Monday Ramblings...

I didn't ramble last week, so thought I would ramble this week.

(Aren't YOU happy about THAT on a dreary Monday).

It is 60 degrees in the ATL, and the air is all heavy and soupy. Let's just say, I hurried up and got my butt to work this morning before a tornado had the chance to drop out of the sky and swoop me off to the Land of Oz.

This is the "gettin' sick" type weather, cold one day, hot the next. I can't stand it.

News of the weekend. Somebody tried to bust President Bush upside the head.



I heard on one of the newscast that dude is locked up and they are pleading for his life to be spared.

DANG.

I think they were exaggerating about that, because I haven't heard anybody else say that...

But imagine throwing some shoes at someone, and then having to hear about someone trying to get your life spared.

I bet dudes eyes got WIDE... I woulda been like "Yo, ya'll hold up, ain't like I was trying to shoot the President. Hold up, I was just playing!!"

LOL!!

They better make sure dude is not Al-Que.da. His Mama, his Daddy, his 2nd, 3rd and
4th cousins better not be Al-Que.da, or he's gonna be living the hard knock life!

My Weekend. Uneventful. The way I like it.

Terry called from his very Cheap Seats on Friday evening....

I was so tired after working like a Hebrew Slave all day... All I remember is

"LadyLee! Blah, Blah... Blah, Blah, Blah, BLAAAAAH!!!"

So Terry, call me back with the dates you will be in town. Or shoot me an email so I can write it down!

I usually go to church on Friday nights. I am strange... don't care to go on Sunday.

But I didn't this Friday night. I was BONE tired. I went and picked up some sushi, went home and went to bed.

On Saturday morning, I woke up around 5 a.m. This is the usual for me, because I am so happy I don't have to go to work, that I get up all early. (Yeah, that's stupid, but you know...)

So I get up to crochet. I have to finish The LBeezy's blanket this week, and I only need a good 10 hours to finish.

Someone starts ringing my doorbell at 8:15 a.m.

*crickets*

That's right: 8:15 a.m.

Of course I don't answer it. Whatever. Usually, whoever it is goes away.

But they kept leaning on the doorbell, for a good five minutes.

I decided to get up and answer it, with the intent of snapping HARD on whoever had the NERVE to be begging THAT early on a Saturday morning.

I swung the door open. It was one of the locals, Mr. Thomas, who takes care of my yard. I've told him time and time again that we don't answer the door, and he better catch us when we are outside. He usually takes a chance and rings it one good time, and then he comes back a few hours later.

But this time was different.

"What the heck you ringing my doorbell this early for, Man?" I yelled.

He held out his hand.

He had my raggedy cellphone, which I hadn't seen since Thursday.

"Your phone, it was in your front yard, girl," he said.

I felt BAD for yelling at him. REALLY bad.

"Thank you," was all I could say. I took it from him.

"You got something to eat?" he asked.

"Come back in an hour," I replied.

I fixed him some pancakes and sausage, and sent him on his way.

That's the least I could do for him returning my cellphone. He could've went and sold it or something.

That was the most interesting thing that happened this weekend.

I wanted to go to a basketball game on Saturday, but fell asleep (which is the usual case when I wake up so doggone early on Saturdays), and couldn't find my eyeglasses for a WHOLE hour. That was a BAD feeling. I almost panicked. By the time I found them, it was too late to head out. So I hung out around the house, did some chores, did some reading, and A LOT of crocheting.

That was the extent of my weekend. Hope you had a good one, or at least one that was more exciting than mine.

We're toning down the smurfiness at the House of LadyLee this week... 'Tis time for a bit of reflection and soul-searchin... Ladylee has a more serious side, you know.

With that said, a list of upcoming posts -

(And That Oldgirl Serenity30 is going to be REAL happy about this... she hates my smurfiness!)

1. The answer to my "Who are you?" question. (See last weeks list of questions). Serenity30 and That Southern Black Gal answered it, so I might as well MAN UP and stop being a PUNK and answer it too.

I'm not being a punk, I was just trying to FINISH answering the dang question. It was 12 pages long in my personal journal, but I will only post the first 3/4ths of page one. (12 pages is TOO longwinded, even for me, Man!)

2. In my journal writing group, we had to write a letter to ourselves back in January. We were to detail our goals for 2008, how we would reach them, and what we would absolutely NOT tolerate in 2008.

I found it... interesting.

I will post that letter.

3. I received the best holiday gift I've received as an adult, something that I would go so far as to say will help me have a better appreciation of the holiday season (which I've been known to dislike).

And it was HIGHLY intangible and unexpected at that...

Hmmm...

Stay tuned.