Reading

Emma's query about June on the Old Broards got me thinking about how long it's been since I was able to concentrate well enough to really enjoy reading. I think it's been months, maybe since before Christmas. I'm just in this jumpy, twitchy place where I can hardly even watch TV. I sit down, and then I immediately get back up. Maybe it's menopause?

Anyway, I have a big stack of books waiting for me, and I hoping that I will get some good quality reading in this summer. (But you can't force it. If you're in that no reading place, you just have to wait it out.)

The only thing

that could possibly have added even MORE dignity to the momentous historic meeting between Donald Trump and Sarah Palin would perhaps have been a round of celebrity boxing...

Republican "Family Values"

strike again! I am sorry for Maria, but still laughing.

In honor of Mother's Day

Mothers and daughters:

A milestone for Ian

He bought a suit today. I'm pretty sure it's the first suit he's ever owned, and he's 27. It's not quite the first day of school or anything, but still a big day. :D

So I'm a little sad and disappointed

to learn that Nicholas Cage is just another garden variety man with rage issues. I sorta thought he was cooler than that.

April

Boy am I glad it's here. I hate March almost as much as I hate February. It sounds like it ought to be spring, you expect it to be spring, but it always lets you down.