Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
The Best Side Effects of the UltraClear Plus Detox Program
And going on the Internet searching for the places of your dreams, has been interesting, too.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
What's a Little Self-Linking Among Friends?
Do You Detox?
Friday, March 20, 2009
Lady Beth...In Waiting
Listed below are the ten things a lady should not to do in public and my thoughts and responses:
1. Apply Full Make-Up
4. Show Off Your Midriff
7. Tweeze Errant Hairs or Pop a Pimple
8. Criticize Your Partner or Spouse
9. Adjust the Girls
10. Pee All Over the Toilet Seat
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Changing One's Pace of Life
I am finding that the old saying, "When it rains, it pours" has a lot of validity these days. It's as if my 'life button' is like the knob on a spinning bike and it skipped the quarter jump in speed and was turned 180 degrees. And I do not seem to be the controller of my own life knob. It's turning without my blessing or approval or even a simple debate as to which speed I should be going. Maybe it's fate. Maybe, secretly or very deep down, this is the speed at which I want to live my life for the next cycle. Yet, there is considerable trepidation on my part. Parts of me just want to hover under a huge, golf umbrella and let the rain pass. Other parts of me has already put on my rain boots, ready to run and play in the pouring rain. I must say, it is all a little confusing.
Some ways that tell me it's time to change it up and live life at a faster pace:
- New ideas pop into my head all day long. I will have lunch with people from a company and suddenly I have a fantastic idea for their website and how they can increase their membership for very little cost to them;
- I get excited about new job prospects and crave the intensity that certain careers demand;
- I take on too many writing assignments and need to stay up late to get them finished;
- My heart is racing (not in an unhealthy way) and I can feel the adrenaline flowing through my veins;
My resistance to this new pace is as follows:
- I worry that I will miss the relaxed time I spend with my dog and neighbors;
- When I used to work for my past employer, I would jump in and be 110% devoted to my projects and the company. Sometimes, my family and the housework, etc would get neglected.
I am just going to have to monitor what is going on and make sure to take care of all those people around me. These are exciting times, if not a little scary. Wish me luck.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
The Empty Nester Pub Crawl
I'll update this post as the day goes by.
First stop, Bill's office for some delicious Irish Coffee made by Bill's boss. (He makes the best Irish coffee this side of the Atlantic). Talk to you soon.........................
Best Irish Coffee. Ever.
Here is the master. Larry also happens to be one of the best people on this planet. Bill has been lucky enough to work with him for the past 17 years. They are family.
Roberta has stopped by to to a pub crawl with the group. Isn't she adorable? Seriously!
Becky works at Taro with Bill and used to work with me and Roberta at Troon. It's all very incestuous. Isn't she adorable? Best hair ever.
This is Larry's wife Cathi. Yes, I know. Adorable. And smart. And funny. And raises chickens and grows vegetables. She's amazing.
(No pictures of Bill or Ray yet. They are also adorable!)
In case you are just figuring this out, YES, I am a happy drunk.
It is now 10:56 and it's time to move on. To an Irish restaurant for some lunch........
(Okay, if you are in the area and at a fun bar or Irish event, call my cell and I'll come join you!)
In case you are wondering, these people are not blurry! I, however, am a little blurry!
Talk to you soon....
Next stop is the Skeptical Chemist, located in North Scottsdale. Lots of fun people, lots of people-watching. A great band, but not Irish music. What a bummer. We did meet the band members:
I think Becky's got things covered. But he got real interested when this person showed up:
Don't they good look together? We took this picture and never saw him again.
This is Becky and Ray.Here is adorable Kelly and new friend, Shawn:
And finally, Bill and me and a cactus:
Going home in a ride makes the evening so much better:
The evening was just staring for so many people. We are home to feed the wee little pup and go to sleep ourselves. Happy St. Patrick's Day to everyone. I hope you had a good time!
Monday, March 16, 2009
Facebook: Everybody Has One
Friday, March 13, 2009
There is no better day than Friday the 13th in the Southworth house. And a March 13th on a Friday has even more special meaning. As it was this day seventeen years ago that Bill took a chance with the single, divorced older lady that also happened to have three small children.
I should start back 18 years ago when I first met Bill. We met at an after hour work event/happy hour. He was roommates with our marketing director and was invited to join us for a few drinks. As luck would have it, the only available seat left was the one next to me. He started to tell me a fantastic story about what was going on at his workplace. He was interesting and paying attention to me. Now, while two years have lapsed since my divorce to my first husband (also a Bill), I hadn't been out of the house much. Having a one year old, and a 3 and 5 year old can really cramp your style, if you know what I mean. But I also had a great divorce. Bill # 1 took the children every other weekend and one night a week. He was always wonderful to the kids and even if he hadn't been that way, that was the "story" was I had planned to write for my family. I was not prepared to give up my fairy tale life even if that life had a very different ending.
