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A New Blog Title

I hadn't planned on coming back to the blog today, but now that I've changed my header with my new title,  I believe it behooves me to write a few words. Or more.

Before I ramble further, Midget the Turtle Elephant wishes me to write that she says, "Hugs, Everyone!"

I've thought about renaming my blog for quite a while. Lazily thinking, I was. Then Sports-Editor Dude Friend, sporting a broken foot, tapped his cane as he declared (not in these exact words, but close enough), "No more ladder climbing, Susie. We're too old now. No more." Dear Dude broke his foot when he fell off a ladder while trying to get into his house.  That was several months ago; he is walking fine, the last I saw.

Have I forsaken ladders? Shrug. I am the Mama's daughter after all.

So, what do you think of my new blog title: Barefoot Susie? I also considered Young Old Fart and Deadheading Daisies. FYI: I may be making more changes to the blog over the coming days. Or, not, d…

Go Without Me

Yesterday, I said I was no longer interested in going to Mars.

Not that I've been offered the opportunity.

I love the idea of traveling through space and exploring Mars.

The problem is. . .me.

Maintaining the flexibility, endurance, and stamina to deal with number one conceits is getting tougher for me. Let's face it in nearly all workplaces, there's always one. I'm beyond the point of putting up with that kind of misery, day in and day out on the job. Imagine doing that in close quarters 24 hours a day through infinity and beyond.



Just Saying

These books were new at the library last month. The one by the rich girl was prominently displayed, while Ms Arce's was shelved beneath it.   I could not resist pulling hers out and placing it next to the other with the tagline  "Rewrting the Rules for Success."

Isn't it interesting whose name was printed huuuuugely on her book?  Meow.

"That's not me mewing," says Molly the Cat.