Author: Lenore Diane

I am married. We have two boys, two dogs, and two cats. I am on the Oxford Comma team. I look forward to my first large cup of coffee, black, every single morning, and I look forward to that second large cup of coffee, still black, every single afternoon.

Busy Betty Eats Mexican

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Cacy here. How are you? Goodness. I went out to a local Mexican restaurant last night. The place was packed. It was a Friday night, so I wasn’t surprised to see the crowds. Nor, was I surprised to see the kids. Lots of kids. Why do parents let their kids run around restaurants, especially when the restaurants are packed and the wait staff is running around trying to cater to every need? Sure, some folks smile at the cute little tots running all over the place, but the same smiling folks are thinking, “Ok. Cute kid. Now control it, please.” Continue reading “Busy Betty Eats Mexican” →

Decompress

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Decompressing on a Saturday Morning

Good morning. My word for today is decompress. As I type, I am sitting by my husband and enjoying a casual Saturday morning. The boys spent the night at their grandparent’s house, last night. My husband and I went out for Mexican food and then enjoyed a quick trip to Target. We came home early, and we popped in the movie ‘The Hangover’. The movie started off funny enough, but we became bored with it after 45  minutes or so. As my husband said, “It just got silly.” I smiled when he said that, because ‘Raising Arizona’ is one of his favorite movies, which is nothing but silliness. I suppose his shrugging off ‘The Hangover’ is an indication of his age. Old silly movies are classics, new silly movies are just a waste of time. Continue reading “Decompress” →

The Telephone

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I purchased this phone for my Mom for Christmas. She doesn't like phones, either. But she does like this one, because it looks great in her bedroom.

Let’s see. How can I spin this to fit nicely in the junk drawer category? Well, I know there is an old cell phone battery in our junk drawer. I am not sure why we have it, but we have it. So, with just a few degrees of separation, I am going to begin my rant on telephones. Continue reading “The Telephone” →