Queen Mediocretia of Suburbia

Putting the TMI in absentminded

Month: September 2009

  • Intermittently Dead

    Emailed “sick sick oh so sick too sick to punctuate” to work. Also called in “what’s the protocol for being sick?” to the clinical trial nurse, with whom I was to have a three-month test today. This was my day: Sleep three hours.Wake up.Decide I’m fine.Lung-wrenching cough with simultaneous wetting.Chug Nyquil.Repeat. I wound up terrifically…

  • I’m Really Happy I’m Having a Cognitive Test Tomorrow

    This morning I dropped off a babka at Friend #4’s house. Friend 4 is named Caroline (but pronounced Carolyn, which messed me up for a while.) I rang the bell because there was a car in the driveway. “Her husband’s name is Brennan, not Brendan,” I chanted. “Brennan. Brennan.” “Hi, Brennan!” I said when he…

  • Edible babka

  • Steve: Hairstylist / Musician

    Lions of Hazelwood were terrific. Gary said it was like being at Woodstock. Here’s a future famous musician. In the future I will dine on the fact he was once my hairstylist. Photo by Friend 2.

  • Long island iced tea number three

    Hi -out with Marcia and Gary watching the band of Steve the hairstylist. Or will be – they aren’t on yet. At Ciceros. I always think it’s Cyranos. Anyway. Ciceros has earplugs two for a dollar. We all have them because the venue is the size of my old bedroom and I’m about ready to…

  • Look what’s at the grocery.

    No chocolate. They say they have to order it from New York.

  • Buh-bye, babka

    Last Saturday I fell asleep in the nest and woke up dreaming of chocolate babka. I assumed I must have fallen asleep during that episode of Seinfeld, but the tivO denied that it had switched to that station. I can only guess NPR or CNN brought up babkas. “I could make a babka,” I thought,…

  • Health Care Speech

    Wednesday evening. Nancy Pelosi calls Hillary Clinton. “What are you wearing?” “My red suit.” “Oh … I wanted to wear my red suit.” “Well, you know Janet Napolitano always wears her red suit when I wear my red suit.” “Why don’t we all wear our red suits? You know, you and me and the cabinet?”…

  • Don’ Wanna Hoard No More, Lord Lord.

    I treated myself to a three-hour superiority feast this evening. A&Es Hoarders, followed by an hour of Hoarders. Topped off by a little treat. Hoarders. I am not a hoarder. I just cleaned out the refrigerator at Mom’s, for example. I know, she’s been dead for a year and a half now. Shut up! A…

  • The Three Measly Things That Happened Today

    In chronological order: Dog or Gary Argues With the Internet If you had been an insect in our house you would have heard this coming from Gary’s computer room: “LIES! Liars … nine to eleven pounds my ASS. .. Feisty. Needs to know who’s boss. Well, that’s right. DAMN! Nine to eleven pounds again. These…