Monday, January 30, 2006

This was really the 2nd post but I erased the 1st one accidentally

The wrap I had for lunch was originally listed as a sandwich, on which you would never put balsamic vinegar. But when they made it a wrap, they put balsamic in the lettuce - not arugula as advertised, but red leaf, I believe. And balsamic gives me migraines. Usually almost immediately, but not today - it's just hitting me now and I ate 90 minutes ago.

Fascinating, I know.

I found out from Jonathan that his parents retired to Stuart, FL, and mine retired to Port Ste Lucie, which is all of 15 minutes away from Stuart. I know this specifically because the closest Starbucks to Port St Lucie (PSL) is in Stuart, the which I discovered when I visited in August and was afflicted with heat. I desperately craved a venti iced chai with soy and light ice, not to mention the peace, quiet and comfortable chair, but couldn't bear to walk from the house to the car. Literally.
My parents moved, and took the furniture that for 30 years we weren't allowed to even breathe on, let alone sit on, from the living room and turned it into the furniture.

Also, the funniest thing: the person who commented on Jonathan's blog, Hopeful Pessimism, as Mr. Huge, is none other than Jeremiah Daly. (I am sure the word huge refers to his intellect.)

I really like this blog thing so far. Look Mom, I'm on the internet!


JAM said...

You know, dear, it's almost like you don't always listen to all my words... I said, my in-laws (who have not yet officially retired, but have been talking about it for the entire 16 years I've known MLW) have a place in Stuart.

What I didn't (have a chance to) tell you was that they are HUGE Mets fans, and the NY Mets have their spring training facility in Port St. Lucie. So I have been to several baseball games there in the March timeframe.

Oh, and way to reveal Jere's secret identity, btw... =)

Insidious Mr. Huge said...

You...outed me???

Curses! A pox on both your houses! (Although I guess in your case that doesn't really apply, but I've always wanted to say that. Now if I can only work in the "cast you into the outer darkness" and "wailing and gnashing of teeth" bits...)

I now have no option but to add you to The List. You have forced me to plot your doom along with that of Jonathan. Whether it comes with robots or not. And that goes for you little dogs too.

Oh, and I just thought I'd comment on the irony of creating a blog titled Stripes and Plaids but using polka dots as a background. You haven't thrown me off the trail.