Temperature: a rainy 17/62.5 degrees after a really warm start to autumn.
Eating: lentil Bolognese once it’s simmered to perfection.
Drinking: the cooking wine. For quality control purposes. Obviously.
Listening: to Sergio Mendes. Astro, lenda, ícone.
Watching: Lee the first chance I get.
Reading: Richard Osman’s We Solve Murders.
Writing: the lot of you to tell you to stop vilifying Friday the 13th or else I’m sending both Frigg and Freya after you.
Thinking: but isn’t Friday the 13th an unlucky day? Not in this household, it’s not.
Feeling: like dancing now that the weekend is almost here? Why not? Dancing utilizes all planes of motion (forward, backward, side-to-side, rotation) plus up and down if you’re feeling bouncy, and builds agility, mobility, body awareness, balance, coordination, endurance and strength. That’s not why I’m always going on about it, all of that is just a bonus! Dancing is whole body fun to the music of your choice. [And you don’t need full mobility to dance. You don’t even need legs. Remember that Paralympian I mentioned? We danced at their wedding with only two fully functioning legs between us. "Now I've had the time of my life..."]
Dita Parker
Showing posts with label don’t be silly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label don’t be silly. Show all posts
Friday, September 13, 2024
Friday the luckyteenth
Friday, January 13, 2012
Risky Friday
[With regards and apologies from the proprietor, a topical rerun.]
Run! Run for your lives, it's Friday 13th!! Just make sure you don't step on any cracks or run under a ladder, especially if there's a black cat in the vicinity, or pass anyone running for dear life, at least not on the stairs, on your way to the safe haven that is your home, where most accidents happen, by the way, making sure you leave your umbrella outside to dry, or, come to think of it, don't touch it all day, a change into dry clothing will have to do, kick off your shoes taking care they don't land on your bed or the table or anywhere else for that matter, so why not leave them outside with that cursed, cursed! umbrella, feed the parakeet or better yet throw it out just to be on the safe side, I mean, birds in the house and all that, you're really asking for it, aren't you, settle for a nice quiet evening at home, maybe invite some friends over as long as it's not a party of thirteen, and don't bother changing your bed, stupendously stupid idea, and do not even dream of going away to get away, not gonna work, I tells ya, steer clear of mirrors and salt shakers but keep one handy anyway, and you'll be all set.
And secondly, as Fidel Castro used to say two hours into a speech, carefree Friday, sweetie darlings!
Run! Run for your lives, it's Friday 13th!! Just make sure you don't step on any cracks or run under a ladder, especially if there's a black cat in the vicinity, or pass anyone running for dear life, at least not on the stairs, on your way to the safe haven that is your home, where most accidents happen, by the way, making sure you leave your umbrella outside to dry, or, come to think of it, don't touch it all day, a change into dry clothing will have to do, kick off your shoes taking care they don't land on your bed or the table or anywhere else for that matter, so why not leave them outside with that cursed, cursed! umbrella, feed the parakeet or better yet throw it out just to be on the safe side, I mean, birds in the house and all that, you're really asking for it, aren't you, settle for a nice quiet evening at home, maybe invite some friends over as long as it's not a party of thirteen, and don't bother changing your bed, stupendously stupid idea, and do not even dream of going away to get away, not gonna work, I tells ya, steer clear of mirrors and salt shakers but keep one handy anyway, and you'll be all set.
And secondly, as Fidel Castro used to say two hours into a speech, carefree Friday, sweetie darlings!
Monday, September 5, 2011
Labor of love
Happy Monday, sweetie darlings, and Happy Labor Day, if applicable! How's that homework coming along, hmm? Excellent. Stickers all-around, dearest denizens, keep up the good work!
See you again on Friday, if not before. Until then, here's someone whose voice I really miss, and who would have turned sixty-five today. With love, from one robust rump to another, ladies and gentlemen, rock and roll:
See you again on Friday, if not before. Until then, here's someone whose voice I really miss, and who would have turned sixty-five today. With love, from one robust rump to another, ladies and gentlemen, rock and roll:
Friday, August 13, 2010
Counting crows
Run! Run for your lives, it's Friday 13th!! Just make sure you don't step on any cracks or run under a ladder, especially if there's a black cat in the vicinity, or pass anyone running for dear life, at least not on the stairs, on your way to the safe haven that is your home, where most accidents happen, by the way, making sure you leave your umbrella outside to dry, or, come to think of it, don't touch it all day, a change into dry clothing will have to do, kick off your shoes taking care they don't land on your bed or the table or anywhere else for that matter, so why not leave them outside with that cursed, cursed! umbrella, feed the parakeet or better yet throw it out just to be on the safe side, I mean, birds in the house and all that, you're really asking for it, aren't you, settle for a nice quiet evening at home, maybe invite some friends over as long as it's not a party of thirteen, and don't bother changing your bed, stupendously stupid idea, and do not even dream of going away to get away, not gonna work, I tells ya, steer clear of mirrors and salt shakers but keep one handy anyway, and you'll be all set.
And secondly, as Fidel Castro used to say two hours into a speech, carefree Friday, sweetie daaarlings!
And thirdly, Dita hollers one foot out the door, will be right back, enjoy your weekend say listening to the Kama Sutra, just you, your mate and your Johnson (or, The Most Homoerotic Vintage Ads of All Time).
And secondly, as Fidel Castro used to say two hours into a speech, carefree Friday, sweetie daaarlings!
And thirdly, Dita hollers one foot out the door, will be right back, enjoy your weekend say listening to the Kama Sutra, just you, your mate and your Johnson (or, The Most Homoerotic Vintage Ads of All Time).
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