Friday, December 10, 2010

Friday Morning Christmas Songs Starring Ella Fitzgerald

So I've been listening to Christmas songs for a few days now. There's a station on the radio, and frankly, it puts a smile on my face... most of the time. Some Christmas songs just suck, and others are botched up by singers trying to be unique. You know what I'm saying, I'm sure. 

Well, here I am this morning, trying to fax the office on my new fax, having troubles, of course, and getting frustrated. So I'm on YouTube poking around and then I see a Christmas video and think, yeah, I'd like to share some good old Christmas music, you know, like Ella Fitzgerald and who not. Sooooo, I have for you all some sweet Christmas sounds that I enjoy any time of day, that put a smile right on my face and lower my heart rate when I'm frustrated with the foolishness of, oh, say, fax machines.

Enjoy today's Christmas songs via video starring Ella Fitzgerald:

Monday, August 9, 2010

Three Finger Banjo Blue Grass Monday Night Guest Artist Steve Martin

Haven't had a music night in a while, but tonight I believe I've found just the thing.
Steve Martin plays the banjo and wins awards, photo by Todd Heisler for The New York Times

 On just about any given night of the year, cold or cool, warm or hot, sometime after 10pm, we could walk outside or open a window and hear the sweet banjo and fiddle bluegrass songs played on the balcony of a quadro-plex across the street and two houses down.  Always a sweet sound.  Perfect for those nights when you just couldn't get to sleep.  All would be still and the music would come.  Those were the nights I had the best sleep. It's been about a year now since their Blue Grass wafted through the air, bringing smiles to everyone within earshot; they've since moved away.

One of my favourite sounds is that of Blue Grass, a style that grew out of the 1940s and 50s.  Steve Martin grew up with that sound in his home-town of Berkeley California.  He fell in love with the Banjo, especially the sound of the three finger banjo.  And much like everything else he set his mind out to do, he learned to play it, and play it he does, touring with his Blue Grass band, The Steep Canyon Rangers, at one point it was with Men With Banjos Who Know How to Use Them, which they certainly did, and there are other Blue Grass bands he plays with I'm sure (I have to say I'm not very read up on his tours and play dates over the last few years). 

There's something so relaxing about Blue Grass.  Sure it speaks to some more than others, but overall, it's hard for one's heart's spirits to not to be lifted when Blue Grass is played.  It's also a rush when that banjo plays faster and faster, showing off for the folks, now and again. 

Without further ado, I present to you, this evening, Steve Martin and his Blue Grass band, The Steep Canyon Rangers and others,...  Enjoy.

Steve Martin, Great Banjo Player, and the “Malcolm Gladwell 10,000-hour rule”

Steve Martin to play MerleFest; met his band in North Carolina

Saturday, August 7, 2010

When life gives you lemons, it's not safe to make lemonade without a license

Who knew that one of my favourite motto's "when life gives you lemons, make lemonade" would end up backfiring? One little girl had to learn this lesson the hard way.

I was scrummaging around on the NPR facebook page today, and I was a bit curious about one article titled, "Zealous Health Inspector Busts Ore. Girl For Unlicensed Lemonade Stand".

Crazy but true. 7 year old Julie Murphy's lemonade stand was shut down at an art fair. Go figure some overzealous inspector should be such a stick in the mud. A screw loose? Perhaps.

Technically he was in the right, I mean, if she were an adult. And I assume she was backed by an adult, so shouldn't the inspector instead have gone after the child's legal guardian? Seems to me the child would a) never have known better, b) was doing what every child dreams of, c) was proud of herself, d) is now quite ashamed. This inspector is not only ethically wrong, in my opinion, but also has possibly scarred this child for life; not to mention the fact that the next time this girl gets the urge to sell lemonade, or start another entrepreneurial project in the future, she might think twice, and the next female conglomerate could fall by the wayside.

