Author: sandcastle

If you’ve been reading my blog for any length of time you know I often have some zany thoughts when I’m about to wake up.

This morning I was playing solitaire in my sleep.

Um, maybe I should play less of it when I am awake?

TTYL,

Linda

Another one of those odd phrases came to me when I was not quite awake.

“I used to have a college diploma.”

Used to have?

Either you do or you don’t.

Unless you are in a witness protection program.

Then you wouldn’t tell.

Would you?

TTYL,

Linda

I just read something that started me thinking about needs.

“What did pioneer women pack in their covered wagons?”

Why would I need more than that?

My understanding is all their meals were cooked using one cast iron skillet and one Dutch oven. How many pots and pans do I really need?

I pretty much only use one chef’s knife and one serrated steak knife. Why do I have all those others in my knife block? OK, a second steak knife for Dave to use seems reasonable but six of them? We don’t have company for meals in our apartment. And why do we have a potato peeler even though we no longer cook?

How about coats? I have a rain-resistant windbreaker and a polar fleece jacket. Wearing those alone or combined depending on the weather is enough, isn’t it? At least, if I add my scarf, hat and insulated gloves. So, what’s with the extra coat? Surely it could be keeping someone else warm this winter.

I think most pioneer women had one pair of shoes and one pair of boots. I wear my Crocs with wool socks exclusively. Why do I have other footwear in my closet since I never wear them?

I did get rid of all my books when I got an e-reader so I am ahead of that one.

I need to think more about this.

TTYL,

Linda

The Ununited States of America

Did you read that correctly?

Not united but ununited.

I saw that on a video by an American who has been living abroad then returned for a visit here.

How many years has it been since we were the “United” States of America?

What will we do about that?

Anything?

TTYL,

Linda

ps. Now I’m wondering if we were ever truly united. Maybe not as divisive but united?

I just read this and it made me laugh so hard I cried.

A Michigan woman and her family were vacationing in a small New England town where Paul Newman and his family often visited.

One Sunday morning, the woman got up early to take a long walk. After a brisk five-mile hike, she decided to treat herself to a double-dip chocolate ice cream cone.

She hopped in the car, drove to the center of the village and went straight to the combination bakery/ice cream parlor. There was only one other patron in the store: Paul Newman, sitting at the counter having a doughnut and coffee.

The woman’s heart skipped a beat as her eyes made contact with those famous baby-blue eyes. The actor nodded graciously and the star struck woman smiled demurely. 

Pull yourself together! She chides herself. You’re a happily married woman with three children, you’re forty-five years old, not a teenager!

The clerk filled her order and she took the double-dip chocolate ice cream cone in one hand and her change in the other. Then she went out the door, avoiding even a glance in Paul Newman’s direction.

When she reached her car, she realized that she had a handful of change but her other hand was empty. Where’s my ice cream cone? Did I leave it in the store? Back into the shop she went, expecting to see the cone still in the clerk’s hand or in a holder on the counter or something! No ice cream cone was in sight.

With that, she happened to look over at Paul Newman. His face broke into his familiar, warm, friendly grin and he said to the woman, “You put it in your purse.”

TTYL,

Linda