Purple Rain?

Last night we were finally able to take Happy Hour back onto the deck!  Around here we go from freezing to oppressive in 2.5 seconds.  I don't know where all the "nice" weather has gone to.  Give me 75 with a breeze any day!  Yesterday climbed right up to the 80's, with a big glob of humidity on top.

Happy Hour was pretty uneventful, just playing some catch up with Sandy and Boomer.  We grabbed a table that was part shade (for me) and part sun (for Sandy) and despite sitting next to "a prostitution ring" had a good time.  Warm sun, bare toes on the wood deck, Miller light, Malibu diet, and pink lemonade vodka respectively, sun glasses, interesting conversation.  Usually something crazy will happen on the deck, but it was a mellow night.

Afterwards we wandered into the attached liquor store.  Boomer's new thing is pineapple sangria (gag) so she was after some supplies.  I got to wander around with Sandy after we lost Boomer, and then I got to push the cart.  Crazy things sometimes happen at the liquor store, but it was a mellow night.

Boomer and I had some grocery shopping to do, so we said good night to Sandy and wandered on over to Super One.  I had parked at the very far end of the parking lot, so I went down and moved my car up.  As I am walking up toward Boomer, who is walking slowly, staring off to my left I can hear that she's saying something to me, but I can't understand her.  "What?"  "Hurry up, or you're gonna miss it!"  "What the devil are you talking about?  I can see anything."  "Hurry UP or you're gonna miss it!"  "What are you talking a........" 

Here is what I posted on facebook :

"  Confidential to the African American gentleman on the tiny purple scooter that zipped across the Super One parking lot to the liquor store...... "Dude! NOT cool!" (But I haven't laughed that hard in quite awhile.....) :)"

I did laugh.  I couldn't stop laughing.  I was standing in the street laughing, I walked in to the store laughing, and I laughed all the way to produce.  Yes, I could see you people looking at me, I am not a quiet laughter.  Too bad you didn't get to see what struck me as so funny!

One of the replies to my facebook post was  "Sounds like Prince, only gayer."  That's the best part, this guy was the opposite of Prince, the only thing similar was the color purple.  So that gave me the blog title.  According to another post on my fb  this is not the first Purple Rain sighting either!  So keep your eyes open Superior!  YOU might just spot him zipping along on his little purple scooter!  Please, please, please let me know if you do! 

Now I'm walking around my house singing ♫ Little purple scooter, (woohoohoo) baby you're much to fast (got to slow down) ♫  *eye roll*  Oh brother.......

Winning

I am taking a seat on my Queenly throne for this one.  It is my say, I will have it, and it is not up for discussion.  I'm not debating, because this is my corner of the world and I don't have to.  I'm not linking it to facebook, and I'm not getting into a pissing match about it here, so don't bother.  :)

We all know that Mr. Walker won the recall election yesterday.  I knew that the backlash of commentary, no matter who won would be running rampant everywhere today, and I am sick of listening to it.  I haven't responded to any of the posts, and I haven't posted anything of my own.  This is my reply, and my opinion, which I'm entitled to...without your nonsense, so here we go.  Don't like it?  Don't read it.

You (repub) may have "won"...... but just what exactly did we (dem) lose?  The answer is: nothing.  We won a Democratic majority in the State Senate, so that should curb some of the dark of night, back alley, push it through before they notice, politics that have been going on.  We proved that working people will stand up and fight for our rights, and mobilized thousands of apathetic voters to get out there.

It was a grass roots campaign that took on the corporate machine, and came pretty close to winning.  We are not defeated, we are energized, and this is not over..........not by a long shot.  Let's not forget, in five months every seat in the Assembly is up for re-election.

Well, at least the governor has more time to concentrate on his defense for the criminal investigation that looms. Good luck with that.  I'm hoping the the entire USA has taken a good look at this "Teabag Rock Star" that the Republican party seems to be grooming for bigger things in the future.  God help us if they didn't.

Politics (part 2)

It took me a half hour to find the "Part One" blog.  If I was more tec savvy, perhaps I could attach a link to it here:    http://queenie930.blogspot.com/2011/03/politics.html

OH MY HECK!  I am a fricken genius! :)  We wont tell you how long it took me to hunt down that blog or to figure out on my own how to do that......

Anyway, here it is, the rest of the story.

Voting is a right and a privilege, that I never intend to take for granted again!  About a week ago I was having a conversation with someone about my "blog I write for my friends".  For the purpose of that discussion I didn't really want to point out that my blog is read by a few other people.......all over the world.  A fact that hits home today as I exercise the right that so many people died for, and also that so many women stood up and fought for, so that I, as an American woman, can vote.  Some of the people who read my blog don't have that right......yet. 