On the other hand, this could have actually been a very good thing. I'm thinking that Julie may end up being one up on her peers, becoming quite prepared and knowledgeable on the laws of enterprise. My hope is that she'll learn from this and take the world by storm the next time around. And that she and others will continue to fight for their rights and make necessary changes in our laws and ethics systems, all while preserving the simple beauties and heritage of our cultures ancestries, like kids selling lemonade for example (or whatever those may be).
So I suppose one of my favourite mottoes hasn't been thwarted after all... I suppose in retrospect, Julie Murphy's lemonade stand fiasco can teach us how to make lemonade out of lemons, even if someone shuts us down.

Friday, July 30, 2010

The Overly Dressed Too Much Baggage Woman

Found this photo on Tumblr, and I have to say, I started cracking up. Not because it is a funny photo, which it is, but because I actually feel like this sometimes. roflmao. You too, huh? I knew I wasn't alone.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Ivy Bean, Now I know why I wanted to skip over Wednesday

Late last night, I had a weird feeling.  It was probably around midnightish.  I haven't really felt like skipping a day, and yet, there I was, feeling off, like it just wasn't going to be a normal day.  I had no proof, mind you, and I felt a little silly making a decision about a day that had barely started.  And can it really be considered a new day when you haven't gone to sleep yet?  I was going to wait until the morning, and if I still felt that way, I would post my thoughts on my status on Facebook.  But then I thought, no, no, I really do feel this way.  I really have to write it down, see what other people think, you know, like maybe there was something in the stars or whatever.  So this is what I wrote:

Sooooo. Today is Wednesday. The middle. Like a middle child. Poor poor Wednesday. I'm not really feeling it today. Yes, I'll seriously have to think about whether it's a good day to have at all. I'm thinking I might just fly right over Wednesday and into Thursday. No, I have a meeting on Thursday. Okay, so Friday.... Friday night. I'm just going to skip right on over to Friday night. Anybody with me?

I got a variety of responses.  But here's the thing, nothing really happened today.  Nothing out of the ordinary.  It wasn't a stressful day, or a bad day.  In fact it was overall a happy day.  I even got in a nap after work and found out I lost an inch.  But throughout the whole day, something wasn't quite right.  I just couldn't put my finger on it.  Not until the end of the day, did I figure out what it was.  It all finally came together as I was browsing through Tumblr...  And she died at 12:08am.  How's that for coincidence?

Makes ya think about the strange ways we're all connected.

google found photo:

Here's looking at you, Ivy Bean.  Hope you're living it up, wherever you are.

Lamb, Goat, whatever, still brings back memories

So I know this is a photo of a lamb, but it reminds me of the goats at Grants farm.  Just so sweet.  

We were at a goat petting zoo at Grants Farm a couple of months ago.  One of the ones with the baby bottles and the nibblets that they sell for everyone to feed the cute goats.  Well, some get more ornery than others, not to mention they do have a wonderful time of trying to eat as much of your clothing as possible, even in their calmer moments.  A bit of a neuroses of theirs. 

I question their intent, however, because I think that perhaps they have a different sort of fashion sense than we do and are simply more adamant about this than your average person.  At any rate, one got hold of my grey summer sweater.  I did catch it before there was major damage done, but as we all know, a tiny chewed off edge of sweater is the same as a huge chewed off edge of sweater. 

I can’t seem to bring myself to throw it out, however. Yes, it’s beyond any state of repair, and the goat chewed edge is quite an eye sore.  But it reminds me of that day, and so…. I wear it.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

What's wrong with this picture monday, the pool vac

So I've been thinking about this for a long time.  I may do a grander version on The Pretty Life on Eye on Life Mag, but I thought I'd also post some of these here.

For our first "What's wrong with this picture Monday" I'd like to introduce to you, "The Pool Vac".  You see, this is a lovely pool.  In fact, I'd love to take a dip in it right now, wouldn't you?  In the sunset.  Surrounded by adobe, a gorgeous deck, boulders and stones, various cactus greens, serene reflections...  And yet, there is something there that just spoils the whole dream.  Now I ask you, do you place your vacuum cleaner in the middle of the living room before you take that perfect snap?  No, no you don't.  I rest my case.

