Robin's Bloggin'

Tuesday, June 06, 2000

It is with a heavy heart that I report that my dear friend Patti Tate has passed away.

Rest in Peace, Patti.

We'll love you and miss you always.

CNN Reports on her passing.

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Random blog notes as I come across them:
Props to Faith for a very cool award bestowed on her, she deserves it!

Looks like Dana had quite an exciting day.

I am taking Kitty's kitty to Bermuda with me!

Hi Jann, thanks for the link!

Go check out Dani's new word, --makes me wanna barf!
Poor ratbastard!

Enough silliness now. Read Tiffany's blog about Grandparent Visitation. It is a very personal issue for her. Most of us that are parents and have custody of our kids, cannot even imagine the pain and fight this woman has been through just to have her child remain in her house. God bless you, Tiffany.

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Today was "me" day. Usually I spend my days chauffeuring kids
and doing things for the family or the family business. But I have motivation -- We're going to
Bermuda soon. I feel like I am an old car that needs a tune up, rather
badly, I am afraid.

I started at Lenscrafters, got an eye exam, ordered new contacts
and got two new pairs of prescription glasses, regular and sunglasses. While
they made my glasses I went to Hechts and tried on 20 outfits. Took an hour
and a half. Was lucky to find three I liked enough to buy.

For the record: I detest clothes shopping. Hate it, hate it, hate it. I know some people love it, but for me it's a chore. Now,
I didn't say I hate "shopping", I hate clothes shopping. I hate
grocery shopping. I like shopping for home and garden items. Home
Depot is my favorite store, then Price Club, then any garden nursery. I love
going to Antique stores, and browsing through historic items. My husband
hates to shop anywhere, but he likes Price Club, he calls it a "religious
experience".

Anyway, then I made my way to Payless, my favorite shoe store and bought
five pairs of shoes. I love Payless. I love cheap shoes. Heh, that way
if I never wear them, who cares? No guilt screaming at me from my closet
floor.

At around 4:00 pm, I made my way home, as soon as I got in the door, I made
an appointment for tomorrow to get my nails done. Right after that, my 17
year old says "Mom, I have to use your car tomorrow". Crap! I call back
to cancel my appointment and the owner says "Can you come right now?" Before
you could say, "Hey, where did Mom go?" I was gone, on my way for some
re-feminization. A manicure, a pedicure and an
eyebrow wax. I feel like brand new money. It only took and hour and fifteen
minutes. Got home just in time to greet my husband after a long day at work.
"Uhm, honey? I can't cook my nails are wet." So far it's shaping to
be a great week, dinner out two nights in a row. *VBS*

Now I'll just have to think up a good excuse for tomorrow.

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Sunday, June 04, 2000

:::WARNING!::: PSA --with Unsanitary Content.

If you happen to be eating right now, have morning sickness,

or are generally queasy, please go visit another blog.

Re: Unclean People.

Before leaving the restaurant last night, I stopped by the ladies room. Looking
into the first stall, I see 'pish' all over the seat. Checked the next stall,
the same. Third stall, toilet backed up, undoubtably a 'mouse' had been thrown
in there. A mouse is the plumbers term for a tampon. I go back to the first
stall, which seemed the least of all three evils and proceeded to clean the
seat with warm water, some liquid soap and toilet paper. Then I laid three
strips of toilet paper over the seat, just like my
Grandmother
taught me when I was young.

A note to the unsanitary:

Dear Person on the Potty in front of me,

My knees are not strong enough to squat, I MUST sit.

That is why there are toilet seats in the first place, right?

Please be considerate and do not leave your human waste for me to clean up.

If you insist on squatting, please visit the men's room urinal.

Sincerely,

Me, the Next Person in line.

PS) One more thing....Please, do not forget to wash your hands. Many
times I have observed women and even employees of restaurants --walk
straight from the stall, out of the bathroom door and not even do this simple
hygiene. More disease is spread in this manner than any other.

How can people do this? How can they in good conscience leave their remains
for others? How can they not be bothered to flush? Ack! If you want to squat
and not touch the seat for you own cleanliness, then please have the decency
to clean up for the next person. I will assume you are squatting because
you dare not touch the seat with your own rump. Think of the germs! Do you
like it when you see other peoples [choose what you call it] "urine, tee
tee, pee, tinkle, leak, piss, etc."? Please be considerate. Everyone's
health is compromised by unclean people.

