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• I recently went to my therapist wearing what she described as a "mauve" dress; she pronounced it "mohv." We discussed this, as I always thought it was pronounced "mawv," and in fact I taught my grandson "mawv" as we were making mauve-colored rice crispy treats together. Some sources say "mawv" is correct in America, but the below video says it should always be "mohv" no matter where you live on God's green earth.  Well good, the correct way is much more fulfilling. This is a prize nugget I got from therapy, among many others.

"I watch TV.  What do you want from me?"

--From the song My Favorite Headache by Geddy Lee

• I watched Gilmore Girls in its entirety.  Delightful and charming are the words I use to describe it. I am having my usual PBD (post-binge depression), a kind of grieving for these characters since I can no longer spend time with them.
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• I also watched The Morning Show in its entirety.  I would NOT use "delightful" and "charming" to describe it.  It was far too political for my taste.  But it was an all-star cast; I enjoyed looking at the beautiful people and watching all the machinations and relationships.  In spite of myself, I thought about some tough societal issues because of the show. By the way how is it that Jennifer Aniston and Reese Witherspoon fail to age?
  
  
   
• Look at this birthday card my grandson Eli made for me: 55 candles!!
  
  

• Here is my pet-in-a-pot, Diabetic Butter.  I give her insulin shots every 12 hours. Little booger.  Just found out she likely has acromegaly, thus the big head and neck.  She also has two rows of claws on each paw.

 

• Joy is being beholden only to the people I choose.

SPITTER, not splitter

If I was asked whom I would like to have dinner with, living or dead, real or imaginary, I would choose the party responsible for this:

I had to get tested for COVID-19. Even though I only felt sick a short time, I had to isolate and couldn’t go out of my house for two weeks. (Still haven’t received my test results.) I spent the time gaining 10 pounds and watching the entire “Gossip Girl” series. It was a sheer delight and a wonderful palate cleanser after “The Blacklist.” Here are Chuck and Blair. Chuck Bass is one of my favorite  characters ever. The actor Ed Westwick could very well be the most beautiful person on the planet too. 

Who are other favorite characters of mine? I’m glad you asked. I will tell. Walter White, Jesse Pinkman, House, Elizabeth Bennett, Snape, Spike, Scully, Benedict Cumberbatch’s Sherlock Holmes, Raymond Reddington. This is a fluid list, subject to change. 

Look at this toilet seat. It is beautiful. It took Jerry and me an hour to figure out how to install it, and I am proud to say our marriage is still intact afterward. 

At work when a pill falls on the floor or for some other reason needs to be replaced, that single replacement pill is called a “spitter” pill. However, my coworkers all say “splitter” pill. It makes me nuts. But here, I took a picture of the packaging of said pill as proof. I even put the packaging up on my refrigerator!!!

I got my performance assessment at work. Here is some praise (I think?) my boss gave me: “Kimberly fosters a balanced approach utilizing positive attributes of person while incorporating what needs to change for success.”  I can’t be sure, but this might have come from one of those random word generator thingies. But the words all appear to be positive, so I’ll take it. 

From Stiff

I am reading this book about corpses called Stiff, by Mary Roach. It is hilarious. Here is a quotation: 

In exchange for their experiences, these cadavers agree to a sizable amount of gore. They are dismembered, cut open, rearranged. But here’s the thing: They don’t endure anything. Cadavers are our superheroes: They brave fire without flinching, withstand falls from tall buildings and head-on car crashes into walls. You can fire a gun at them or run a speedboat over their legs, and it will not faze them. Their heads can be removed with no deleterious effect. They can be in six places at once. I take the Superman point of view: What a shame to waste these powers, to not use them for the betterment of humankind. 

Needs washed

I had a coworker from Western Pennsylvania who used to leave out “to be” in her sentences all the time. I almost did this myself the other day but caught myself just in time. Language dialects are fascinating to me. 

The reverse nod

Here is a fine example of hate speech a “friend” of mine posted on Facebook. It includes ageism, racism, sexism, and discrimination based on sexual orientation. 

I think the handshake has gone the way of all the world and will never be used again. I was thinking that maybe the bow would replace it in formal meeting situations. After all, a huge percentage of the world uses or has used the bow. But when I was discussing this with a coworker, she came up with 4 other alternatives: the wave, the salute, the nod, and the reverse nod. The reverse nod involves jerking the head back once as if to say “yo.”  You know what I mean?

Rats!

My sister Amanda put me on text hold saying “I'm going to hopefully get a couple of rats real quick. I'll take pictures and send them to you. Hopefully they're good juicy ones!” Imagine my confusion.  Well here she is with said juicy ones. She gets some sort of strange satisfaction out of this. I adore this lady.

Put the rats out of your mind now and focus on my super mild Brie. It’s what’s for dinner. The paper plate really added to it too.

I am obsessed with the tv show The Blacklist. No really, I am obsessed with the tv show The Blacklist. I watched 7 seasons of about 22 episodes each, all within 3.5 weeks. That includes some 16-hour Sunday marathons. I could write essays on the characters, the storylines, and all the statements on humankind the show makes. But to spare my poor readers from spoilers, and just to spare my poor readers full stop, I will not. Here is a picture of the Blacklist poster I recently added to my tv wall of fame. I love that he is chained to a chair, and she is standing over him with her holstered gun. You can’t tell because of the hat, but he is partially bald. We have had male leads with lots of hair, and male leads with no hair, but very few if any with a very much receding hairline. It was a bold choice for the show, and it works. Cheers, James Spader!

What other shows are on my poster tv wall of fame? The X-Files, Breaking Bad, Sons of Anarchy, Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Conspicuously missing: House.

My thigh gap

This air conditioner has an attitude.

I will be at work soon. Part of what I have to do for the next 3 hours is administer one person’s medications and pee. But I only have a little Coke left so even that second option is not really an option. I have been drinking full sugar soda lately, and it has completely RUINED my thigh gap. 

The last time I really wrote in this blog was October 2011, 9 years ago. I have too many possibly good thoughts not to pick it up again. I am trying to do it on my cell phone, so this presentation is a little stiff. Heaven help me.