Hello everyone.  I am so sorry for not being in touch lately but I promise I have a few good reasons (excuses).  Life has been having a few laughs at my expense!  For one thing, I think God likes slapstick humor because I'm pretty sure I hear a chuckle everytime my face hits the sidewalk.
(Yep, I fell again.  Messed up my ankle again.)

Here I am staring at the computer screen trying to come up with material for a meme I was tagged for by Peter, from St Vincent's Hospital Male Nurses, a very interesting and creative perspective on his life and life as a male in nursing in Australia.

Memes are new to me, maybe I have been living under a rock, I don't know.  But for those of you who have been under your own rocks a meme is like a chain letter game, like to emails you get that says "send to 7 other friends..."

First I have to come up with 7 things about me that you might not know, and then I tag 7 friends to do the same (hmmm...I've been so out of touch lately I wonder if I have 7 friends left?) 

Sounds like fun so here goes:

1. I'm a bum.  Huh? Yep. I have a style and fashion website and I live in jeans and t shirts.  In the winter, I love sweatshirts. Not just any sweatshirt. I like the ones with the neck stretched out and sleeves so long they hit my fingertips. I call it built-in gloves.  Oh, and let's not forget the ever present ponytail.  It's not that I don't love stylish clothes, it's just more of a spectator sport. 

2. I make fantastic oatmeal.  It's creamy, lump-free, with a dash of cinamon and a sprinkle of crunchy,melting sugar but I have never, ever tasted oatmeal, mine or anyone elses.  I just can't put the spoon in my mouth.  Things that make you say Ewwww, something about the texture.  I think it has to do with my parents trying to force feed me when I was a kid.  Me Mudda couldn't cook!  She's a lot better at it now.  God bless Sesame Street for teaching me how to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  (Of course the fact that I was 12 or 13 and still watching Sesame Street is a whole other story.)

3.  I'm proud to be an Air Force Brat.  I was born and lived on a US AFB before my family moved to New York.  I love the military, the uniforms, the weapons, the vehicles.  I hope they are as cool and bad-ass and as well trained as we see in the movies. But... I hate war.  It should be banned.  The heads of state that are disagreeing should have a celebrity wrestling match and whoever wins, wins.  (Unless we lose, then you call in the military, heehee). 

Can you see George Jr. in red, white & blue boxing trunks and cowboy boots trying to fight Crazy-Eyes from Iran?  "Look paw, it's like wrasslin' me a calf.  Dick, stop countin' your off shore account money and help me hogtie this cowpoke!"  I hope all our military people come home safe and sound. 

Hey Peter, guess what:

4.  I've been a nurse for 22 years and I've never given an enema.  Somehow I always had the luxury of working with an aide that just didn't seem to mind doing it or the patient was mobile and alert enough to do it themselves and once or twice, I was able to convince the physician to write the order right after my shift ended.  Whew!

5.  I love Don Rickles.  I think he may be my first exposure to comedy as a child, (or the first one I found funny).  I thought the way he used to make fun of Merv Griffins' suits was hysterical.  I just love his sarcastic wit.  I saw him recently on Larry King and he was still a crack up.

6.  I have a recurring spider dream.  My earliest memory in life is waking up in my crib scared that a spider on the wall was coming towards me.  It's always on the wall slowing crawling down.  No, I don't have a phobia about spiders any more that any other insect slowly creeping towards me to suck my life forces from me.  (Funny that's how I describe work too.)

I found a few different opinions on what it might signify. Swoon.com says spiders in a dream are a sign of general good luck.  It may mean approaching money; a harbinger of success in all that concerns you most deeply.  I'm not sure I agree with that one since I'm usually pretty upset by this thing. 

Another definition I found was that the spider is usually symbolic of an unkind, sneaky individual.  It may mean you feel stuck, trapped, depressed, a lack of freedom, unable to escape or have responsibilities holding you back.  Ahhh, that's more like it.  I think that one fits like a glove. 

Meanwhile, guess who one of my favorite superheroes is - yeppers, Spidey, himself. Go figure.

Oh man, I'm struggling here.  What else can I tell you?  Okay, you leave me no choice but to pull out the big one.  My brother will disown me for this one.

7.  I think the Beatles suck and Frank Sinatra sings off key.  There, I said it.  It's all out in the open now.  Both just got lucky that the world was ready for a new sound and there was no competition.  The Beatles would never even make it on American Idol today.  And Frank, Goomba, baby, come on.  Now you know why Dean Martin was always drunk on stage.

I bust my a** working on this website to raise money for charity and Paul McCartney still sings to soldout shows.  What's wrong with you people?  Are you telling me that this site is worse than Paul McCartney's kindergarten singing???
Okay, okay, as Kramer on Seinfeld says,"Serenity now..."

Now that you're done poking you nose into my business, it's time for me to continue the meme by tagging other online friends: 

"Lucia Like a Puma" at LuciaGirl.com

"The Sinister Minister" at Holy Headlines.com

"Raspberry Vixen" at The Den of Iniquity

"People" at People in the Sun