Midway through the evening, Bill #2 and I were still engrossed in conversation but another woman in our office had set her sights on this Bill and was giving me the evil eye. I took notice and (gave-up) said my good-nights and left. I had a babysitter to pay.
Skip forward one full year: It was late in a local "Cheers-like" bar in Scottsdale. I was there with a girlfriend for a charity event. Sounds noble and all, but actually we were closing the bar and the charity had ended hours earlier. And there he was, exiting the bar at the exact same time! It was if one whole year had never occurred and we struck up a conversation. He told me that a big group of people were planning to go skiing in northern Arizona next weekend and would I like to go. (Think fast, Beth....is it Bill #1's weekend? Yes, thank goodness!) I calmly said "yes" while trying to hold the poop in my pants. (Not really)
As the week went on, Bill called me several times. First, Bruce and Maureen cancelled. Then Shawn and date backed out. Finally, two other couples told Bill they couldn't come because their babies were feeling ill. Talk about awkward. We are heading up on a first date, all by ourselves on a ski weekend. Now I had not spoken to many male adults for two years and now I had to come up with stimulating conversation for the 4 hour drive to the mountains, then stay in a huge condominium with a guy I barely knew. And to top it off it was March 13th...Friday the 13th!
All my worries dissolved as I took on a "what-the-hell" attitude and relaxed. We stopped on the trip and played pool and ate gigantic cheeseburgers at some local joint along the way. We skied all day and had fun, fantastic evenings (what?...you thought I'd tell you all the details!!) Bill brought some of the best wine I have ever had on the trip and to this day, we enjoy drinking lots of wine.
Well, I am here to say thank you to Bill (and all the other partners out there) who take a chance and date someone that may not seem like the perfect mate. After dating for 13 years, we finally got married, in Hawaii. Aloha Friday seems just so appropriate. Here's to the next 17 years!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
More Bank Trouble
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
The Airline Survival Kit
- Try to separate the other people from your children. If we were not taking every seat in a row, I would always take the middle seat. A little discomfort on the flight is well worth not sleeping the whole vacation being up with a sick child.
- Take towelettes and once everyone is settled in their seats and buckled up, have everyone wipe their hands clean. Offer one to the sick traveler as well.
- When the sick person blows his nose at you or sneezes without covering your mouth, have everyone on cue yell, "Ouhee" or maybe "that's so gross". You are trying to embarrass the person as badly as you can. Have your youngest say, "aren't you supposed to cover your mouth when you cough"? You answer in your most polite, Grace Kelly voice, "yes, dear...that is correct".
- If the person continues his rude habits, ring the bell for the flight attendant. Again in your gentle voice, ask if you are sitting in the "sick section" of the plane. Tell her/him that if that is so, you and your family would like to be relocated.
- Order a glass of wine, pull out a book and ignore your children at this point. I am a firm believer that if you want your children to be quite and maybe even fall asleep, you should not make the flight seem exciting and wonderful. Bring their quiet, dull play items, including a book. Nine times out of ten, my children would be lulled to sleep and still to this day, they sleep well on plane trips. This also doesn't allow the sick ones to communicate with your children.
That's it. Simple but works every time. I wonder if my daughter remembers this simple points and if she will teach her children how to avoid the airline cold, too?
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
50 Days in Office:I am Scared and Angry
"I must confess I was impressed by Sen.Barack Obama from the first time I saw him. At first I was excited to see a black candidate. He looked youthful, spoke well, appeared to be confident - a wholesome presidential package. I was put off soon, not just because of his shallowness but also because there was an air of haughtiness in his demeanor that was unsettling. His posture and his body language were louder than his empty words. Obama's speeches are unlike any political speech we have heard in American history. Never a politician in this land had such quasi "religious" impact on so many people. The fact that Obama is a total incognito with zero accomplishment, makes this inexplicable infatuation alarming. Obama is not an ordinary man. He is not a genius. In fact he is quite ignorant on most important subjects." ......."Barack Obama appears to be a narcissist." ....."or he may have narcissistic personality disorder (NPD)".
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Typing 101 and the Ideal Secretary
Apparently, some people must have a thing about secretaries, because most of the pictures out there are all sexed-up versions of what I envision when I think of a secretary.
This is the picture that comes to mind...I can hear her saying, "one ring-a-dingy" as I type.
But I would totally believe this secretary if she told me she couldn't help me at the moment because she was all tied up....
