The Side Trek – Worst 2010

Book- Franzen’s Freedom
Film- EatPrayBarf or SexCity2; Actor- Nicolas Cage; Actress- Julia Roberts
TV- Glee; Actor- David Spade; Actress- Courteney Cox
TV Reality- Real Housewives Beverly Hills
Music- Touring rock geezers, lost voices
Sports- Pats 45, Jets 3; Giants punt to Eagles; still hope for Tiger
Journalist- Greta Van Susteren
Story- Wars extended to infinity and beyond
Business- Big Banks Win, SEC Loses; Economics- Asia Rises, US/EU Falls
Restaurant- Most lately; Fashion- Krinkly kleavage
CandyPants’Pick- Lazy grammar/spelling

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Kranky Kristmas 2 – TannenBomb

And so it begins. Saturday. Picked out, paid for a very big tree. Son Ben wants a big tree. Dr. Husband hates Kristmas Trees. Really hates big trees. More with every passing year. This year especially, since Ben taking exams at NYU. Not here to help. Bad.

Sunday. Dr. Husband gets home late after picking up tree and tying on top of car. Bad. Not happy. Long weekend of hospital rounding. Lots of  ‘Jesus’ and ‘Maria’ Christmas babies born a week early. Very tired. Very bad.

Puts big wide-trunk tree in stand. Watered. Good. Okay. Comes downstairs to finally relax in hot tub. Good. Oh no. Tree tilts. Goes down. Pokes Dr. Husband in the eye. Hurts. Bad. Big mess. Boehner-esque melt-down. “Tree is evil. Christians’ revenge. Wrecking our house. Water all over the floor. Needles everywhere.” Very very bad. Poor Dr. Husband.

Cleans up mess. Tosses tree and broken stand out the door. Sad.

The Side Trek – Best 2010

Book- Wolf Hall
Film- Girl With Dragon Tatoo; Actor- James Franco; Actress- Noomi Rapace
TV- MadMen, 30 Rock; Actor- Jon Hamm; Actress- Kiernan Shipka
TV Reality- Top Chef
Music- no idea, still like Stones
Journalist- Jon Stewart; Story- Los Mineros de Chile
Sports- Ryder Cup Monday Finish
Politics- Witches Take Over TeaParty
Business- Buffett, Gates; Economics- Krugman
Restaurant- Nobu Next Door
Blog- Cafferty File; Bloggers- Loyal Treksters


Skippy Hallow 1

The Legend of Skippy Hallow. Hate Halloween. Hate Pumpkins. Even as a kid. Even as the mother of a cute kid who loved spooking up the place. Webs, ghosts, skeletons. Couldn’t wait to take it all down. I do miss driving up Route 5 to pick out pumpkins with Ben. He could carve a scary face. After that squash ’em into the compost bin before they rot and squirrels strew them all over the yard. Yuk.

Ugly plastic black and orange stuff everywhere. OK, kids can dress up. Under 12! Older than that it’s pranky or creepy. Stupid adult costumes, excuse for women to slut it up and men to be boyish. We do that on Wednesdays. Am I cranky on the subject? Maybe it’s because I AM a witch. Oh yeah and the cheap candy sucks too. Don’t get me started on pimping up pets. When the pumpkins come out, I know dark afternoons and mornings are upon us, cold gray days. Leaves gone.

Let’s just skip Halloween and go straight to Thanksgiving. I like Thanksgiving.

Leaves On The Ground

Leaves on the ground, leaves on the ground, hat pushed sideways, leaves on the ground. Stalks on lampposts, leaves on the ground. Hunter’s moon, various squashes, gourds, Indian corn, and leaves on the ground.

Marking passages, PeterB, K9Queen, Grandma Dinny. PeterB, his new bride Anne and I met when we were 25, now we have kids that age.  K9Q and Dr.H were jointly surprized on 35th and 40th birthdays courtesy of gorgeous staging of leaves on Lafayette Park in SF 1988. Dinny sat next to me on Amtrak in 1994, we were hot cougars back then. Or not.

SuperJake decked out as mutated bumble bee for NJ soiree. Finally saw 30 Rock, laughed out loud, not the same as LOL, which is lame. It’s the season of political witches and warlocks. And leaves on the ground.