This photo does, however, bring to mind quite a few story opportunities.  Something is happening.  Something is about to happen.  And it all stems from, in my mind, "who, exactly, put the pool vac in, where are they now, and what is going on in this house while the pool vac is running?"   Hmmmmm.

Photo writing prompt:  Anyone caring to tackle this possible story or snippet or poem, please feel free to add it to the comments, or on your blog with a link in our comments.  Nothing overly gruesome please, and nothing too sexually descriptive left in the comments, please.  Should prove interesting.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010


(Warning: A couple of bad words. Explicit moments referred to.  Note: fiction)

Fuck you and those moments that I want so bad of yours; only mine when I'm in your face, begging, coaxing, making them happen.  All the while, there you are, not realizing the consequences of your actions.  Or do you?  Do you realize them?  Deep down, every fool does.

And you, fool, are choosing to play the fool, at the expense of the nobody girls that would love a piece of your moments, moments meant for me.  And there you are, giving away moments of yourself, moments you can never get back.  And you wonder why you get so lost.

Memories are made every moment.  The second you give away those moments, you have no hope or chance of recovering them.

Moments like tonight, make being struck by lightning a welcome pleasure.  Jerk.

I can tell you whole heartedly, that the seduction of the pouring rain feels so damn good, when the thunder claps and rumbles through the heaviness of the drops.  Better than your cum ever did.  Better because it is filled with pure, powerful, and thrilling energy.  And it comes from a place you will never reach.  It comes from a moment without you.  Never to be erased, never to be replaced.  A moment that came from a moment you chose to relinquish.

If I were never touched again, it wouldn't matter, because it would never be so spur of the moment, so true, that power of nature enveloping me in a moment I thought I would rather be with you.

Stings, doesn't it?  Stung me too, before the cumming of the thundering rain.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Work out the Frieda Babbley way

Marilyn Monroe Workout

There are many workout trends out there.  It's hard to keep up with any one of them.  I know I for one do not have much luck.  I get bored, quite frankly. 

I have, however, found a wonderful workout that works out for me; better than any other workout, I might add.  Monetarily, anyway.

With this new workout, I don't eat as much (I don't really have time to) and I don't drink as much, either, so I have dehydration on my side.  And of course when you're dehydrated, you tend to get sleepy.  If you're sleeping, you can't eat.  Another wonderful thing about this particular workout is that you really have no choice in the matter, as it is a lifestyle.  A wonderful lifestyle.

With this new workout lifestyle of mine, I have found that I need to shop for clothes a lot.  Workout clothes are a must if you are going to be successful.

Now, I know, it's the thing to say that your workout is a lifestyle, it's a psychological slant.  But this really is a lifestyle, and one that takes up more of your time than any other task you may have.  Forget your family and personal life, with this workout, your lifestyle is your focus and all those that aren't in your circle of workout buddies need to be second fiddle.

You may have guessed the kind of workout I'm involved in by now... Yes the Frieda Babbley workout is working out(side) of the home. Works every time.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Claudia Schiffer photo controversy

Dom Perignon - Stern Fotografie
This does NOT look like "blackface" 
to me.  Blackface  would refer to
just a face, and for comedic value.
I love a good controversy, especially when I've got something to say about it, and when useful and logical information is given.  But this?  This should never have been a controversy in the first place.  Karl Lagerfeld's vision should have been, instead, appreciated.

I thought this was an old controversy resurfaced, but apparently not (it must be deja vu or something), oh, no, it has resurfaced... two years after the fact.  I mean seriously people, why?  Anyway, why this is such a controversy, I couldn't tell you.  But here it is... Again.  Via CNN and everywhere else at that. Can we not get over this and understand an artist's vision?

Brief recap: Karl Lagerfeld, the genious behind this women of the world series, posed his highest inspiration, Claudia Schiffer, to represent a variety of women from around the world.  May I just say, the execution and end result was exquisite.  Not to mention the fact that it shows what an excellent model Claudia Schiffer really is; isn't it a model's job to go beyond, to showcase the limitless possibilities of fashion, its universality and uniqueness? She was playing a part, representing masses of women. 