And, after viewing this picture, I will always be a little worried if I hear a secretary tell me she will bend over backwards to get the project done for me! I think I'll tell her to relax and to take her time.
I don't get the whole sexy secretary thing, I'm just glad to know that maybe one day, I can type faster and be accurate. No extreme back bends for me.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Did Girl Scout Cookies Get Smaller or Have I Gotten Larger?
Girl Scout cookies are not supposed to be in my food intake at all, but last week I stepped out of the grocery store and one of my friends' daughters was standing there in her adorable little uniform, selling these tiny boxes of cookies. She could be the poster child for Girl Scouts...she has the most adorable smile and natural good looks and the next thing I knew, I had bought many boxes of cookies. She's polite, too, saying thank you and offering to put my cookies in my grocery bag. It's really not my fault; they should have less attractive and not-so-sweet girls selling the goods if I am going to be able to resist!
Of course, now I don't want to waste food, that would be wrong. So, I ration them to myself. I can have three (don't give me shit...I told you they are tiny!) with my morning coffee and one after my lunch salad.
As I take teeny-tiny bites so the cookies last longer, I begin to feel like this cat:
What if the cookies haven't change at all in size and it's just that I have gotten larger? The horror. I run to that dreaded piece of nasty torture (the bathroom scale) and weigh myself. Arghh! Now I confused and more so than usual. Help a poor, empty nest woman out. Have the cookies shrunk or have I just gotten bigger? Maybe it's both, but either way, this is no way to start my Friday morning out.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
An Adventure in St. Lucia
We selected a medium-priced, delightful place called Ti Kaye with their "romance package". It included a wild boat ride into town on a rainy day which produced my favorite vacation picture of my sis. We got champagne and cheese and crackers brought to our outdoor deck of our villa, which the birds thoroughly enjoyed. But we saved the big adventure for our last evening of our stay. The hotel staff was to pick us up at the beach in a small motor boat and taken out for a large sailboat sunset trip with appetizers and wine.
As is usual, my sister and I traded clothes, shoes and jewelry. She ended up in pink Capri's and a pink and white top that cried out for my pink and white Jack Rogers' sandals. I borrowed a turquoise shirt to go with my white pants. The guys were in shorts and polo shirts and sneakers or dock shoes. We headed down to the beach on a warm, sunny late afternoon.
The guy was waiting with his little boat with two long oars. He had no shirt on and dreadlocks down to the middle of his back. His smile was as bright as moonshine and his eyes were as red as cherries. There was quite a wake as the tide was rolling in. He explained to us how we should hop in two at a time and he would work the boat to avoid the wake splash. Only I think he did the exact opposite. My sister and Scott hoped in and faced the beach and waited for our guide to pull the boat out, waiting for the wave to break. But his timing was off and instead landed the boat right into the wake, and a huge wave came crashing in on my sister and husband! They were sopping wet and Bill and I watched the whole episode standing on the beach. Unfortunately, the camera was tucked away in a bag. We were all laughing hysterically. The local guide was so embarrassed but really I think he was afraid it was going to happen again with the higher waves and all.
It was our turn to get in the boat. We jumped when he told us to, he pulled the boat back and waited for the wave to land on shore and we were sitting in the boat, dry as a bone in a desert. That made us laugh even harder.
We got to the sailboat but they never opened the sail during the trip, and that made us laugh.
There was a stiff breeze and Scott was sitting in his moist shorts the whole time and that made us laugh.
The bottle of wine was delicious but the crackers went flying off the deck and that made us laugh.(Photo by raijomayo100)
The sunset was bright and colorful and peaceful and we sat in silence and appreciated all that life has given us. We were thrilled to be together enjoying each other's company and we dreamed of doing this kind of trip every year for the rest of our lives.
As we left the boat my sister was walking funny. I asked her if she was alright. She said, "yes, but I think your leather sandals are ruined". To this day, I slip on those loosened sandals and can't help giggling too myself about our little surprise adventure in St. Lucia.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Create a "Wish List" With Your Partner to Improve the Marriage
(All the photos have been provided by my daughter from her Flickr site).
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
How To Clean the Inside of your Computer
I have only recently learned that all computer screens on the inside are covered with bacteria, dust, germs, etc. that can be dangerous to your health. This is caused by a variety of reasons and it can prove to be a health hazard for everyone that uses the computer. Some at the CDC in Atlanta have recently said that this problem can be as dangerous as cigarette smoking because of the time that most of us are now spending on computers for work and personal reasons.
As a special present to each of you, I am providing you with the below link Special Program at no cost and safe to you to correct this fast growing potential Health Problem.Click on this link to clean the inside of your screen: