Sunday Snippets

This is the necklace The Fiance picked, Big Daddy bought this one in China at a jewelry shop in Shanghai run by Australian, he made his own jewelry and this one is a copy of a Cartier piece.

How to make friends, when I said my dress looked like it would be too long Big Daddy told me not to worry "it would spread out and look shorter on". It fits so now we must find the accessories and underwear. Sheesh I am not enjoying this.

Big Daddy made Sammy Dog's appointment at the Heartbreak Hotel and he can take his prison bed with him. And the prices are the same as before.

Punkin Head is in a mad search for his birth certificate. I guess Vermont is a no waiting state but he has to prove he was born. He told me in his research of all things "getting married" he discovered there are two states that allow secret marriages, Michigan and California. We can't figure why anyone in Michigan would need one.

Work is fine and yes I am getting a few laughs. I tried to call one of the quality contacts and learned that I had called his outdoor phone. When the launch team got sent here they gave them all phones. The phones do not work in the plant so they gave them an additional phone for indoor use. Indoor and outdoor phones. And they wonder why we still begrudge them the tax dollars.

I tried to get some document taken care of and found we could not because we had not Looked Hard and Fast. After I confirmed this was actually something real I reported back to my boss, who thought I was pulling a fast one.

I visited one of the companies we are second tier to and was informed no one stops at the stop signs and traffic lights. No wonder, this is one of the worst areas I have ever been to and I have been to some hell holes. I am savvy to the rolling stops but this place is at the end of a neighborhood street where everyone sits on the stoop or the balcony and the burned out houses abound. Need a baseball cap in the car for this one, no need to flash the blond hair.

My trip is postponed until Tuesday so I might not have any more exciting news for a few days.

Big Daddy says I am in a FUNK

Also that I have neglected my funny of the day. Punkin Head kinda said the same thing. Apparently they see no humor in my quest to fund port-a-pottys in tent city with Nancy Pelosi's pearls.

Well I did leave the house yesterday to get my hair done. Gotta keep up the roots. Saw a Grosse Pointe matron with fuchsia hair. My hair lady said she did it herself to save money, "and at her age you cannot afford not to have professional tinting". Why not just go brown? Every fashion magazine has ads for natural looking hair color you can buy at the discount store. I on the other hand am blond and there is nothing worse than bottle blond-even fuchsia. Fuchsia means you know it is not natural and natural was never a goal.

Saw the toe lady, she misses me. We have a plan to turn Grosse Pointe into the French Quarter of Michigan. It involves alcohol and maybe a Madam. The crumbling architecture, eccentrics, and too many lawyers are already here.

I hope you remember my neighbors, I have an update on the cookie lady. She of the two mud holes in her way past tacky front yard. She now has 5 tomato cages in one of the mud puddles. She also planted potatoes and corn in that "next to the sidewalk" plot. WTF. If you want to be a farmer why do you buy property with no yard but a patch in front. And I can't wait until the SPAWN OF THE DEVIL gang finds those tomatoes on a hot and muggy summer night. Thank goodness my car is red.

Speaking of red,also white and blue I have to get Big Daddy on the flag patrol. Tomorrow is Memorial Day and as we can only hang our flag when we can watch it (the spawn again) it is time to shake it out and hang it on porch. Jets from Selfridge will fly over my house and I can see them from the front porch. Thrilling sight and god bless our military men and women, they do a job I cannot. Thank you.