If this spread's foundation and purpose was The Claudia Schiffer and all that she is and can be as a model and inspiration to the fashion icon Karl Lagerfeld, why then are we switching the purpose.  There is nothing about these photos that is comedic, in fact they are tasteful to an extreme.  Claudia is representing the black woman.  In fact at first glance one cannot tell that she is anything but.  Exquisite (have I said that?) 

I think what I am even more discouraged with is the fact that this glorious photo shoot has been resurfaced two years later.  What, there's nothing more important to talk about?  I'm thinking the reporter/journalist/professor (if you could even call her any of those things) - I don't remember what this woman is I just remember how stupid and uptight and wrong I think she is - has done herself a disservice.  And all those that followed in her footsteps by even considering this pathetic excuse for news and attention really ought to have spent their time with something more useful or entertaining.

So why do I bring this up?  It's important for me to vent about this stupid situation.  Blackface, indeed.  Pahlease.

Claudia Schiffer Tries to Defend Blackface photo shoot - NPR results.

Dom Perignon - Stern Fotographie
Claudia Schiffer's Red Shoes (British Poets)

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Nikki Yanofsky, Tuesday Morning Jazz

Nikki Yanofsky. Not a name you would associate with Jazz. At least not until you hear her sing it, and you probably most likely  have, if you watched the Olympics this winter.  You'd also never think this voice of hers would be that of a young Canadian teenager.
In a word, she is: incredible.  And she does look a lot like Audrey Tautou, wouldn't you say?

Now, I usually do Jazz nights, but today I thought that some of Nikki Yanofsky's Jazz singing, and a delightful interview with Brian Williams, would be a lovely morning treat.  Perhaps some hot tea, or a coffee or espresso drink of some sort, would be a fitting drink while you listen?



Ella... Of Thee I Swing [CD+DVD] [+3 Bonus Studio Tracks] [Universal Music] [Korea 2009]
Ella... Of Thee I Swing [CD+DVD] [+3 Bonus Studio Tracks] [Universal Music] [Korea 2009]

I Believe (Enhanced)
I Believe (Enhanced)

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Stars without makeup, but are they really?

A couple of weeks ago, there was a big to do about celebs going without makeup. It all started with Jessica Simpson who did an au naturale photo shoot for Marie Claire, saying, basically, that she was confident in her own self and didn't care what other people thought. Personally, I think she is soooooo much better looking without her makeup.

The Today Show decided that they would go bare-faced for a day. And of course other celebrities have been sporting the natural look as well. Now, sure, this is not really a new thing, the going without makeup, but those who just simply wouldn't (because of their television status) did. Kudos. Awesome. They handled it well. It was wonderful to see. And they got more and more comfortable as the show went along. And they also talked about other female celebrities that were and had been, doing the same and why.

Now, unfortunately, it seems to me that they didn't exactly follow the rules all the way. The eyes and the lips told a different story to me; and in some cases I questioned skin tone. Now it could have been that they've been wearing makeup for so long that their eyelids and lashes and lips were stained. Or maybe their lips, lids, and/or lashes were tattooed (can you tattoo lashes?). Doesn't really matter, and it was sort of sad to me that some of these women (one in particular) couldn't seem to show her all the way bare true self, even for a morning.

What do you think? Am I just seeing things?

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Betty White, Her Upcoming Movie Role, and SNL

Betty White hosted Saturday Night Live the other weekend and I can't tell you how thrilled to pieces I was. I'd been looking forward to this since I heard about it on Facebook a couple of weeks before. If you friended me on Facebook, you would have seen my promotions of Ms. White and of the new movie "You Again" she is going to be in with Sigourney Weaver, Jamie Lee Curtis, and Kristin Chenoweth (yeah, all faves of mine). It'll be out I think in the fall. Long time to wait.

Anyway, guess who missed it? Saturday Night Live with Betty White, I mean (not "You Again" 'cause that's not out yet). Yup. Moi. Thank goodness for the internet. I was able to watch it on line the second I remembered (which was the morning after it aired).

