You can't eighty-six this

Today's post is based on frustration for those things one simply can't eighty-six. I know, it's pretty much not what this blog was supposed to feature, but I need to expound. Today's feature is our two cats. They are wonderful, love them both, but after a nearly $500 vet bill a couple of days ago I pondered who else may want them. And it's not like there was a major problem - it was mostly wellness crap - that ran up the bill. The worst thing is I can't remember the last time I spent $500 on my own "wellness". But, when I look at them I can't help but think they are the only creatures on this planet that don't judge me; and if they do, they forget like five minutes later.
Thus, I will snuggle with them and remind myself of that which one cannot eighty-six. [insert long, drawn out sigh here]

The Agony of the The Feet

When a pair of shoes is so painful you can't even remember why you would buy or keep them, get rid of them. That's my eighty-six feature today as I trash a pair of heels that just don't work. I think what probably happened is they were the only pair left in the store and I really loved them and they weren't my size but I thought hey, i can wear these, they aren't that bad! Well, shoes come in sizes for a reason - like everything else - so people with different size feet can get the size they need.
Anyway, I digress and another pair of hells is getting the boot (no pun intended).

Flippity Flop

It's so sad when a pair of flip flops finally dies...it's usually when the piece that goes between your first and second toe tears away from they actual sole of the flop. Anyway, it's happened...and with my favorite pair. I guess it's a sign that I need to go shopping for summer. I suppose some day it will stop raining and there will actually be sunshine and a reason to wear a pair of flip flops. I suppose some day I'll lose those last five pounds, too, so that shopping seems more bearable!

Note: As you can see, I'm blogging less these days. I expect to eighty-six something at least once a week from now on; I'm just too busy with other writing and work to post each day right now! Check back in weekly to see what has gone by the wayside.

Cool it

I'm back...and I'm taking a fan to work tomorrow that died and Mark resurrected from the dead. I asked one of my employees if she wanted it and she said it would be a good idea "to fan all of the cabbage stink away from her desk." I thought that was pretty funny - because it does smell sort of like cabbage by her desk because she's by the kitchenette and apparently someone likes cabbage - and I figured she definitely deserves the fan.
Speaking of fans...I'm going to go find one right now and stick my face in front of it...it's hot in here tonight!
One of my friends is having a garage sale on May 20th...I can't even fathom the amount of stuff I could give her to sell. Let's see what I come up with...more to come!

HIATUS

I will be back tomorrow, Sunday, May 8, from my brief hiatus.

R.I.P., P.O.S.

Well, our DVD player finally bit it. My mom was kind enough to get me a new one which is now installed. We won't miss the old one - which I think we paid $15 bucks for at a super store - but hey, you get what you pay for (especially when it comes to poorly made foreign crap).
Mark is going to take it apart for fun - who knows, maybe it will work better when it has less pieces.