:::END PSA:::

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	Tuesday, June 06, 2000 It is with a heavy heart that I report that my dear friend Patti Tate has passed away. Rest in Peace, Patti. We'll love you and miss you always. CNN Reports on her passing. -------------------------------------------------------- Random blog notes as I come across them: Props to Faith for a very cool award bestowed on her, she deserves it! Looks like Dana had quite an exciting day. I am taking Kitty's kitty to Bermuda with me! Hi Jann, thanks for the link! Go check out Dani's new word, --makes me wanna barf! Poor ratbastard! Enough silliness now. Read Tiffany's blog about Grandparent Visitation. It is a very personal issue for her. Most of us that are parents and have custody of our kids, cannot even imagine the pain and fight this woman has been through just to have her child remain in her house. God bless you, Tiffany. -------------------------------------------------------- Today was "me" day. Usually I spend my days chauffeuring kids and doing things for the family or the family business. But I have motivation -- We're going to Bermuda soon. I feel like I am an old car that needs a tune up, rather badly, I am afraid. I started at Lenscrafters, got an eye exam, ordered new contacts and got two new pairs of prescription glasses, regular and sunglasses. While they made my glasses I went to Hechts and tried on 20 outfits. Took an hour and a half. Was lucky to find three I liked enough to buy. For the record: I detest clothes shopping. Hate it, hate it, hate it. I know some people love it, but for me it's a chore. Now, I didn't say I hate "shopping", I hate clothes shopping. I hate grocery shopping. I like shopping for home and garden items. Home Depot is my favorite store, then Price Club, then any garden nursery. I love going to Antique stores, and browsing through historic items. My husband hates to shop anywhere, but he likes Price Club, he calls it a "religious experience". Anyway, then I made my way to Payless, my favorite shoe store and bought five pairs of shoes. I love Payless. I love cheap shoes. Heh, that way if I never wear them, who cares? No guilt screaming at me from my closet floor. At around 4:00 pm, I made my way home, as soon as I got in the door, I made an appointment for tomorrow to get my nails done. Right after that, my 17 year old says "Mom, I have to use your car tomorrow". Crap! I call back to cancel my appointment and the owner says "Can you come right now?" Before you could say, "Hey, where did Mom go?" I was gone, on my way for some re-feminization. A manicure, a pedicure and an eyebrow wax. I feel like brand new money. It only took and hour and fifteen minutes. Got home just in time to greet my husband after a long day at work. "Uhm, honey? I can't cook my nails are wet." So far it's shaping to be a great week, dinner out two nights in a row. VBS Now I'll just have to think up a good excuse for tomorrow. -------------------------------------------------------- Sunday, June 04, 2000 :::WARNING!::: PSA --with Unsanitary Content. If you happen to be eating right now, have morning sickness, or are generally queasy, please go visit another blog. Re: Unclean People. Before leaving the restaurant last night, I stopped by the ladies room. Looking into the first stall, I see 'pish' all over the seat. Checked the next stall, the same. Third stall, toilet backed up, undoubtably a 'mouse' had been thrown in there. A mouse is the plumbers term for a tampon. I go back to the first stall, which seemed the least of all three evils and proceeded to clean the seat with warm water, some liquid soap and toilet paper. Then I laid three strips of toilet paper over the seat, just like my Grandmother taught me when I was young. A note to the unsanitary: Dear Person on the Potty in front of me, My knees are not strong enough to squat, I MUST sit. That is why there are toilet seats in the first place, right? Please be considerate and do not leave your human waste for me to clean up. If you insist on squatting, please visit the men's room urinal. Sincerely, Me, the Next Person in line. PS) One more thing....Please, do not forget to wash your hands. Many times I have observed women and even employees of restaurants --walk straight from the stall, out of the bathroom door and not even do this simple hygiene. More disease is spread in this manner than any other. How can people do this? How can they in good conscience leave their remains for others? How can they not be bothered to flush? Ack! If you want to squat and not touch the seat for you own cleanliness, then please have the decency to clean up for the next person. I will assume you are squatting because you dare not touch the seat with your own rump. Think of the germs! Do you like it when you see other peoples [choose what you call it] "urine, tee tee, pee, tinkle, leak, piss, etc."? Please be considerate. Everyone's health is compromised by unclean people. :::END PSA::: --------------------------------------------------------