Irene Quote Of The Day Saturday November 7,2009

Talked to my 84 year old mother this morning. When I asked her what she was doing, I got the following response:

"I'm doing a big load. Of laundry, not shit."

Good to know.

Get Dent

If an unstoppable force meets an immovable object, what happens?

Knock Knock?

Who's There?

The SUV you just backed into jackass.

Who looks behind them at at 6:00AM in the morning as they are backing out the driveway? Apparently not me! FML.

A Rare Medium

I went to two seminars this weekend with two different mediums. The first one was with Suzane Northrop who is just absolutely amazing. This is the third time I have gone to see her and this seminar, with only about 125 people in attendance, was just as fantastic as the other two I had seen previously.

I actually got a small reading thanks to Blondie, who was sitting next to me and, after her reading, asked Suzane about my Dad. "He's not pushy like some of these other ones is he?" No, absolutely not I answered. She walked down to the end of the aisle, asked if I had any siblings, and then commented about me being Daddy's little girl. Which I interpret to be a validation of me being the youngest of two children, (by 14 years).

So yesterday I try explaining this to my 84 year old Mother. She knows I'm a believer in these paranormal things so this is nothing new. I explained the whole thing, how I think I got a message from Ernie and how cool it was. To which she replied "Do you know what the weather is supposed to be tomorrow?"

Why yes I do - winged monkeys are going to fly out my butt and pee all over your town with an occasional poop thrown in.

I didn't say that actually. But I could have and I don't think it would have incited a reaction. She has been in her own little world now for years and things have only gotten worse with age.

Anyway, I encourage you to check out one of Suzane's seminars if you have the chance. It's a very cool experience.

20,000 Reached!

I knew this would happen. I hung on as long as I could last night but the counter wouldn't budge from 19, 996. This morning it is at 20,003.

From what I can gather from my stat counter, the 20,000 hit came from Richmond, VA. And I have an idea who that may be. I am going to contact them today to see if they popped by for a visit around 10:45 PM Eastern time last night.

If it's not this person, I have a pretty good idea who visited around that time. I may just throw those names in a hat and pick one. Hopefully I will have some sort of confirmation by the end of the day today. Update to follow.

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Update:

Looks like there were two hits fairly close together. So the winners are Mr. Moto and Lilli of http://lillianveronica.blogspot.com/. Mr. Moto gets a Star Motorcycle t-shirt and Lilli gets a Northampton, MA t-shirt from the Pride and Joy store (http://www.nohoprideandjoy.com/).

Or if you prefer, an iTunes or Amazon gift certificate. Some people are not into t-shirts. Those I believe I can just email to each of you.

If you could both please email me your address and size preference to martinicartwheels@gmail.com (for t-shirts), I will get those mailed out to you ASAP. Or, if you are interested in the gift certificates, please forward along your email.

Congratulations to you both!

"Cheese" Does Not Always Mean Ricotta (As In Cannoli)

Just keep your plates, cups, and hands away from Irene's mouth and no one will get hurt.

A Reunion With My Goldie

I got the opportunity to reunite with my Goldie last night. Goldie was one my college roommates. We met in 1982, our freshman year, and lived a couple of rooms down from each other until senior year, when we got an off campus apartment with two other friends. We kept in close contact for several years but unfortunately lost touch about 12 years or so ago. A few months ago, she found me on Facebook.

I just love my Goldie. She is one of the sweetest people I know. And hanging out with her, even after all those years, felt just as comfortable and fun as it did back when we were in college. Probably even more comfortable actually. Because this time I wasn't wearing spandex stirrup pants.

Oh, and the name Goldie? It was the name of her dog. Goldie and Gretel reunited at last.

Toys For Tw*ts

I received a holiday catalog from a country store north of Massachusetts. I won't say the state, because I don't typically like to name businesses, unless of course they make a good vodka or micro-brew.

I was excited to take a peak at it today. Nothing like a big picture of Santa on a country store catalog to stir up a little holiday spirit. Cozy nightgowns,cakes, candies, toys, and wait....what's this.....oh my.... an intimate massager in several different styles including discrete delight and dual pleasure?! Imagine my shock and surprise when I came across (no pun intended) that little jewel when all I wanted was some maple syrup. And to think I was going to let my Mother borrow this catalog. Well, she can't have it now. It's mine.