I need a routine....

It's sort of feast or famine around here, isn't it?

• There are Things Going On. If I knew about bullets, I'd do something cute with bullets. (See, I just said that and...there are bullets up there. Let's see...)




• HA!! Bullets.




• City Girl works. All the time. While it bodes well for her retirement, investments and budget and such, it sucks for lunch-with-friends and being-spontaneously-funny-on-your-blog.




• It took me a long time to warm up to texting, but now it is my primary form of not-face-to-face communication. Which means that The Big Boy, (who has refused to voluntarily learn anything new in 40 years and therefore has a $15 phone from Dollar General, with which he conducts a million dollars+ worth of sales a month) and I speak even less than usual. No, I'm not answering my phone in a public place. No, he's not getting a keyboard. Hate it. Which leads us to...




• I think I'm going to join the Book of the Month Club. I belonged a long time ago and just took the monthly selection, on the premise that reading stuff I wouldn't normally read was in my best interests. It worked; I could cull the trashy romance stuff and I read some good things...The Greatest Generation immediately comes to mind. But the real reason is that I'm resisting...




• Non-book books. Y'all, I don't think we need to lose leather-bound and paper. I don't want to lose...ink. Illicitly turned-down page corners. Hell, turning the page! I may come around, like with the texting. I hope not.




• The Nice Kid turned 16 July 5. Originally, she was going to get her own car but a few choice incidences of poor judgement (driving too fast on an ungraded gravel road and knocking a $500 hole in the radiator? $1000 brake job because I SAID...SLOW DOWN???? Backing into the housekeeper's parked truck?) sort of changed things. So she got my trusty, well-abused Volvo, a steel cage on wheels and I? Am carless. Because...




• I started sending emails to TBB three months ago, reminding him we had to have another car the first week in July. He has never, in 50+ years, bought a car when we needed it. I have decided, however, that after four Volvos in 20 years, I'm changing vehicles. Partially for convenience, but partially because....




• My sister-in-law was at Book Club last week and one of the girls pulled her aside. Turns out, the girl had offended me in traffic (I'm pretty sure I remember this...large white/ivory SUV. Tried to kill me ;) and I had snatched up my phone and made a point of letting her see me take a picture of her tag. She explained to SIL that she didn't see me/mean to/go around killing people, and she was mortified that her name/picture/crime was going to show up in print somewhere. Ooops. Sorry. Y'all...I'm just loud. To begin with, I couldn't take a picture driving down the road if I had to (next bullet.) Also, if you knew you messed up? It's okay...it's the people who do it on purpose/without remorse I'm stalking ;) I didn't mean to be mean...




• Next bullet? TNK, The Not Nice Kid and I have shared 700 phone minutes for years. We have never hit 400 minutes...they text, 99% of our peoples are Verizon, too; and we just don't talk on the phone that much. Last phone demise, TNK got a Droid Thunderbolt, which is 4G. NO ONE TOLD ME that you can't have parental controls on 4G. Get an alarmist text from Verizon one day warning me something is going on, log in and check and...son of a bitch. On her own, single-handedly, without assistance, TNK had used 1100 minutes in 21 days. Called, fixed it, and handed her my old 3G. Me and 4G? Pearls before swine. This phone is a bitch ;(

Trying to lose the bullets...looks good from here. Sitting here with TNNK and a friend and considering just...calling and buying a car. TBB has been on the computer for a week. Comparing things and looking up things and checking things. When it comes down to it? I'll probably just buy the red one ;)