HORNS UP:
*One of my photos was selected for the love-themed gallery exhibition. I personally wouldn’t have chosen this photograph out of the others I submitted, but what can I do? I just hope it sells.
*Two of my kids canceled tutoring this week, due to the state ELA test. The extra money from tutoring is wonderful, but running from one job way downtown to another way uptown is hectic. I’ve used my days off to take extra Pilates classes.
*I’ve known about Pandora Radio for awhile, but never used it until my current job. I sit at a computer all day and it keeps me energetic. Thanks to headphones, no one knows how much I like rocking out to Ne-Yo. Until Pandora, I didn’t know this either. Let’s keep this between us, okay?
*I wore a tie to work yesterday, and it was all I thought it could be.
HORNS DOWN:
*I have to get the photo printed, framed, and in Westchester County pronto. All of these tasks will take precious time I barely have. And Westchester? Yuck. I wish I could find a person to drive me over there. I’d pay for gas and a snack at Taco Bell.
*I was explaining the whole Wardrobe Remix thing to a co-worker when another one butted in with, “I don’t get it? What’s the point?” I explained that fashion is personal expression; fashion is fun and artistic. She smirked dubiously. She has a right to her own opinion, but I sure as hell have never smirked at the fact that oversized tee shirts and ill-fitting carpenter jeans are two of her wardrobe staples. And her ideal first date involves Star Wars and a Renaissance Fair…if you’re nasty. Come on! Open your mind.
*In college, I started getting the occasional migraine, but usually, just headaches. I had them at least twice a week. I thought it was normal and just loaded up on Excedrin. I seldom get headaches now, due to different hormone regulation and more water consumption. (That’s what I think anyway). But all week I’ve had persistent headaches that I can’t shake for longer than a few hours. I’m forgoing Excedrin, because I don’t want to get bruises all over my body. My remedy: sweets and caffeine. Maybe if I develop a sugar crash and/or cavity, it’ll take my mind off the hammering in my cranium.
*Last Sunday, NYC got its knickers in a twist getting ready for an impending snowstorm. Auxiliary workers were called in to shovel snow and keep the city running. Snow chains were put on buses, and salt sprinkled upon every horizontal surface. And then it never snowed. Not one flake. I was so ready to break out the L.L. Bean boots and chunk snowballs at Cade, too. Update: It’s now snowing.
