Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Getting Old Sucks

I was suppose to have an enjoyable vacation with my daughter and sister. Okay, it wasn't going to be 100 percent enjoyable. Part of it was going to involve doing an intervention with our dad to try and convince him that it was time to move to an assisted living arrangement. We knew this was going to be a huge battle. Life has a weird way of throwing curve balls at you sometimes. We didn't have the talk. Actually, we couldn't have the talk. As soon as we arrived to see him, my dad broke his hip. We spent the entire trip holed up in a hospital. My sister is still there, making sure he's comfortable and preparing to make arrangements for his future living situation. Independent living at home is not an option anymore. I would love to be one of those people who age gracefully and live to be 110 with no health problems. But that doesn't really seem very possible, I'm afraid. Most of us will develop health issues and need medical assistance. Lots of medical assistance. The average age is now about 81 years for women, 77 years for men. I'm just over the halfway point for women. My eyes are going. My hearing is going. My memory is going. At this rate, I hate to see what I'm going to be like when I hit 81. If I should be so lucky. I think when it's my time to move into assisted living, I'd like it to be a cruise ship. The costs are high enough, right? Might as well make a nice, long vacation out of it. I suppose the bar tab would get kinda high. Getting old sucks.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Summer Time and the Living's Easy

Well, the living's easy for my daughter anyway! Today was the last day of school for her. She's now going to be a big third grader. I have no idea where the time goes. Wasn't she just born yesterday? Summer's going to be very exciting for her. We have a trip to Vegas, then a trip to London. Whenever she's not exploring the world, she's attending a summer day camp (that I've coined Club Med Without Alcohol). She's going to have an absolute blast. While she's having a ton o' fun, I'm going to be working most of the summer. Now that I'm working full-time, I don't get to take too many vacation days. I'm limiting them to when I'm traveling. The only sad part about summer this year is that it's a short one for my daughter. Her school district is starting school earlier in the year and ending the school year earlier. So, this school year ended today, but the new school year starts up mid-August. After that, the schedule will be back in sync. But this summer is only going to be about 7 weeks long! Poor thing! What are the fun things you're doing this summer?

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Disappointed

I'm linking this post to Jenny Matlock's Alphabe-Thursday. Each week we write to a different letter. This week's letter is "D." D is for disappointed. First off, let me start by saying I know this post is going to sound exceedingly whiny. Many families are having serious struggles right now. They have no hope of buying a house or they have lost a house they loved. I'm aware of this and know I have no right to be in a funk. But, I'm very disappointed with the housing market. My husband and I are extremely lucky to have a nice-sized house with gorgeous views. However, we were hoping to sell it and get a home in the "flats" that had a big yard with a nice pool. We wanted a place that had sidewalks outside and neighbors with kids for my daughter to play with. Our hopes were dashed over the weekend when we met with realtors who did not have a good prognosis. Our area is so filled with short-sales that the value of our house is MUCH lower than we were anticipating. There is a huge disconnect between what we can sell our house for and the amount of money we need to buy something we like. I don't know why this news has hit me so hard, but it has. My dreams of coming home on a 110 degree day and jumping in the pool to cool off are ripped to tatters. And there's nothing I can do to change that.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Life Well Lived--Looking Your Best



BlogHer submitted the following question for me to answer:

What are your favorite fashion, style and beauty resources?

I know I should be hip and list out all my favorite websites. I know there are a TON out there that are loaded with great fashion and beauty tips. But I'm a bit of an old-fashioned girl, and I still rely on print media to give the latest scoop. My favorite magazine is Glamour. Glamour tends to have great fashion and beauty advice. They even have a little (though not much) on home decor. I like having the printed page in front of me for easy reference.

My only complaint with Glamour is that they seem to be showing generally pricey clothes lately. Back when I was a college student, I remember the fashions being more within reach of my budget.

Nevertheless, it's still a great resource for all things fashion! And they usually through in some great topical articles on women issues.

What are your go-to places for fashion and beauty? Come visit the article on BlogHer to learn other people's resources and add your own!

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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Mary's Little Cha Cha

I'm linking this post to Jenny Matlock's Alphabe-Thursday. This week, we have to write about the letter "C." C is for (ahem) cha cha.

My daughter took beginning flute this year at school. It took her about a month just to learn how to get sound out of the instrument! After that, she caught on pretty well. The first song she mastered was "Mary Had a Little Lamb" but it had some cha-cha-cha action in it! When I mentioned that the song sounded like Mary Had a Little Lamb, but not quite, she responded that the name of the song was "Mary's Little Cha Cha." That didn't sound quite right to me. It actually sounded a bit obscene. (okay, you know where my mind is). Sure enough, that was the official name of the song.

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Am I the only one with a mind in the gutter or is this song title just wrong?

I can't help but imagine a group of employees putting the song book together. It took longer than they imagined, so they were spending a late evening at the office, coming up with the different song titles. One of them, hyped-up on coffee with a bad case of the giggles says, "I have a great title for this song!" The other coworkers are doubled over with laughter and decide to just go for it and slip it in!

For generations thereafter, music teachers and parents are forced to say, "Go play Mary's Little Cha Cha" without being allowed to even crack a slight smile without feeling incredibly dirty.

Curse those employees! Curses, I say!