The lighting in this office is making me sleepy

Snooooooooooooooooze.

Happy Easter

Yellow. Pretty.

Tissue? I Hardly Know You.

One of my french teachers in High School used to make this joke EVERYtime you asked for a tissue.

I'm still congested. Getting my money's worth on the cold I caught.

I am Against Eyeball Surgery

My eyeball.

Recently I was told that I was allergic to the preservatives in most contact lens solutions. Lasik surgery was offered up as an alternative. Wouldn't that be great? No glasses.

Now, I am suspicious of most elective surgery and procedures. When I went to have a silver filling replaced in my molar with a nice white filling (partially, I admit, for vanity's sake) I wound up having to get a ROOT CANAL. So therefore, vanity = pain.

I am happy to report that my suspicions are confirmed on some level from an article I found today in the NY Times.

And I really believe the article because the author of the piece is someone I went to college with. So it goes without saying she is super smart.

Fighting the Good Fight

I'm all holistic in trying to ward off a cold during the day but at night I take NyQuil. Shhhhh.

Super Cool

Bandana? Check.
Clogs? Check.
Graphic Tee? Check.
Levis? Check.
Schwinn? Check.
Bike Basket? Check.

Alas, I had no banana seat on my bike.

Overall, times were good in 1977.