Thought I'd watch it again today, so figured I might as well share with you guys. I know there's loads of Betty White and of Saturday Night Live fans out there, so whether you haven't seen it, or have already seen it but want to watch it again or to share it with someone you know, here you go. Commercial free with no interruptions (except at the very beginning, and a couple of other spots, but limited to be sure). Who could ask for anything more? Oh, me! Me me me! Snacks. You can't watch SNL or The Golden Girls, or Betty White, without... snacks. So get them out, get your drink, sit back, and enjoy.  (Cheesecake would be your best bet.)

Monday, May 17, 2010

What do the Miss USA 2010 Contestants and I Have in Common

Miss USA 2010
Note:  When I first wrote this post, I was looking for photos on line of the contestants while I was watching the Miss USA pageant on television.  Now I have to say, I did NOT watch to the end.  I got bored.  When I was looking on line for photos, I saw that it mentioned Miss Virginia as being the winner.  Well, what I read misinformed me.  Now I wish I could go back and find the source.  Perhaps it was 2009?  I honestly don't keep track.  So anyway, I had to change parts of my previous article, after seeing who the winner is today on The Hollywood Gossip and other news sources.  That's what I get for jumping the gun.  Sorry, so so sorry!

Well, for starters, the Miss USA 2010 contestants and I have nothing in common. Zip, zilch, nada. It is difficult for me to see a difference between any one of them. You basically have to look at their faces to get a glimpse of what their personalities may be like. None of them a bit like mine. But then, I'm not a Miss USA 2010 contender, am I?

After the swimsuit competition, Joan Rivers (a woman I have grown to love) and her daughter, commented on the boobs on one and the perfect body of another (not too thin, muscular)... What show were they a part of? I thought I had switched channels! There was nary a difference in the sticks that held their heads up.  This is proven by the fact that I could swear the Miss Virginia that I had posted as being the winner, was not the winner and she must have been from another year.

Women used to eat. Colorado has (used to have) big portions of everything, every where you turn. This Miss Colorado has never eaten a Colorado meal in her life. And miss Wyoming does not get her hands on that home-grown cattle; wait, maybe all the cattle there, has been bought out by corporate farms (this would be most sad). Miss Kansas has eaten corn, but then threw it right back up. As for Miss Virginia, she just may actually represent;  it is quite apparent that she lives on a diet of English tea - no cakes, but she does know how to make a Texas toast and cheese sandwich, which is nada in the nutrition department - you can't blame her for being confused when she started down the glamour stairs to the runway (poor thing). And she's not big on smiling either, as you can see from the photo on the left.  But that didn't stop judges from loving her.  She was in the top 12 the last I watched.

I have to say though that one and only one, stood out to me.  That was Miss Michigan.  I admit I did love something about her from the second I saw her.  She had personality and a certain confidence; others lacked in those departments.  She IS gorgeous.  Truly she is.  And unlike the other girls, I liked what I saw in her eyes.   Apparently the judges saw what I saw, because she did, in fact win.  She's Muslim American to boot.

Miss USA 2010 being crowned.

Am I offended?  No, I'm not.  These pageants don't hold too much weight in my mind.  As for jealous, as trump mentioned would be a word to substitute for offended, hardly, and I say this as sincerely and honestly as I ever could.  At my most gorgeous and wise (which would be now) and even at my most immature (which would have been most of my life) I have never been so bland as these ladies. I have always stood out in a crowd in a most positive way. I too could wear a plastic bag and walk it like the highest of Haute Couture. I am most proud that I could always actually hold that bag up with a gorgeous, yet subtle, curves, broad shoulders, sexy sway, and classic yet exotic looks.

Here's to a most delicious salad, a side of chicken, an orange, (or some barbecued steak with lemon, home-made mashed potatoes - because I make the best there is and I'm not afraid of butter - and some grilled mushrooms and zucchini) and a glass of delicious champagne. Because I'm worth it. I'm no Miss USA, but I do wear an "I'm Fabulous" crown...and I'm proud.

Miss USA 2010 Crown
I think I'd look fabulous!  So would you, don't you think?

I really need to get more pics of me.  Perhaps I can hire the same people who did the Miss USA 2010 gals?

