So Now I'm a Freak

What Your Pizza Reveals

People may tell you that you have a small appetite... but you aren't under eating. You just aren't a pig. You aren't particularly picky about pizza. It's so good... how could you be? You fit in best in the Western part of the US. You like food that's traditional and well crafted. You aren't impressed with "gourmet" foods. You are generous, outgoing, and considerate with your choices. You are cultured and intellectual. You should consider traveling to Vienna. The stereotype that best fits you is freak. Obviously.

What Does Your Pizza Say About You?

I don't know what's so freaky about anchovies and mushrooms on a pizza. Seriously, I keep a can of anchovies in my pantry so no one else is subjected to them. The girls except for Rochelle hand me their mushrooms - I pass them my pepperoni. It all works out.

I believe we're almost ready for school. Picked up a few more odds and ends today along with a few solid color tshirts in the accepted colors (lavender & puce perhaps?) Seriously, I have yellow, green, purple, and navy blue. The navy blue may not pass muster but I didn't read anything about a ban on it.

I'd forgotten folders and little 3 hole pencil holders. Always something.

And I treated my self to a caramel macchiato at Barnes & Noble. Son Tim was working which is always a plus. Tuesday I met my friend Janet for coffee and played cards (samba) last Wednesday with Tim and our friends. My partner and I trounced the opposition. Pure luck although of course I didn't tell them that. Naturally we claimed it was all skill.

I don't get out a lot but it's nice to have that break once or twice a week just for a little while.

I'd hoped to go to a concert at the University tonight but it's hot and I'm tired. The performer is a guy from the late 60's/early 70's named Barry McGuire. I may be the only person reading this blog who's ever heard of him. I wonder what those college kids will think of the unreconstructed hippie.

The girls have spent much of last week swimming. Tomorrow I'll make sure they have their clothes in order for Monday. Rebecca already does and her backpack is orderly. Rochelle - not so much.

I still don't have a bus schedule for any of them. I'll send the girls early enough Monday morning to catch a bus before 7:00 a.m. They'll have the cell phone in case they miss it. I'll drive Elcie the first day since I have no clue what time her bus will arrive or even if it will. Calls to transpo have not been returned. I'd rather be with Elcie on her first day anyhow just in case.

It's not necessary with Rebecca and Rochelle. It will be their second year on campus and they know the teachers and classrooms. Rochelle is following behind Elcie so far as teachers are concerned so she's quite comfortable. Rebecca is already complaining about her p.e. teacher before her classes have even started.

Counting down. One more day after today.

Other than that, not much happening. I'm watching a PBS special of Johnny Cash shows from the 70's. Pure nostalgia. Just heard Carl Perkins with Blue Suede Shoes and now we're on to Jerry Lee Lewis and Whole Lot of Shakin' Going On.

Hope all of you are doing well. You're probably becoming weary of hearing about my internet woes but they're still around and I'm still trying to catch up with all of you.

R & R just came in from swimming and Elcie is once again spending the night with her friend (who may someday become her stepmother but that's a story for another time). I'll believe it when it happens.

Thanks for all the comments and take care everyone.