Two Thumbs Up

My new step-granddaughter Emily and I have spent a lot of time together these past few days. She likes to watch movies. From Friday to Sunday we have seen Peter Pan, The Little Mermaid, The Wizard of Oz, Finding Nemo and Beauty and the Beast.

For future reference, should you decide to view these movies, here is the scare-factor analysis according to one knowledgeable seven year old.

Peter Pan: The ticking alligator is very scary.

The Little Mermaid: all clear – nothing too scary

The Wizard of Oz: Wicked witch, very scary. Flying monkeys, slightly scary. All together too much singing in general and Emily wishes they’d stop. The black and white part is no good either.

(Note: when Dorothy has visited Professor Marvel and realizes a storm is brewing, she says something like "Toto! We must get home!" Under her breath, Emily mutters very ominously "Oh, I don't think you're going home." Jeano rates this slightly scary.)

Finding Nemo – see The Little Mermaid above.

Beauty and the Beast: Wolves in the forest, very scary. Beast when he’s being mean, very scary. Patience to correct Jeano every time she pronounces it Booty and the Beast, apparently infinite.

Holiday Weekend Lament

Is anything shorter than a 3 day weekend
or longer than the first day back?
It's a good thing my job doesn't dee-pend
on my mind always staying on track.

I try writing copy for fashions and new looks,
I try well to manage my time,
but I wind up on G-mail and Facebook,
writing emails and making up rhymes.

Spyder Woman

Are you sick of reading about my car?

Sorry, but as someone who's always driven Accords and Corollas in the past, driving a car that garners attention is a fun, new experience for me.

So - I'm driving home from work on a beautiful evening, top down on my shiny silver Spyder, stopped at a traffic light.

I glance at the car next two me. Two men - the driver, who looked old but in reality was probably my age and the passenger, possibly his son - are openly staring.

Not at me.

When the passenger notices me noticing him, he smiles kind of apologetically and says "nice car."

"Thanks," I replied. "It's great on a day like this."

Then the driver says "Car like that is great on any day."

Boom boom.