poor michelle

manOman can you imagine being michelle obama these days? i'm guessing she's telling 'the chosen' to put his big boy panties (manties--thnx jock) on and tell him to suck it up when he's around the little ones.

busted - but not by the irs

i think i have put myself in a bit of a pickle here. when the malemate and i lived in california, our monies were completely separate. he had his bills to pay and took care of mine. i never knew what he had for monies, and he did not keep track of mine. then when he retired and we moved, we decided to open joint accounts. that was all fine by me, because at that time, i had no real income of my own.
then i started working again.

i have two typing accounts now. one check i put in the joint account - the other, (what was the smaller of the two) well the other i keep for myself.
not too long ago i picked up more typing with the 'my money' account. i always try to get the mail when i know that check will be coming in, because i don't want him asking me any questions like:
'how much was that one for?"
if he does get the envelope before me and asks the question, i always throw out a 'round-a-bout' number - one that he won't suggest i do this or that with it. as far as i am concerned, this is my mad money.

well, duhRme, i just realized that he does the taxes, and very soon the tax papers will start coming in.

i wonder if he'll be surprised when he sees that i made double what i told him i was making. i sure hope he keeps it to himself cuz i'm quite sure i'm going to end up feeling like a sneaky bitch if i have to actually verbalize my little secret.

mom? is that you or is that me?

recently, I was recalling a time, many years ago, that i dropped in at my folks' house around 7:30 at night and there was mom, already in her sleep wear!
i laughed and, teasingly, gave her a hard time about being ready for bed so early in the evening.

last night, around 7:45, i found myself bathed and in my sleepwear.
have i really become my mom?

silky junqueRme

i have a couple bins of silk fabric - fabric from shirts, skirts, jackets, etc. which i have accumulated from the tag sales and the thrift stores (yes along with the bins and bins of wool). i cut the clothes into strips (on the bias) and made myself a 100% silk shirret rag rug. it's certainly not the prettiest one i've made - but it's really soft.



recently i went to the local 'front page' store where they sell items that have been returned to stores. i picked up a 100% silk curtain panel for a 25c. it's not the first time i have found silk curtain panels on their clearance racks - but it's the first time i've found one for 25c.
yeh, it was a good day on the junquing front.

twenty ten is here ...

...and what will it bring?

getting older makes one really wonder what the new year bring. i'm sure it will bring more death. it always does.
i can only hope it brings much happiness though too.

cycles - everything is cyclical - it always has been - it always will be.

my mom's birthday was yesterday. her name was albertha. she had no middle name. she would have been 84.
this is one of the oldest pictures i have of her and my dad - it was taken when my folks were dating. it was a couple months before they married. the day after they married my dad went off to serve in WWII.
a beautiful, playful couple they were.