On my mind

There are a few things on my mind. Time for bullet points, folks!

• Those captcha thingies. Good grief, do they  have to make the letters quite so distorted? And the photographs of numbers. Many times they are so blurry I can't make them out. It makes me feel old. 
• For breakfast, a recent favorite is frozen blueberries in Greek style yogurt. It's all kinds of healthy and shit. Plain non-fat yogurt, the Greek stuff with extra smooth texture and a bunch more protein than ordinary yogurt. I put frozen blueberries in it, stir it up, then let it sit for 5 or 10 minutes. The yogurt directly around the blueberries freezes just a bit as the blueberries begin to soften. It's so good! 
• Most of my friends live far away. Many of them I've never met in person. Sometimes this doesn't bother me, but other times it does. I feel as though I should have  more local friends, that I am somehow deficient for not making friends. However, I'll get to meet more of my long distance friends in a week and a half when Superman and I go to the Bloggerpalooza meeting in Delaware. We are both looking forward to that. 
• I have a niggling fear that we might not be able to go to Delaware because of some trouble with Diva and/or Sproing. We really need to get away. I hope hope hope everything works out for us to go. 
• I'm supposed to be hemming Diva's dress for the Ball on Friday. I don't want to because I'm petty and she's an ungrateful bitch. 
• Why is great spelled with the vowels "ea" beside each other, but grateful has the "a" and "e" separated by the "t"? I don't expect an answer to this question. 
• I like elephants. Ron posted about "the elephant in the room" concerning an upcoming medical procedure. I'm concerned about him, and wish him all the best. But he got my mind wandering toward elephants, and I just have to say, elephants are wonderful. It's kinda like "squirrel" for someone with ADD (which I have) but today the squirrel is an elephant. I recently bought a book about elephants, it's right over there in the bookshelf, but I haven't read it yet. 
• I spent the morning checking the blogs of everyone who's signed up for the blogger meet-up. Some of these folks I've been following for years, some I've recently discovered, and a couple are completely new to me. This morning I read at least the latest post from everyone except Spo, for whom this meeting was originally conceived. I read his blog yesterday. He'll have to forgive me. As I understand it, Spo gets around. He's done lots of traveling and has met many blog buddies, but hadn't been to the east coast to meet anyone on this end of the continent. He lives in Phoenix, AZ where it is way too hot and sunny for me to visit. So he and a few other east coast bloggers devised this trip in order to meet and spend time having fun with each other. If I'm mistaken, someone please correct me in the comments. 
• Winter is pretty much over in South Carolina now. We might have a few more nights were the temps get to freezing or below, but not far and not many. I really like winter. I really don't like summer. Summer in South Carolina is entirely too long and too hot. 
• Smucker's natural peanut butter mixed with grape jam, preferably, or strawberry preserves as an acceptable substitute tastes good when used as a dip with corn chips. This has been a favorite lunch or snack for years, since I was a teenager. I used to use Fritos Corn Chips, but recently discovered that tortilla chips are at least as good. Fritos are too greasy. My desire for this treat comes and goes. I'll go years without eating peanut butter and jelly dip with chips, then have it once or twice a week for a month or more. It was my lunch yesterday. 
• I don't like my house. Never have, actually. It's a brick ranch in a subdivision. Now I like brick alright. It's a good sturdy building material, good to have as facade, low maintenance. The ranch style architecture wears on my soul. And we aren't subdivision people. And there are too many things in my house. Too many people, too, but that's a story for another post. I myself have too much stuff that belongs to me. I should get rid of it. But where to start? When? How? What to do with it all? I'd like to try to make some money from this excess stuff. We could do a yard sale, I suppose. I don't like hosting yard sales, but sometimes it needs to be done. I don't know how to set things up to prepare for one, though. What goes and what stays? Where do I put it until the day of? How do I price things? Just how early do I need to get up on a Saturday morning for this kind of foolishness? These are too many questions for my poor ADD-addled brain (ADDled?) to work through. 
• Alice Nelson. I want her to come live with us. You know Alice as the housekeeper for the Brady family of "Brady Bunch" fame. I need me an Alice. You may also be familiar with Hazel Burke from her self titled show that ran for a few years before "The Brady Bunch" hit the scene. I don't want Hazel. She brings too much drama. I want a housekeeper like Alice who lets me have the drama while she is a supporting character who helps clean up after me. 
• Jason Mraz. I've been listening to his album "Love Is a Four Letter Word" a lot. I may have blogged about this recently. The thing I like about his music is that it's so positive. His lyrics (and tunes, for that matter) are upbeat, positive, happy without being sappy. There is a hell of a lot of negativity in my life right now (I want my children to move out of my house, dammit!!!) and listening to Jason Mraz croon positive messages at me truly helps. It doesn't overpower the darkness, but it helps. 
• This is a lot of bullet points. Probably too many. I'm going to stop this foolishness and get on with the important things of my day, like taking a nap. The garbage guys just drove down the street. Our garbage is now in their truck. This satisfies a small yet important need of mine.