Ungions

Did you ever go through life mispronouncing some words, totally oblivious to their correct pronunciation until somebody corrects you, then you feel like a true idiot? A classic example is the nuclear/nucular screwup.
Well, I found out last week that when speaking of an onion, I pronounce it "ungion". Huh? I do not! Yes you do, there's no "ung" like "hung". So, I've been trying to retrain myself to say onion properly, and it's really hard.
Now, if I could just stop saying "expresso".

On the Go

It's busy here in the Summertime. There's always so much going on, places to go, people to see. Work slacks off (however unaffordable), nights are longer, alcohol consumption rises, fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high. Blogging and any keyboard activity, (along with my attention span) however declines, in my case anyway, and my measly posts have become even more sporadic. But, I had to break from my busy schedule and share with you a recent purchase that every on-the-go person will find useful.

Another Holiday, working by accident

It's Friday, July 3rd, and I'm at work. Last night I found out that today is the unofficial, everybody's closed holiday before the actual holiday. It never occurred to me to close up Friday because Saturday is Independence Day. If July 4th falls on a Wednesday or Thursday, everyone just takes the one day off. A lot of folks may use vacation time around the holiday, but it's not general protocol to take two official days off. I'm sure this clueless move on my part is due to my being self employed, I don't have disgruntled coworkers to feel cheated about losing a holiday because it falls on a Saturday. And who decided we should make Friday the extended holiday? I thought that the default day was Monday's privilage when a holiday falls on a weekend. What are we gonna do next year when Indy Day falls on Sunday? So, I woke up this morning and sure enough, all my neighbors were home. All week I had clients say they would see me on Friday, I said okay, so I'm here. Duh.

No latex

Whenever I feel like touchin' stuff, I get out my special gloves just made for touchin' stuff.
OK, I've got a confession, I put the 'S' on the box with a marker. Really had you goin' there for a minute, didn't I? I know, sorry, it's lame, but c'mon, it's Sunday night, it's late and we can't all be witty all the time.

Fun with scissors

Did you ever do this? When we were prurient pubescents, (as opposed to the now immature adults), we would cut and paste the Land O Lakes indian princess from this...



To this....



Now, what made me think of that?

Memorial Day Past

See? Doesn't that look homey? The couple camping next to me seemed to have nothing but a tent barely large enough for two and a pot. They seemed content though.

Holiday!

In past years, I've usually opted to stay close to home over Memorial Day. But during the depths of a crappy February, desperate for any glimmer of warmer weather, I made reservations for the first camping trip of the summer. So, heading out early to join the masses, I'll leave you with one of the more moving and poignant scenes from modern cinema.