A Couple of Things

First day, first month, new year,  2013. We're still here.

I got my favorite calendar for Christmas, the one Paul and Tasha make for me each year. This one has pictures from our Schiess family reunion of last July. Always I love what they do, usually pictures of their family. But last year's calendar anticipated the reunion, this year's shows it. You would love it, too.

Now I'm going out to buy my second favorite calendar--Marilyn Monroe. Don't give me flack about that. I  liked her. Doesn't matter what I knew about her. I liked her. And I've had a MM calendar every year for about eight years.

No. I will not buy any clocks.

I have removed the Solitaire icon from my computer. Guess why.

And, btw, I have thrown out most of the goodies and sweets left here from Christmas, including Christmas cookies and a pecan pie--after I had a slice to see if it was any good. It was, but I am resolved to cut back and cut down on that kind of stuff. You know, the annual eat-less-junk-lose-weight resolution. But I'm serious about it.

Question: Should I be hypnotized away from chocolate? Scary thought.

Next question, to show that I know not everything in this world is about me: Should Michelle Obama be hypnotized away from sleevelessness? I mean, have you ever seen her wear anything with sleeves? I remember what my mother said in her disdain for sleeveless dresses, blouses, etc. "That is not an attractive part of the arm."

Next question, back to me: How long will it take my new furnace, AC, washer, dryer--for all of which I am paying $10,574 and some cents--how long, I ask, will it take before they pay for themselves? Will I live that long? Oh well, it had to be done.

Last question, again about me: Will I get married in 2013? Just kidding. No interest in that. But there is that one old guy who keeps looking at me and, when possible, approaches and speaks to me. Well, there are two old guys. Just being friendly? Maybe. But it gives me something close to the creeps.