Random Tuesday Re-Entry

You know you have been away from blogging for too long when you dream about writing a blog entry!
Last night(or early this morning?), I dreamed I was watching a chickadee in a bush in my front yard. Then I noticed a larger bird perched on a branch next to the smaller bird. First I thought it was an American Bald Eagle and was all excited, but then it morphed into an osprey(which is kind of like an eagle)--then two ospreys--just hanging out in the bush with the tiny chickadee. And in the dream, I was thinking I should blog about my up-close encounter with this magnificent bird.
Then I woke up.
And it took me a few moments to realise that I hadn't yet writen a blog. It was just a dream. Actually, I knew it was a dream in the dream, but the going-to-blog-about-it seemed real.

So...here I am and ready for a Random Tuesday, after being away for two weeks.
It just happened. I had lots to say, if I wanted to, but was feeling both non communicative and slightly depressed over various things beyond my control.
Politics.
Rush Limbaugh (ggrrrr.....)
Earthquakes.
Human misery.
The unfairness of it all.
Add to that my own petty little problems.
And there was no way I was going to publicly moan about my own petty little problems while there were other humans going through far worse at the same time.

But now I am ready to write down some petty little random thoughts for the day:

**I saw Sherlock Holmes in the cinema on Sunday and you know, I thought I was going to like it more from what I read of the reviews and because I generally adore Robert Downey, Jr. in movies(turns out I preferred Jude Law much better in this one). But it was just.... okay. Holmes and Watson were turned into action heroes, Rachel McAdam's red lipstick and artfully applied smokey eyeshadow never smudged nor budged, and the end of the movie has it already set up for a sequel(ala "Pirates of the Caribbean").

* * It only occurred to me last night why a woman was carrying a Danish flag into the the bar up the street(I passed it on my to the cinema) on Sunday. It was a Minnesota Vikings fan going to watch the game and cheer on HER team(Vikings= Danish--get it?!). Duh. Here I thought there was some kind of interesting multi-culti thing going on(like they were going into the bar to watch an international pre-Olympics speed skating event on the bar's TV) and it was just a plain ole' American football game. (can you tell I am not into football at all?).


**I have not eaten any sugar(except one slice of cake my sister brought to me at work one day last week and I could not resist) for over a week. At first it was difficult, but now I know I can easily make it until February 1st, and even after that date, I think I have rounded a corner where I will be more conscious of what I eat and that I'll be eating far less sugar(and processed stuff like tortilla chips and salty snacks)

** Why couldn't my daughter take after her father instead of me in mathematical matters? She is struggling with algebra this year in school and it reminds me so much of how it was for me back when I was in high school(actually...I started to lose my grip on math as far back as the fifth grade when long division was introduced). She has exams this week and today is the math exam...please, please... let her do well.

**What are those Harajuku Lovers perfume bottles that look like dolls? I have seen them on line and in the stores and I just can't get my head around the fact that there is a perfume bottle inside that hard plastic shell. Funny, but they remind me so much of these Avon "It's A Small World After All" kid perfumes and bubble baths I had when I was around seven years old(I had a kimono-wearing Japanese one and a beret wearing French one), but these things are geared towards teenagers and young women, not kids under ten. I am just old , so can't understand, I suppose. And as much as I love perfumes, I am not even tempted to sniff these. I refuse to spritz a giant doll's head(or neck).

** It is just now sinking in that there will be no more Conan! I (and Mr. F) have been watching him for years on late night(last few years we taped and watched the show the following night at a "more-agreeable-to-a-40-something" hour). The last show on Friday had me choked up, but still laughing. The only consolation is that maybe...just maybe, we'll now get a chance to "bump into" him in Westerly(the furthest south-west corner of Rhode Island)where he has been spotted before(at a certain breakfast restaurant, in particular where he ordered the coconut pancakes...and this was well before he got the Coco nickname). Conan's parents and I think, sister, have homes just over the border in Connecticut and when he visited in the summers and weekends(easier when he was based in NYC) he would slip in to Westerly sometimes. And with him having the summer off...he might just be around on this coast again.


*sigh* Don't stay away from our TVs too long, Conando.

** And lastly, I still have five of those yellow ranunculas blooms(arranged in a smaller vase) left after 2 weeks..a little faded and getting ever so slightly crinkly, but still looking pretty jaunty. Just like me? ;-)