Musings for today, November 14th:

1) Do you ever wish for clothes you owned ten years ago? Or, more importantly, that they still fit? I once owned these two great sweaters from B. Moss. They were a loose necked turtleneck type, with this great cable knit weave. Unfortunately, they had wool in them, which, over time, shrunk until they became crop-top sweaters. Hmm.

2) Can you imagine being the guy who discovered the hammerhead shark? Wouldn’t that be freaky?

3) If I was as big as a castle, my digestive system could handle it, and money was no option, I would have the following for lunch from Holston’s: fried pickles, fried green tomatoes, whiskey glazed BBQ burger, Philly cheese steak, smoked turkey club, ribs, cedar planked salmon, deep fried Mississippi catfish, garden salad, and finish with the Mudd cake.

4) sometimes it takes every ounce of my energy not to tell people pets aren’t free. If you can’t afford for your horse to see a veterinarian for a serious eye issue or whatever, then why do you own one (or, in this case, four)? Same for flea control for your dog. It’s cheaper to control fleas than to get rid of them. I mean, crapfire. You owe it to your animals to provide them with a standard of care. You don’t have to give them the very best food & toys, but you do need to give them the basics. And if you smell like you smoke two packs a day & then tell me you can’t afford this, that, & the other, I will judge you pretty harshly. Sorry, not sorry.

What number am I on? Whatever, I had a cappuccino this morning & I’m all jacked up.

As we get older, we require more maintenance. Especially as a woman. In addition to regular dental visits & doctor checkups, you have to get your hair dyed (or at least cut), better skin care products, makeup with better coverage (read:astronomically expensive), nails & pedicures every few weeks, and, what I’m discovering is most important, massages or chiropractic work. After my most unfortunate incident a month ago, I haven’t been able to move my left leg as easily as I would like. Yesterday, that all changed. Jessi is a HEALER! A HEALER, I SAY. Go to Belleza. Tell her what ails you. Prepare to be amazed.