Was reading a column in the paper this morning. He was talking about his super powers, with such a fun wry humor.
It got me thinking. Wondering about my Super Powers. And do I even have any?
Yes, I think I do.
I have a Super Power that makes people want to talk to me - any subject, any time, any where.
I have a Super Power that makes every calorie I eat take up residence in my heinie, my arm flaps, my quadruple chin, and my thunder thighs.
I have a Super Power that makes me absolutely invisible in certain situations. Need to figure out how to engineer the right situations for my Invisibility Super Power.
I have a Super Power that keeps my tongue from spilling all my thoughts. It takes great will power, I have numerous holes in my tongue (from biting it) and on occasion doesn't actually work. But generally, I keep my counsel.
I think I'll spend this next week discovering some of my other Super Powers. What a fun week it will be.
Food Friday
Started the day with all-you-can-eat chunky cinnamon french toast at Kneaders with a couple friends. Didn't leave the restaurant until the lunch crowd was crowding us out - that was about noon.
The Husband lunched out with friends. So didn't have to prepare that meal.
Friday night's food was a RibFest Class at our local Harmon's grocery store. Had 4 different kinds of ribs, even brought home the ones we didn't eat. Ribs accompanied with coleslaw and 3 flavors of gelato. And we were the only people in the class. It was a feast of fabulous food. And again - prepared by someone else.
Loving that I didn't have to do any of that food preparation today. Loved that we had a basically private class. Loved the tasty food.
Read this earlier: "A pure heart is the greatest weapon." I'm thinking perhaps I don't fully agree that it is the greatest weapon. But a powerful one for certain.
The Husband lunched out with friends. So didn't have to prepare that meal.
Friday night's food was a RibFest Class at our local Harmon's grocery store. Had 4 different kinds of ribs, even brought home the ones we didn't eat. Ribs accompanied with coleslaw and 3 flavors of gelato. And we were the only people in the class. It was a feast of fabulous food. And again - prepared by someone else.
Loving that I didn't have to do any of that food preparation today. Loved that we had a basically private class. Loved the tasty food.
Read this earlier: "A pure heart is the greatest weapon." I'm thinking perhaps I don't fully agree that it is the greatest weapon. But a powerful one for certain.
Thursday Might Not Be My Favorite Day
If I have to do a funeral.
If I have to take out beaucoup garbage to the faraway dumpster.
If I have to put away 10,000,000 chairs in the cultural hall.
If I have to wash and dry 14 mondo tablecloths (5 loads in the washing machine).
But I might enjoy it as my favorite day again if:
The Husband very kindly comes to help with the chairs.
The Husband offers to take me for a post-funeral pick-me-up Jamba Juice.
The Husband is happy with scrambled eggs, bacon and toast for dinner. (I much prefer breakfast for dinner anyway.)
The Husband doesn't mind my endless-mindless-babble (because I've been out and about with people all day.)
And I got to practice my Princess Walk carrying the tall tall vase full of tall tall flowers and lots of water so as to make sure I spilled nary a drop.
If I have to take out beaucoup garbage to the faraway dumpster.
If I have to put away 10,000,000 chairs in the cultural hall.
If I have to wash and dry 14 mondo tablecloths (5 loads in the washing machine).
But I might enjoy it as my favorite day again if:
The Husband very kindly comes to help with the chairs.
The Husband offers to take me for a post-funeral pick-me-up Jamba Juice.
The Husband is happy with scrambled eggs, bacon and toast for dinner. (I much prefer breakfast for dinner anyway.)
The Husband doesn't mind my endless-mindless-babble (because I've been out and about with people all day.)
And I got to practice my Princess Walk carrying the tall tall vase full of tall tall flowers and lots of water so as to make sure I spilled nary a drop.
Buses and Book Group
Went to Book Group tonight for the first time in awhile. Makes me wish I were more articulate, educated and bright. Still, though, I wasn't short of things to say. Should learn to think them instead of speak them.
Had someone throw herself under the bus for me today. Feeling a bit sad about that. But now we have a pact and she won't do that again - at least in this particular arena. At the same time, though, I felt quite honored to be the recipient of someone's care.
And did I mention that I drove to Book Group? Yep - exactly 5 houses down the street. Could have walked it nearly as fast as I drove. But it was dark out when I left and I'm a'skeered of the dark. So I drove. And if it's dark next time - I'll drive then, too.
Had someone throw herself under the bus for me today. Feeling a bit sad about that. But now we have a pact and she won't do that again - at least in this particular arena. At the same time, though, I felt quite honored to be the recipient of someone's care.
And did I mention that I drove to Book Group? Yep - exactly 5 houses down the street. Could have walked it nearly as fast as I drove. But it was dark out when I left and I'm a'skeered of the dark. So I drove. And if it's dark next time - I'll drive then, too.
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