“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

2.28.2008

I'm Late, I'm Late . . .


I blame it on this clock, bless its heart.  It needs to grow legs - or better yet, wings! - to move itself from room to room.  It's not my fault!  You'd think it would be easy to find a small, white, battery-operated - no digital, please - alarm clock.  But I've tried!  I swear!  I've been trying for months - since my living room clock died after 20 years of near-perfect service (well worth the 3 bucks it cost me).  Tried in vain!  And I refuse  to settle for anything different.  Michael can tell you about that - I replace my Levi's jacket with another Levi's jacket, my white leather Keds with more white leather Keds.  But since the remaining clock can't figure out how to follow me from the living room to the bedroom & back again, it's up to me  to remember to move it.  Sometimes I forget.

And last night - I'm embarrassed to admit this, but admit it I will - I was totally caught up in this movie starring Dermot Mulroney (how could I not be?) & Debra Messing.  It was awful, it was predictable, it was wonderful, and she wore this beautiful blue/green, aqua-y/seafoam dress, & besides, I've been in a very "girly" mood lately. I blame it on the pink tulip trees that have bloomed at the same time as my pink Christmas cactus - if I'd get up early enough, I could take some photographs & prove it to you.

2 comments:

  1. Love to read these. You are a great writer! See, you have so many talents it's not even funny!
    Love to you..... me :)

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