Thursday, June 30, 2005

Are those back in style?

I wanted to buy some new capri-length pants, and I heard an ad on the radio that a local store was having a big sidewalk sale, so away I went.

What did the sale capris look like? Remember the double-knit polyester pants that old ladies used to wear with big fat seams down the front of the pantlegs? They looked like that, but the material was thinner and a spandex/cotton blend instead of double-knit polyester. Very thin and with a lot of spandex so the world would have a lovely view of my panty line.

I bought some capris but not those! Is that look coming back in style? The seams down the leg I mean, not the panty lines. I imagine hip young things would wear thongs with them. But I am not a hip young thing.

I got one pair of cheap denim ones that were on sale, and then a pair of really nice denim ones that weren't on sale. The expensive ones fit SO well and are SO comfortable! It's like wearing a pat of butter! Uhm, but not so hot or foodish. I guess that's usually said about shoes, not pants, and with good reason. Come to think of it, isn't it kind of icky to say wearing shoes feels like wearing pats of butter too?

The internet is fixed!

How irritating is it when your internet connection isn't working? It's amazing how fast you get used to dsl, isn't it? Our connection was down from dsl to a slow dial-in level for a couple of months. Luckily our (non-computer-savvy) neighbors next door have an unsecured wireless connection, so we were still able to have cable internet speeds. Is it wrong to use their internet connection without their knowledge? Should I feel guilty? Because I don't. In fact, I expect to continue to use it as a back-up if we have problems.

We use Vonage so our phone hasn't been working either. Thank goodness for cell phones!

The guy from the ISP came over today and said that they had been problem-solving something a while ago and dialed down our speed to do the testing, and then never dialed it up again when they left. This is like two months ago. They've been charging us for dsl for the past two months while we've had about a 56k connection. On the way out he says, "I won't be charging you for this service call." Thanks. How about not charging us for the past two months of internet service! How about paying our Vonage bill too?

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Where do they keep the old lady ringtones?

Oh my, I'm getting old.

I was at the mall yesterday avoiding the heat and saw a place that would put a ringtone on my phone. How cool, I thought! Plus, maybe I won't reach for my phone every time I hear a Nextel ringing anywhere.

I asked the young man (20s) working there what ringtones were available.

"Well you won't be interested in most of them because they're music young people like."

*sigh*

P.S. I got the theme from Rocky and Bullwinkle.

A blog, a plan, a mama, nal pag olba

OK so I'm not that good at making palindromes. I'm probably not that good at blogging either. I don't even know what makes a blog good.

I'm really paranoid about my family reading anything I write. (Extended family that is. I don't care if my husband finds out.) If I can keep it anonymous, maybe it can be fun! Can I bitch and moan about my extended family? Oh yes I can because they'll never know I'm talking about them. Or they won't be able to prove it, anyway!

Now I will have to read some blogs to find out just what bloggers write about. Perhaps I will outline my day:

My daughter woke up and wanted me to wake up. I did not want to wake up, in fact I really wanted to go back to sleep and for her to go back to sleep as well. I lost.

I made scrambled eggs and toast for breakfast at said daughter's request. She ate the toast and didn't eat the eggs.

We cleaned up. Well, I cleaned up and stood her on a chair next in the kitchen with a sink of soapy water and some plastic cups while I cleaned. Then I cleaned the soapy water off everything.

My husband came home for lunch. I made him a grilled cheese sandwich. He said he was still hungry. I gave him an apple. Granny Smith.

We filled the trunk with old cans and bottles and took them back to the store for deposit. Here in Michigan cans and bottles are big money - see old Seinfeld episodes for details - and we can get a pretty good chunk of change from this. Tomorrow is payday and I am trying to stay within our budget so this was the only way to get something snacky without pissing off the husband. We took the money and headed to Krispy Kreme for some donut holes. Oh sugary-coated carboholic bliss!

My daughter wanted to play outside, despite the unfortunate heat, so we filled up her kiddie pool and I sat in the middle of it on a plastic chair. That wasn't enough so I got the sprinkler going as well. A neighbor asked why she was wearing a blue swim diaper instead of a pink one. I said my husband got them, which he did. Does it matter if a girl wears a blue swim diaper? Does it matter if she's 3 years old and topless? Really she doesn't need the swim diapers anymore and I could have put her in her bathing suit but she wanted the swim diaper.

Now we are watching the Care Bears and waiting for the husband to come home.

Ah the joys of my summer years!