My back has been hurting lately and, as you may have read in my last post, I’ve been on a negative jag. I thought that my back was hurting because of my fall off the roof last week. You know how it is, sometimes a fall like that can have residual effects and this backache seemed to creep up on me. I’ve been walking around, all hunched up, and complaining that I was either over-worked or that fall was worse than I thought. And then there were all of those negative, creeping into madness thoughts…
Well, duh, Natalie… Sometimes I am such a dope.
However, I thought I was on a little menopausal vacation and had final reached a destination that I wasn’t even sure had actually begun. It’s hard to tell when you are mopping floors, washing dishes, bending, stooping, dipping, swooning, and serving piping hot coffee. Throw in that “feelin’ old” thang and, well, hell… all of these aches and pains could be from just about anything.
It was quite chilly this morning at 41 degrees (felt like 36, according to the wind chill factor report) so I decided to, for the first time since I bought my truck, try the seat warming feature. Actually, that’s not true because I *accidentally* tried that feature on a very hot day in June. I didn’t realize I’d pushed the button on the seat warmer and, man, was it HOT! I kept saying, “God, it’s hot in here!” Finally, S noticed the little seat warmer light was on and turned it off. Holy-Moly!
Anyway…
This is a lovely feature on a cold morning. My back, hips, and butt were warmed so nicely that I was inspired to come off my menopausal vacation and have a hormonally inspired moment. Just in time for a full business day with my boss as well as an “ah-ha” moment as to why I’ve been having such murderous thoughts.
Duh. Explains everything and then some. I’ve gotta tell ya, having my seat warmed was almost as good as getting a massage. If only I’d known ahead of time, I would have burned some incense and had an aromatherapy session, as well. God, I love that truck!
I read that Deborah Kerr died today. That made me feel a little sad. I remember her oh-so-fondly from the movie, “An Affair to Remember” with Cary Grant. In fact, I happen to love the movie, “Sleepless in Seattle” and there are many funny references to Deborah Kerr (“… is it ‘care’ or ‘car’?…), especially the scene where Rita Wilson is describing a scene in the movie and gets all choked up and then Tom Hanks and the other male actor go an over-the-top description of a scene from “Dirty Dozen” that goes like this:
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Sam Baldwin: Although I cried at the end of “the Dirty Dozen.”
Greg: Who didn’t?
Sam Baldwin: Jim Brown was throwing these hand grenades down these airshafts. And Richard Jaeckel and Lee Marvin
[Begins to cry]
Sam Baldwin: were sitting on top of this armored personnel carrier, dressed up like Nazis…
Greg: [Crying too] Stop, stop!
Sam Baldwin: And Trini Lopez…
Greg: Yes, Trini Lopez!
Sam Baldwin: He busted his neck while they were parachuting down behind the Nazi lines…
Greg: Stop.
Sam Baldwin: And Richard Jaeckel – at the beginning he had on this shiny helmet…
Greg: [Crying harder] Please no more. Oh God! I loved that movie.
Cracked. Me. Up.
Anyway, I loved Deborah Kerr in that movie and in “From Here to Eternity.” So sad that she’s gone…
And then I read that Joey Bishop, the last member of the Rat Pack, died today. He was a funny man and I always thought he would be a hoot at a party. Especially if you were drunk, which most of those Rat Packers were most of the time, and all those personalities/egos were colliding and bouncing off each other in what seemed to be a high-intensity energy. And, man, they were so cool.
There was so much talent from that era of entertainment. I can’t think of anyone, in this day and age, with as much moxie, danger, fun, and wild-livin’. Although I did notice that Britney Spears has lost visiting rights again. That girl is going to implode… if she hasn’t already. Sad… in a different kind of sad way. To me, the differences are a culture lost (Britney, Lindsay, and the ubiquitous Robert Downey Jr. [I loved him in Chaplin. Brilliant!] and every other burnt-out lil’ LA-ite) versus a culture found, such as the Rat Pack, Big Band music, and, well, the mafia… before The Sopranos.
Anyway… Good to know this mood is temporary and hormone induced. I love swing music but can’t stand all of this mood swingin’.
This calls for a glass of deep, red wine and some Diana Krall or, hmmm… better yet, some Ella. ‘Cause, really, it don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that swing…
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Seat warmers can be really awesome. My sister’s car has them, but I have to turn them off pretty quickly cause they get too hot. And because she usually has the heat on full blast too.
Joey Bishop was from a totally different era. Those guys were all so damn cool. They lived pretty fast, but they loved the “image” of fast living even more. Joey was most “grown up” of those guys. He was a family man and not nearly as wild. Great talent.
1) Love the seat warmers in the Subaru. I think it has become a “must” for our next car. One of my friends won’t use them though–she’s afraid it will short-circuit, catch on fire, and she’ll end up with 3rd degree burns on her rear. Really. She told me that. I cannot make up something like that.
2) I, too, was so saddened to hear about Deborah Kerr’s passing. Love “An Affair to Remember”–”Darling, I was looking up.” ::weep, weep, sob, sob::
Deborah was also in ‘The King and I’ circa 1956 with Yul Brynner. I loved the part where Anna and the king danced to “Shall We Dance” — I was 16 and in love with Elvis but Yul Brynner was pretty darn cool.
I think it’s pronounced “Carr” although she’s British and might pronounce it “Cur” tomato/tamato etc.
MOM
Hormones are a terrible, terrible thing. I’m on the cusp of pms/ms and my moods are all over the map too.
ugh!
And as for the seat warmer…I don’t like ‘em…make me feel like I pottied in my pants. My bro-in-law won’t use them in my sis’s car…says they heat up “the boys” too much, which for some reason makes me dissolve in laughter every time he says it.
I didn’t even know there was such a thing as seat warmers – I really should invest in a vehicle of this millennium.
So now that you’re all hot cheeked and swinging, things must be looking up.
But you’re right. In Hollywooville, things certainly ain’t. Such a sad lot of fools to entertain us now.
I got to wondering about celebrity blogs last week – ie. who blogs and why which led me to Rosie’s blog – I’d never been on her website before. She’s a prolific blogger. Funny how it was not too long ago that her talk show was the show to be on. And now she makes news if she disses someone. Between her and the comb-over dude, you never know who’s gonna get slandered next.
Anyhoo, how are things on the aps front? Are there any jobs there you’re tempted to apply for?
I have submitted my name for one job so far. Tomorrow I go for my SSN. And then Wednesday I get my eyeballs scanned by the immigration dudes.
LOL! Eyeballs scanned? Wow! That’s so… so… Matrix-like.
Things on the APS front have slowed as we are waiting for the research and development company to finish compiling information so we can write our report and present it to the board and search firm.
I’m tempted to apply for a job there, yes, but don’t know what I would do… Hopefully, I can have that conversation with my APS buddies and ask about it. I really want to do some good in this world… and makin’ coffee, while a noble and zoomy profession, just ain’t cuttin’ it.
Rosie’s blog offends the grammar/spelling nazi in me. I can’t deal with all those little “i”’s and lack of punctuation.
She’s a terrribly bad haiku in motion.
Good luck on your job submission!
And, yeah, I recommend being in the hot seat…
OMG, do you not love the seat warmer feature? When I was young, in college, and poor I thought that seat warmers were for wimps. But that was before I could afford a vehicle with them and now they’re the greatest, aren’t they? They truly are like a massage when it’s chilly outside.
Have you heard Keb’ MO? I don’t know about the partying, drinking, and moxie, but he’s genuine talent in our time as opposed to Britney Spears.