Dailrag-cockroaches!

So I get up this morning, go into the bathroom, and without turning on the light, take a shirt, off of the hook, on the back of the bathroom door.  When I put the shirt on, I felt something fall onto my shoulder, and when I turned on the light I looked on the floor and there it was, running around, looking disgusting, a cockroach.

Dailrag Emptying Diswasher

I HATE emptying the dishwasher; don't mind filling it, don't mind cooking, don't mind cleaning up after cooking but I hate hate emptying it.  It's probably because I have to do it every other day (nobody else gets up at the ungodly hour I do) and as I'm making my coffee, smelling my coffee and so want to taste my coffee, I wait, patiently (or not) until the last fork is placed in the cutlery drawer.  This morning, I was very tempted, to just throw all of the cutlery, into the drawer, and let it all land, in a random pattern.  What if?  Would my husband and children have freaked out?! Might they have assumed that their wife/mother had gone completely round the bend?  Hmm?  Now there's a thought.

Dailure-Whipped cream!

Whipped cream on my coffee in the morning is no small indulgence but and it sure is a rich one! First thing, before even tasting the coffee, is the texture; luxurious, sweet, but not too sweet and then, then, there's that combination of flavors; good strong java, mixed with cream. It's better, way better, than Starbucks! It sweetens my day.

Invent this!

Again, I'm driving to work, listening to NPR (okay so I'm a NPR addict!) and I hear a story about a woman, in France, who was able to quit her job as a clerk, in a small market (actually she was a cashier) and become a full time writer. She started a blog, after she graduated from college and couldn't find another job, so she became a cashier. The book, which I've forgotten the title to, has just come out in something like six languages. It's freaky how these 'unknowns' are plucked up and become instant celebrities. I KNOW there are millions out there, just like her, who are wanna bes. How is it, other than the correct alignment of the stars, do some just 'luck' out?! Sir Ken Robinson (author of The Element: How Your Passsion Changes Everything) would disspute this. His premise is that there is no such thing as "luck"; that one makes their own luck, by availing themselves of opportunities, and making oneself "ready" for those opportunities, arming, oneself, with the necessary skills to become whatever it is you want to become. But I digress. That is not the point of this entry. Invention is the mother of necessity! I want a device to RECORD those stories and be able to listen to them WHEN I want and WHERE I want.

Dailure-Lexulous

I really like playing Lexulous (Scrabble) on Facebook.  It's fun and kind of great for learning new words.  Although I'm not sure about some of the dubious ones that the 'Robot' comes up with!

Dailrag-Sleeplessness or 'tossing and turning'

so what is it that makes one toss and turn all night?  I exercise, don't drink alcohol (at least not on 'school nights'), eat smaller meals and try and stay away from screens before I go to bed.  Yet, I seem to go through spurts of waking up, almost every hour on the hour, during the course of a night.  I wake up feeling pretty groggy and then around 2 PM, it hits me; blood sugar level plummets, my head starts to feel heavy and I just wanna go home and take a nap. Anyway, advice on what to do (or what not to do) would be taken. 

Dailrags-Unfinished Stories

I'm taking an informal poll, for all those who even look at this blog.  I want to know how many people would buy an inexpensive device that would let them record a story on the radio??  How many times have you been in  your car, listening to a story (say on NPR) and have reached your destination?  You either have to sit in your car, in order to finish listening, or you have to get out, which means you aren't able to listen to the end of your favorite NPR program!  That sucks!  And who wants to take the time to download it from a website?  You may not even be able to find it.  So my suggestion is to create a device, very very 'user friendly', which enables you to record a program, even after the car has been turned off.  The only hitch is how are you gonna be able to do that (without the car running).  So I'm challenging readers of this blog to come up with a way to do this.  I've already got a name for the device, Ra-Vo (like Ti-Vo).  And the caption would be, "What's the Story with Ra-Vo".  Wouldn't that make a great t-shirt????

Dailure chocolate

This is a daily pleaure (dailure). Yum. It makes me feel loved and it tastes good too.

Daniel Pink's website

Daniel Pink's website is pretty cool.  I 'stole' this image from his "Emotionally Intelligent Signage" section.  It's a clever website but I think he's gotten too carried away with his Twittering.  In my opinion the site isn't as cohesive as it was in months past.  But I do get a 'dailure' out of looking at it.  

Speaking of Dailures I was at the grocery store the other day, and while standing in line, I noticed that Oprah's magazine, O, had a cover story called "Simple Pleasures".  Hmmmm, wonder if I can get her on copyright infringement?  Seriously doubtable (is that a word, even????)

Birthday!

July 11th was my birthday.  As I get older it's almost as tho I have a visceral reaction to the 'thought' of birthdays; I get a kinda sick feeling in my stomach, my knees get weak, and my idea of  a birthday is no birthday, rather stay in bed with the sheet covering my head.  I suppose because I have such a low expectation (or no expectation) they always turn out okay.  This year was better than okay.  I played two hours of tennis with a friend, the kids made me breakfast, Jordi gave me a spa day, the girls and I went to Key Biscayne and talked and read and we went to Le Buchon du Grove for a delicious meal.  I also received a plethora of birthday wishes on Facebook.  That was fun! What more could a goil ask for???!!!

Daily Drag!!!!

Mosquitos aaghh.  These insects are the bane of my existence!  I swear I was born with the wrong blood type (or something) bc wherever I go, whomever I am with, they seek me out.   I was at the grocery store, Publix, the other day and by god, I spotted one of them.  That thing doggedly hounded me....there were 100's of people in the store, but it sought me out and bit me several times.  Amazing it even had fresh meat, literally, in the butcher's section but it chose me.  Not flattered, not at all.  I Detest the buggers and they're out in droves.  I don't think I can recall a year when they've been worse than this one.

Staycation

So when you're on an "austerity budget" and need to take a vacation I highly recommend staycations.  Go to the public library and take out two or three (depending on how long your vacation lasts) and go to it.  There's nothing like sitting down, on a comfortable couch, with a good book and just whiling away the hours, reading.  Every now and then I will get up for a bit of sustenance, maybe a nap or even a run (swim).  It's really nice not having to be anywhere, don't even have to pick up the kids from camps.  So the days are long and sweet.  Too bad it all ends on Monday.