Tuesday, February 24, 2015
I woke up in a total panic this morning at 6:30. For some reason, the skies looked so bright, and I had been sleeping in total konkland... I thought 6:30 was much, much later than it is. I do a little snooze thing with my son because I can. I'm retired. I love the snooze alarm myself, so I just accompany my own pattern of snooze alarm with a little phone call up to his quadrant of the world to help him get up. Well, today, I was practically crawling through the phone. He casually suggested he was going back to bed! He gets up FOR REAL at 7:10... I somehow got it all confused. I finally saw the "light" and realized I had just momentarily lost my bearings. "Well, what's wrong with me?" I asked him. His remark was classic. "Dunno, Mom." haha.. No, that child has no idea what's wrong with his mother... just that something is... and always has been, I'm afraid.
Today is sunshiney and warmer, but winter hasn't decided to leave us alone. My little Mama has a painful case of sciatica that foretells snow, for sure. Plus the Weather Channel hints at snowy conditions for at least one week or more. I understand we're switching to Daylight Savings time in a little over a week. Not my favorite season. I prefer God's Time, as my ancestors called it. I just do. I could be Amish? Naw... I love my conveniences, warmth, and computer too much to be a happy Amish. Plus I'm too sedentary.
Well, lucky me. My son is coming for supper tonight, so it's time I figured out the menu, set the table, and got a little bit of it ready.
I didn't watch the Oscars, but I did catch some of the more mentioned clips on You Tube. I loved Lady Gaga's rendition of The Sount of Music. I thought Joan Rivers should have been in the Memoriam. I thought the Memoriam was totally frustrating. By the time I could see the picture of the beloved, zip... on to the next. I think the actors should shut up about political/social agendas. Who really wants to hear those? The gift baskets? I'd rather not know how much they are worth because in all honesty, that kind of makes me ticked. And... I think it's way more fun if more of us in the public have seen the movies they are talking about and voting on. I felt sorry for the widow of The American Sniper, who had to jet back to the trial about her murdered husband in the next flight... and it didn't even win. I think Glen Campbell's song is too darn sad. Just too darn sad to win or be listened to, although Tim McGraw did a great job. Oprah doesn't act at all like she did all the years she needed my attention to keep her sponsors happy. I didn't like that one lady's boobs hanging out either, Mom. And... I don't know why Lady Gaga would have chosen those red, welders gloves... and finally, I hate to admit it, but my beloved Faith Hill didn't look as pretty as usual.
There. Enough of my personal rant. Hope I didn't offend anyone. I'm not meaning to, but today is just one of those days when I woke up knowing what I liked and didn't like... just not what time it truly was. Ha ha..