Newsworthy

I guess I am not newsworthy.  Meaning I am not worthy of receiving a Sunday paper.  I'm sure I've done a few things that could at least make page five. :) 

First off I have to apologize to my neighbors, whom I thought were sneaking off with my ads.  After all, it's the ads and the crossword that I'm really after.  I get most of my news online, or from the television.  Turns out it was the colossal incompetence of the circulation department at the Duluth News Tribune........again. 

That statement may seem harsh, but I went for years without a paper because of this kind of thing, and now here we go again.  When I moved here five years ago I thought it would be nice to have the paper.  I had no interest in dating, so that's a good way to waste away part of a long drawn out Sunday.  Then  I started seeing someone out of town, and  I was gone every weekend.  I  found that I had no time to catch up with the paper during the week, when it was actually delivered, that is.  I thought the neighbors were grabbing it since I was obviously not there, shrugged it off, and cancelled the paper because they could pay for their own!

A couple of months later the relationship ends, and I'm home on the weekends again.  Every now and then a random Sunday paper shows up, but I don't really think anything of it, until a bill for fifty-some dollars shows up too.  Pardon?  So I call and they tell me I never cancelled.  I ask them if I never cancelled where the heck have most of the papers been??  Long story short, they finally asked me if I knew who I spoke with, like I'm going to remember that, and I said, "I don't know, some guy."  The reply was "Oh, ok.  We'll take care of that bill."  So apparently "some guy" had been screwing a few things up.

Now we'll rewind to a year ago.  I decided that I would try again to have the paper delivered on Sundays, but I would be keeping a close eye on their monkey business.  I'm now on a month to month payment plan that I can yank at any time.  I told them about my past problem with neighbors snagging the paper, and that I want it delivered INSIDE the building AT my door or no deal.  That actually lasted for a few months......... anyway, it went fine for about a year.

It started innocently enough.  They bill my debit card once a month, and the card expired, so of course they weren't able to charge me.  I got the paper, but also a letter in the mail.  I sent them the correct new information and thought that was that.  A week later I got another letter, same as the first.  Checked my online banking.......yep, they've billed me......must have just crossed in the mail.  The weekend arrives, and I'm out of town.  I come home Sunday evening to no paper.  Hmmm......  Now, here we are again.  Did a neighbor snitch it?  Did the DNT not deliver it?  Arg!  So Monday morning I called them, explained the billing part and that I had been out of town so I wasn't sure if it was a snitched paper, or a problem I needed to handle.  The gal was very nice, told me things were all straight billing wise, probably a snitched one, but she would credit me and send another one out.  Very nice change from what I had dealt with years ago! 

Then the next weekend the same thing.  It was Memorial weekend, and I ended up out of town again and didn't get back until Monday afternoon.  No paper.  I shrugged that one off as neighbors.

 I woke up at 7am this morning, ran out my front door to get there first.........no paper.  I thought maybe I was too early, so I went back to bed.  9:30 a.m.  no paper.  Called the Duluth News Tribune and was told that  "On May 27 (last SUNDAY?) there was a vacation hold placed on your paper.  It says you would call when you got back to town."  I did manage to curb my WTF to just "WHAT?"  So.........  here I sit, sippin on vanilla nut coffee, waiting for my replacement paper.  To read after dinner.  Instead of after breakfast when I WANTED to.

Hopefully they will get their stuff straight, or we'll be parting ways again.  :(  Your move DNT. 

Pink Lemons

I'm not sure how clearly this is going to come through.  I pinned it on Pinterest yesterday, but Sandy Hughitt doesn't facebook, and I desperately needed to share it with her, so I used my cell to take a pic.  If the words aren't quite clear (I have dial up, so at the moment the pic doesn't show for me..... I know.) this is what they say.  "Honey,  I'll be honest.....I love Jesus, but I drink a little."  It's by someone named Gladys Hardy.  I have no idea who that is, but I think I'm gonna have to google!  I almost spit coffee through my nose when I read it.  Why it strikes me so funny I don't know, but I love it!

We had a very early and mild spring here in the Northland, but Friday nights have not been quite warm enough to venture out onto a deck for Happy Hour.  Last night was gorgeous, but I would have needed a jacket, and didn't wear one to work.  I don't have monkey around time after work these days, it's out the door and off to the girls!  I'm hoping that next week we can continue our tradition.

Today is the official start of summer for me.  I bought my UV pink lemonade, and am about to crack it open and pour it into some iced tea.  Summertime!  Making the switch from the winter coffee or cocoa drinks to the lemony goodness of UV vodka.  I have had a few wine coolers, and even (gasp) a beer or two (yes...I'm still alive...barely) but nothing says summer like pink lemonade tea!  It's even warm enough to drink outside. :)

Cheers to a fabulous summer!