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Greece and the Dow actually a good thing

Lots of people were and are a bit freaked out about the dow drop on Friday in relation to Greece.  But it did balance itself out, and it was a good thing. The drop and subsequent rise is really bringing a much sought after stability to the market.

When I first heard about this, I most probably heard about it in a much more realistic and full bodied way than most.  Yes, I got my news via NPR.  So when I heard the scare tactics used by news stations on television to gain viewers, I thought to myself, "Oh palease.  The general public is NOT going to get the right info, are they?"  Well, I spent some time on the net and found some information on this issue that effected the Dow.  So to better educate anyone who wants to be, here is a link and video I found to be useful.

Yes, there is much light at the end of the tunnel.  All I can say is, thanks Greece, you done well.

All results Greece+dow on

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Song and video find of the day Landslide by Fleetwood Mac cover

I remember the first time I heard Fleetwood Mac's "Landslide" sung by Stevie Nicks.  I was young, quite young, and I found myself wondering about the words, what they meant, feeling the sorrow and the happiness, picturing it all in my head, wondering how the ache of life could be such a sorrowful thing yet bring so much pleasure and understanding to so much in this world.  Today seemed like a day to hear that song again, don't ask me why, it's just one of those things. 

When you look up songs on YouTube, you often get a delightful (and many times not so delightful) array of amateur hair brush singers that hope to be discovered in someone's home office.

Every once in a while you hear an unprofessional cover and think, "Wow, that's pretty cool."  But it's once in a blue moon when you hear one that speaks to you perfectly, and feels better flowing through your ears than your favorite version ever seemed to.

I came across one such voice today. 

Now I must say I'm a die hard fan of Stevie Nicks and Fleetwood Mac.  But "thebrook" on YouTube just took my breath away.  Literally.  I didn't even sing (and believe me I always do).  I sat there, stunned, listening, feeling, wondering, "How?... Who?" I must have come across it at the right time.  Now, you may not react to this in the same way as I did, after all, beauty is in the eye (and ear) of the beholder, but I figured I just had to share.  Hope you enjoy this as much as I did.  Enjoy.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

U by Kotex ads break the cycle

It's rare that you see an ad lately that just knocks you off your feet with perfection.  For me, they've been few and far between these last 10 and some odd years.  Used to be I looked forward to commercials alsmost as much as the show I was watching.  Those days are long gone.  Almost.  Now there's U by Kotex and I am in love.

First of all, Kotex is my preferred brand of pad, so Kotex is a product line that interests me.

Second of all, have you see the U by Kotex ads?  They suck you in.  The gal that is informing us of U by Kotex, in the first U by Kotex ad I saw, is friendly, personable, and gave me information I could totally relate to.  Her sarcasm is so right on.  This ad is entitled "Reality Check"and is one of my favorites.

For those of you that may not have heard, Kotex is running a "Break the Cycle" campaign.  The Break the Cyle campaign is not geared to literally break women's "cycles", but it is dedicated to making them less painful to some respect. Kotex has designed their campaign to spread feminine confidence and true knowledge of what women's body parts are really called and that sort of thing.  With Kotex, you don't have to be ashamed to be a woman.  We're real and we're awesome.  And Kotex is backing us up every step of the way.
Let's help bring society up to speed on vaginal issues and take back the word "vagina." Have you helped take it back? Maybe you've quit using nicknames like va-jay-jay, or started talking more openly about period stuff with your friends. You can share other period stories too. Whatever your story, let's hear it.
Yeah, you can even write your own story or record (upload) your own story, right onto the U by Kotex site.

To view their way awesome video ads, got to, click on the "Get Real" tab, and you'll find video choices under "Tellin' it like it is".  Become inspired, transpired, and aspire, with U by Kotex.

note and disclaimer from blogger: The only way that I am affiliated with Kotex is the fact that I use and love their products.  I am simply a fan and have not been compensated in any way by Kotex or any of their affiliates.  however, if they would like to compensate me for my support and loyalty, payment in pads would be just grand.

