Miscellaneous grumblings

It's hot.

It's hot and muggy.

I have a ton of posts I need to post, like my trip to Arizona Mother's Day weekend, but I'm hot and crabby and need to vent a little. I'm hot at night, I'm not sleeping because of the heat and BH can't stand a fan on. The air? Why yes we do have central air conditioning. It works like a dream. Downstairs. Downstairs your ice wont melt in your glass. Upstairs? Well you can probably fry an egg on the landing.

And we So Calers aren't used to all this humidity.

AHHHHH!

Oh, I forgot to tell you, Friday the 13th? We saw 'The Happening'.

I was so excited. So so so excited. I just couldn't wait to see it. Could. Not. Wait.

The Happening? Wasn't happening.

Wait for the DVD.

I mean, it was well done. Actors did a fine job and earned their money and all. But, well, it's just wasn't The Sixth Sense, which was my favorite, or Signs, my second favorite. I even liked The Village.

This one ranks with Unbreakable and the water girl, girl in the pool, whatever that one was called.

Then we went to Carino's, which did not disappoint. We each had the seafood linguine, he with linguini noodles, me, angle hair.

Yesterday I heard on the radio about fake wedding cakes. No kidding. Fake wedding cakes. One particularly clever company is called Fake the Cake. It's been a few years, like 26, since I got married and I don't recall what I paid for the cake. I do remember that they were expensive. So today, you can have this wonderfully fancy wedding cake and then serve them the Costco cake you have hidden in the back, which probably tastes a whole lot better anyway. I think it's a steller idea. I don't think I could do it. I know I'd run around telling everyone to stay away from the cake. I have to return it tomorrow.

This reminded me that I have to pick up my wedding dress. Not my wedding dress, my Mother of the Groom wedding dress. I've been calling it my wedding dress to freak out my kids. So I get it home and try it on. It fits just right. Just right. Actually it fits like second skin. I should drop a pound or two so that I can actually eat a piece of wedding cake while wearing it. I knew it fit like this but it was a large and didn't come in a larger size. I had a pair of body slimming panties at home and I'd see if that would help smooth out the bumps. I get it home and pull on the panties. They are a tad snug too. I've had them for several years and I'm certain I weighed about 10 pounds less then. The panties helped but if I want to breathe regularly I'll have to get a larger size. I checked the size and it said

'XLARGE'

Excuse me? Did you say XLARGE? Just like that in capital letters? Really?

I have a bad body image. I know this. I look in the mirror and see fat. I always have been that way. Except when I was pregnant. Then I looked in the mirror and thought I looked pretty good. I was the size of a school bus but I didn't see it. Everybody else did, including my doctor who threatened to hospitalize me if I didn't cut it out. But to me, I looked great.

But now. Anyway, I just don't get it. I'm 5'7 and weigh 140-150 pounds. On what planet is that XLARGE? (I wonder if these were made in a country where the people are the size of a 10 year old)

I need some ice cream.

Oh wait. On the news I just heard. Look at this. On the Macy's building in LA. Click here. Now that's XLARGE underwear.

Right now BH is cleaning the kitchen. Why is it that when men clean they make noises? Lot's of sighing as he wipes the counter. Lot's of comments about 1/2 empty pop cans. And when was the last time this stove top was wiped? Huh? 'Poor baby, cleaning the kitchen is so stressful for you.' I says 'Yes. Yes it is.' he says.

Thank God he doesn't do it very often.

I didn't say that out loud.

Don't tell him. He's crabby enough and I'm on my last nerve.

XLARGE underwear indeed!