More Friday Fragments

Back to my plan to serve up Friday Fragments – random thoughts I’ve had during the week that are too short (or too ridiculous) for their own post. I’m joining a great group of people over at Half Past Kissin’ Time who do this every Friday. I’m a random kind of gal these days, so this seems completely right to me.

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One of the best parts about having the snow melt is that you can again push a shopping cart through a parking lot without wrenching your shoulders or losing your mind. Pushing a cart through 8 inches of fresh snow, or over rutted chunks of ice is an experience I can do without. Welcome, spring!

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Don’t tell anybody, but sometimes I watch reruns of old family sitcoms on TV. There’s something about Full House or Growing Pains, or even (eek) Who’s the Boss? that makes me feel better. I think it brings me back to a time when life was easier. I mean, how complicated could life be when the kids are hiding a horse in the kitchen and the adults in the house don’t even notice? If only my life was simple like that.

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I don’t use the texting/instant messenger lingo. No LOLing or C U L8R or any of that stuff, almost ever. My mom was a teacher, and I was a Journalism major. I just can’t use all those shortcuts and feel okay about them. It’s a sickness, and I can’t help myself. I’m not a perfect-grammar nazi or anything, but even on my blog, when I ‘cheat’ by starting a sentence with AND or BUT, or when I don’t use complete sentences, I have a little twinge of guilt. I totally admire those who can do the texting shortcut thing (and heck, I’m completely impressed with how FAST you can do it) but I just won’t be joining you any time soon.

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Thanks to those who asked for my white chili recipe. I would be glad to share with you, and will post it over the weekend – I know I have it in my computer somewhere.

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There were some lovely comments on my post yesterday about my mom, but one totally cracked me up. If you didn’t read the post, I talked about my mom’s obsession with playing cards (specifically, canasta) and her love of all things trivia. My friend Andy (Andrew Scott Turner, for those of you who have read his blog) said this:

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Great tribute! Do you think she's in heaven shouting at St. Pete "Not yet, I'm just about to meld!" Or "Did you know, every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings?"

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I’m still giggling about this. My mom, who most definitely is in heaven doing exactly those things, is also giggling – I’m sure of it. Thanks, Andy. You always make me laugh. Those of you who miss Andy’s brand of intellect and humor will be happy to note he’s back in the blog world, and you can check out his new blog, Long Patience.

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I hope you all have a nice weekend!