Photo found at on blogspot.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Pianos, Cats, and Dr. Seuss

My good friend Joe (can I call him a good friend?  I mean I don't really know him, but I do think he's wonderful and very talented and funny and comes up with some wonderful ideas and things to say) wrote a blog post the other day that inspired me to walk down memory lane to my wee years.


My piano teacher when I was four lived around the corner from us. About two or three houses down? Her name was Mrs. Grueber.  She was an older lady, probably in her forties, but maybe younger (at four years old it's hard to really tell how old people really are.)  Mrs. Grueber wore glasses with a sparkly chain.  Her house was cozy, made even cozier by the many cats that she owned.  Back then there weren't limits like there are now.  Yes, she was a cat person.  And so was I.

Her many cats would pop in and out, most of them quite shy.  If I was lucky, she'd find one after our lesson so that I could pet it.  Soft, long fur.  Mesmerizing eyes.  Mysterious.  Independent.

Mrs. Grueber let me sing while I played. "Snug as a bug in a rug".  C-D-E-F-E-D-C.  Was that it?  And poor Mrs. Grueber when I learned "I've got, a date to-night... I've got-ta look just right... So boys, that's where my money goes... My... mo-ney... goooooes."  I still remember it.  I will probably always remember it.

Mrs. Grueber had lots of books.  Her children (son and daughter) were all grown up and in College), so they (those precious, elementary books, sat around as memories of simpler days.  She introduced me to Dr. Seuss.   She had found me eyeing them at her house and knew that I loved to read.  She also knew that my library was limited to a small handful of books, namely Jack and the Bean Stalk and The Pied Piper of Hamilton and a special book of nursery rhymes (that one I still have).   So she came over one day to drop off some Dr. Seuss books, and one of the books she gave me was One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish.  I read and read and read till I got it right. I remember being fascinated. It's still my favourite book, and yes, I have passed it on to my little ones.

It's the little things in life that make it oh so sweet.  Thanks Joe, for that reminder.



Saturday, March 27, 2010

Google offers more layout options for bloggers

Now I can be just as stylish as I want, whenever I want.  Thanks Thanks Blogger.

Way cool and not a moment too soon, Blogger template designer is now offering us bloggers some great new layout options.  That's just what you see here.  One of the hundreds of layout options offered.

What can you do?
  • Change themes, 
  • placements, 
  • layouts, 
  • backgrounds, 
  • colors, 
  • widgets, 
  • number of columns and where you want those columns to be
  • modify column widths
  • more more more.
It's definitely worth the play around.  Got questions or want to find out more?  Just go to this link.  It's a drag and drop designer's dream come true.  And if you're into css, well you can add that as well.  The options are a plenty.  

Their motto:  Express Yourself.
And that's exactly what I intend to do.


Saturday, March 20, 2010

Judy Holliday Saturday Night Videos

Judy Holliday, starlet, singer, beauty of an era long gone but not forgotten.  Judy was born in 1921 and graduated high school in 1938.  Her IQ?  it was pretty high.  1721.  Not bad for a beautiful lady.  

Too young to go to University, she became a switchboard operator.  A normal job for a girl in those days.  (Truth be told, I secretly wanted to be one myself.)  What no one knew, not yet anyway, was that she was a terrific script writer, and a far out singer.  

She soon got the career she wanted.  Prove herself, she did; on screen, off screen, and on Broadway.  

Here's a bit of Judy Holliday for your reminiscing pleasure.


For more on Judy Holliday, here's a useful link: Judy Holliday Bio

To hybrid or not to hybrid

"To hybrid or not to hybrid.  That is the question."

I am going to first say that shopping for hybrid cars is more exhausting than shopping for cars in general.  And any of you who have shopped for a car at any point in your lives will attest to the fact that it can spin your head round and round and that perfect car calls out to you and you start to go crazy and really can't make any sort of decision right away.  It's akin to the feeling you would have after flying in an aeroplane for half a day.  The difference is, if you're in an aeroplane, you could be going on vacation in which case you have something relaxing to look forward to, which with a new car, I suppose that could be like having something relaxing to look forward to, but then there's customs to get through, long lines of customs until you get to your final destination: the all inclusive resort. 

