense of accomplishment. Enjoyed getting ADVICE about what to do about certain things.

Good reunion last night of women friends from, oh, 40 or so years ago. Amazingly good turn out, more than 10. Woman from Oakland, CA and one from Cape Cod. Almost felt guilty that I only had to travel a number of BLOCKS to get to the gathering. We were supposed to report on what we had been doing since our days of rabble rousing in Bridgeton area. Here are some of the current occupations of our group...artist, unemployed lawyer, retired librarian, psychotherapist, trophy wife. It was warm and cozy and delicious. I showed some slides of Women of the Sticks activities and we couldn't even remember who all of the people were in the pictures.