Tuesday, June 18, 2013

All Dressed Up...

So, I got ready to go to a local school board meeting tonight, only to find out that it has been rescheduled.  This is a major inconvenience for me.  I changed out of my "uniform" of yoga pants and a t-shirt.  I showered.  I put shea butter on my ashy feet.  I washed my hair.  And I put on a really cute outfit.  I'm wearing shoes...in the house...I never wear shoes in the house.  I loathe wearing shoes in the house.  But it took me five minutes to buckle the darn things up and I don't want to take them off.  I'm thinking about going to a movie.  Any recommendations on what I should see?  I'm a big fan of Iron Man and Star Trek and I haven't seen the new ones.  I like action.

In the meantime I've turned on the hi-fi---yes that's right, I still use the hi-fi.  I love that sound!  Just another thing that reminds me of my days growing up on 14th Street.  Whether it was from a passing convertible or from the neighbors house, everyone everywhere seemed to be listening to music when I was a kid, and it wasn't offensive.  So if I came home repeating "I Got Sunshine on a Cloudy Day" my mom didn't clutch her chest. She just smiled. They just played "LOLA" and I'm craving some cherry cola.  I'm from Chicago so you'd think that I'd like "Sweet Home Chicago" but I'm not crazy about the song so I'll be glad when it's over.

It's Heat vs. Spurs tonight!  I really don't care who wins but I watch because my son is into it.  He just called me in the hear the National Anthem.  Call me a Scrooge, but I'm getting a little tired of the loudmouth kid singers.  They're talented for sure, but geez, can they call in Clay Aiken or something?  Just a regular singer with a really nice voice and no theatrics.  I happen to think "The Star Spangled Banner" is a great song and doesn't need all the extra stuff--just sing the song, doggone it.

Today was uneventful, except for the fact that Gizmo the Dog got a much needed haircut.  I picked him up, slipped the collar on him, leashed him and started out.  I turned around to ask the groomer a question, so I closed the door behind me.  After I finished, I turned to go out and realized there was no dog at the end of the leash.  He's about six inches skinnier so the collar just came right off.  I opened the door to find him sniffing around outside.  I bet he feels like a different dog.  Of course, this is Chicago so I cut his hair just in time for the temperature to drop 20 degrees.  Just can't win!

I'm rambling...randomly.  Remember that was my working title--Random Ramblings.  It would be perfect for days like today when nothing eventful happened, but it was a good day.  I enjoyed it.  And I'm still wearing my shoes!


                                                                   

14th Street Vintage


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