So anyway, I decided to do my homework last night.  It's a nifty thing to be able to go online and shop for cars and see what's in stock at your local and surrounding car dealerships, complete with photos, specs, price, ability to offer a quote, value your trade-in, the whole lot.  I'm glad I did.  This made me prepared to some extent and I was able to ask pertinent questions and look as though I knew what I was talking about.  I went onto the car lot feeling pretty self assured.

I left feeling even more assured (notice I switched self assured to just assured).  I knew what I wanted, a hybrid, same as when I came into the Ford lot.  I wanted to look at the Ford Fussion and the Ford Escape hybrids.  Both nice, but the Ford Escape Hybrid blew me away.  The only thing I didn't like about it was that I wasn't used to the fact that the break looked and felt like a break pedal but was really a button, like a computer keyboard key, and so your foot needs to act like a finger.   This was weird.

The cost?  35,000 US dollars minimum.  And they would NOT make a deal on the hybrids because there weren't that many made and they are desirable (nah-duh).  Well I can tell you one thing, unfortunately hybrids were out of my budget.  =(  So what to do?  What to do?  There were no other hybrid cars I trusted or that were worth having that would accommodate five children that were growing adult sized by the minute.  (Did I mention my 10 year old daughter wears a size 8 1/2 woman's shoe?  Same size as me?)  Yeah, I need a decent size, and I need a decent price.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Is that a hybrid you're wearing?

"Is that a new hybrid you're wearing or are you just happy to see me?"

see end of post for photo details

We are a two car, six person, four pet, family. One of our two cars is 13 years old. Yes and it's about had it. It's been a great car, but alas, it has seen better days. Fixing it would cost quite a bit and would end up nickling and diming us for the next couple of years. Mind you it could become good as new, but at a price, and a price well exceeding the value of the car.

Right now it's.... resting. In the driveway. Alone with nature. Looks a bit as though it's out to pasture. It's quite a shame really.

It's the car that big daddy uses. It's his pride and joy. Was his pride and joy. Now big daddy is forced to drive a minivan. This is making him cranky. This is making him feel very tired. And mama hasn't gotten out of the damn house for about a week now.

On the one hand it was okay timing. The youngest three are on spring break. The oldest gets a car ride in the morning. So it's just one kid to worry about in the afternoon which big daddy can't get off work to pick up so auntie is kind enough to pick up pepito.

On the other hand, mama can't take the little ones anywhere special because not only does she not have her car, because big daddy's using it, but now she has to hold on tight to every penny for... well, whatever it's going to cost, whatever the decision may be; not to mention the three little ones will be going back to school next week. Big daddy don't want to drop them off in the a.m. because that would make him late for work. And of course big daddy can't pick them up either, especially with two different schools and pickup times to worry about. And big daddy can't get dropped off and picked up because he needs to go from store to store and whatnot.

Now, mama can go get herself a loan, but wait, mama doesn't like debt and mama doesn't have a "job". Papa can get himself a loan but mama doesn't like debt. This is where things get difficult, ones belief system up against family needs.

Then mama has an idea. Mama can get a moped (via the tax returns) with two double side-cars rigged to the sides. Or better yet, she can rig four train-cars to the back of her new moped.

Mama smiles. This could work.

Then mama starts thinking about safety. Mama decides she'd rather wear a new car than an ambulance. And soooo...

Mama's going to borrow her sis' car tomorrow and go shopping, for a hybrid, in stock. Mama's got it narrowed down to four possibilities. Mama's going to cry when she has to shell out the bucks she stashed in her bra drawer, but I'm sure that won't last long. The next time you see mama, she's gonna be wearing a new car and a new smile. And yeah, sure, I guess she'll also be happy to see you. (But no sucking up okay, I mean it's just a new car and sure she'll look so great in it that you'll want a ride or to borrow it, but sucking up doesn't work with mama. She knows all about sucking up so she'll just make you go clean your room.)

I'll keep you posted.

Above photo found on a fantastic blog post I ran across that's very much worth a check out: Skimbaco Lifestyle: Ford Fusion Hybrid in Cleveland Night

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