Monday, July 27, 2009

best laid schemes


I was up at 5:45, as per my New Improved Me plan, washed & masked my face, made tea, ate a leftover 7-Layer bar with milk, checked e-mail, updated Facebook status, and mentally prepared myself to write a pithy post before dusting off the Wii balance board & getting my pretend Yoga on.

After 47 minutes of 'mental preparation' here I am, being decidedly non-pithy and starting to stress out about lack of pith as well as the fact that I have no good outfits to combat the 100+ degree weather threatened for today AND I must be ready to walk out the door by 8am to deliver my son to his [million dollar] animation class in fashionable downtown Portland.

Here's to hoping the dashing of my early morning plans is all that goes awry today.

8 comments:

LarryG said...

as usually i struggling with the urge to say something incredibly inappropriate -
it is one thing to have a plan - quite another to implement -
and another still to be "pithy" in the process...
but here goes...
you had me at "best laid"
lol!!!

apathy lounge said...

I assume something WILL go awry and then--if it doesn't--I get to be pleasantly surprised.

Lisa said...

On Monday mornings, pith can be over-rated.

Jason said...

This site is hilarious. I have a humor blog as well. I would like us to exchange links. Let me know what you think about this.

Jason

Ami said...

I hate the heat. Hate it hate it hate it.

We're apparently sharing the same heat wave with you across the river, huh?

I ran out to the grocery store this morning at 8:30 (actually, I drove. With the AC on.) and it was already nearly 80 degrees.

I am currently sitting hard by the air conditioner in the living room.

Where I will continue to sit.

Lisa Wheeler Milton said...

We should escape in this heat. Water helps - on the body, in the body - as does air-conditioned theatres.

(Which reminds me: Did you enjoy your flick last night?)

Biscuit said...

I think any clothing you can manage to color coordinate in 100 degree heat is fabulous. Here in Texas, I can only stay outside until my skin begins to pulse. My poor children constantly smell like the beach (the slathering of sunscreen) with no water in sight. If you find your Monday morning lacking inspiration, just right about how darn hot 100 degrees really is!

Stu said...

I'm glad you came by to have lunch, however your day started.

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