Sunday, January 30, 2005
In the 50's there was a song made popular by Rosemary Clooney, "A Tisket A Tasket, I Lost MY Yellow Basket." Well I did not lose my yellow basket but I lost my Kings Point picture ID. That is as bad as losing your license, your charge card, your social security card, or worse!

I am spending the winter at Kings Point, a senior community in Florida with a population of 15,000 people. In order to gain admission to any of the clubhouses, swimming pools or ride the community bus you MUST show your ID.

Well this morning the weather looked like a pool day so I got my bathing suit, cover up, beach towel and sunglasses ready, needed one more IMPORTANT item. My Kings Point ID.

Looked everywhere, not to be found. I called the stores that I had been to recently, no ID. The next thing I did was call the Lost and Found department here at Kings Point, No ID. They told me to come over to their office, gave me a note to present to the secuity officer at the clubhouse who in turn will get "special dispensation" and let me in.

By the time I got back from the ID office the weather had changed, not a pool day after all.

If my ID does not show up in the next few days I will have to pay $25.00 for a replacement and have another picture taken. Maybe the next picture will come out better!


Monday, January 24, 2005
That is a line that I remember from "The King and I." Well, I have my own puzzlement.

When I go to the supermarket, the store is always very busy, especially the deli and the bakery. You have to take a number and wait and wait and wait. Then when you get to the check out, you have to wait and wait and wait too. And there are no shortages of supermarkets, there is one on practically ever corner! Maybe we need two on every corner.

Now when it comes to restaurants there are no shortages either. No matter when you go, there is a long wait for a table, one day I went at 3:30 and had to wait until 4:30 to be seated.

There are exceptions, like the time I went in for breakfast at 10:00 and got seated immediately. As Red Buttons said, "Strange Things Are Happening."

The only explanation I can come up with is that people down here snack a lot. What do you think?


Friday, January 14, 2005
Since I recently stopped taking Celebrex, I decided to try Aleve, easier said then done.I tried opening it with a rubber disk, banged it with a knife and tried a nutcraker to no avail, so I just gave up.

Well fortunatly the next day I had a service man coming to my condo to make some repairs. I asked him if he could open the bottle for me. One, two, three, he was able to do it with no difficulty at all! I was delighted.

That reminds me of a short story that I read a long time ago.

Sue was dating Hank and did not want to make a serious commitment. After all she had a great job, was independent and could come and go as she pleased. He wanted marriage and kept trying to convince her to take the plunge.

Well one night she had an awful headache and went to take a couple of asprin, she could not open the bottle! She was miserable The next morning she called Hank up and said, "I am ready, let's get married."

After my experience with Aleve, if "HE" asks me to marry him, I am ready.


Saturday, January 08, 2005
In Florida, the people live longer than their appliances.

The appliances break down, and therefore most people have service contracts. That makes sense, but try to get them on the phone.

I had a few items that needed attention including my toilet. I know that you do not call on a Monday at 10:00 am so I waited until Tuesday at 2:00 pm. Makes sense, right? A recorded message starts out by saying "Your call is very important to us and we will be with you shortly." The next message is "We have an unusual high volume of calls at this time, etc. etc."

Well I finally got a person who asked me what time of day I would like to schedule my appointment, 8:00am to 11:00am (I am not a morning person so that one is out) 12:00pm to 3:00pm (cuts into my afternoon activities) 3:00pm to 6:00pm (that is not good because I have to come home in the middle of the day. I finally settle on 12:00p.m. to 3:00pm.

The day finally comes and they show up at 2:45 pm. He looks at my toilet and sees what the problem is but he does not have the part!!! Company will have to order it and call me when it comes in!

"I'll have to lay off of the prunes ."


Sunday, January 02, 2005
The other night my son forwarded a message to me that he received regarding my blog --
Here is the message:
BTW saw Jerry Seinfeld rerun today - OMG really - you may be the Jerry Seinfeld of blogging and videobogging but your mom is totally Elaine! Too freaking funny. Your mom is a total hoot.
Well when I read such terrific things that person said about me I had to find out who BTW was.

By this time it was 11:26 PM, but I could not wait until morning, so I got onto Instant Messaging and asked my son, who said such nice things about me?

He told me that BTW stands for "By the Way."

What a huge laugh I had!

I know what LOL and OMG stand for but what else should I know about these shortcuts?


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