{"id":17,"date":"2004-08-14T01:32:00","date_gmt":"2004-08-14T06:32:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lawrencem94.sg-host.com\/?p=17"},"modified":"2004-08-14T01:32:00","modified_gmt":"2004-08-14T06:32:00","slug":"oh-martha-fridays-are-a-good-thing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/?p=17","title":{"rendered":"OH Martha, Fridays are a Good Thing."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\">I ended my week informing James that everyone is out to get me, him included. The first half of the week was him gittin&#8217; me, then people at work lined up. Conspiracies abound. I know that muther F&#8217;er in that white van that nearly ran over Kristin was really coming for me. All signs point to a need for serious hibernation from society, living in a yurt, and taking baths in hot springs with mud.<\/span><br \/>\n<br \/><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\">Oh, wait, I can&#8217;t, we have James&#8217; family reunion tomorrow! <strong><em>Yippee!<\/em><\/strong> (these things are always hard, I never remember anyone, because we only go every other year it seems, and I don&#8217;t have any history with them.) I am taking the remaining pickles I made (thanks Martha, the zucchini pickles were a HIT.) Then it&#8217;s celebrate James&#8217; birthday on sunday, complete with a trip to the dog track (that&#8217;s new to me), PF Chang&#8217;s (ok, I&#8217;ll stay in society through Sunday) and cake &#038; ice cream &amp; Six Feet Under. Somewhere in there I have to finish furry mittens for felting (if only my name were Fiona!) , do a TON of work I brought home (oh lord, I just can&#8217;t wait! death, take me now! wait! lettuce wraps &#038; Costco cake await! I&#8217;ll do the work), and then the 800 other home things I never do: laundry, vacuuming, gardening, petkeeping (martha! send that dude over to wash my beasts), and have I mentioned the entire storage unit we&#8217;ve unloaded in the garage that IS ALL MINE? That remains to be sorted through, and where is that Mary Poppins wench when you need her? Spoonful of sugar won&#8217;t make this chore list go down, more like half a bottle of Bombay Sapphire. <\/span><br \/>\n<br \/><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\">The good news is, the mitten&#8217;s going FAST. <\/span><br \/>\n<br \/><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\">The bad news is, the Chiefs defense SUCK&#8217;T in their pre-season game. They must have many conspiracy people working against them.<\/span> Too.<br \/>\n<br \/><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\">The good news is, my Auntie Karen did not get hit by the hurricane &amp; they are safe.<\/span><br \/>\n<br \/><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\">There are many good things, I know this. I just get tired, and this was a week of Extraordinary Picking Upon My Nerves Like a Banjo, and I do not need another cross-eyed inbred young man on a bridge plucking out the rythym of my life next week. <\/span><br \/>\n<br \/><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\">We watched part one of Kill Bill tonight, and only Uma can make a canary-yellow track suit look good. I think if I got me some Okinawa steel, people at work might quit messin&#8217; with me. Maybe they&#8217;d start calling me &#8220;The Czarina&#8221; (like &#8220;The Bride&#8221;), too, and then maybe I&#8217;d grow to be 6&#8242; tall and have willowy limbs &amp; really long toes, just like Uma. But then I&#8217;d have to deal with Quentin&#8217;s obsession, and as much as I love his movies, I do not need someone like that obsessed with me on top of everything else. Plus I&#8217;d probably be too tall to comfortably drive the Civic.<\/span><br \/>\n<br \/><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\"><span style=\"color:#ff0000;\">Hey, it&#8217;s Friday the 13th. No wonder this week blew.<\/span> <\/span><br \/>\n<br \/><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\"><\/span><br \/>\n<br \/><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\">Can I just say the DQ commercials are flippin&#8217; hilarious? It only took ten+ years since I worked on that damn account, and they didn&#8217;t even have to use a monkey.<\/span><br \/>\n<br \/><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\"><\/span><br \/>\n<br \/><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\"><\/span><br \/>\n<br \/><em><span style=\"font-family:georgia;\">Julia Child, we will miss you. What a life lived, though. Bravo.<\/span><\/em><br \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I ended my week informing James that everyone is out to get me, him included. The first half of the week was him gittin&#8217; me, then people at work lined up. Conspiracies abound. I know that muther F&#8217;er in that white van that nearly ran over Kristin was really coming for me. 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