http://lifeonhysterialane.wordpress.com Kicking and Screaming my way to a Better Life.... Thu, 03 Jul 2008 17:07:30 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en I got invited to go to Cape Cod for the holiday weekend.  I opted out.  I thought I would visit some old friends over the long weekend.  Then I thought again.  Maybe I'll go to the beach.....Oh, that's right...I haven't put on a bathing suit in 20 years....Well, at least ... http://lifeonhysterialane.wordpress.com/2008/07/03/too-fat-for-fun/ I started cleaning out my food pantry today.  With about half of its contents presently on the kitchen floor, I have been surprised to find what has been hiding amidst cans of baked beans and bottles of vinegar.  Aside from shelf after shelf filled with items that expired before Elvis did, I uncovered:    1.  ... http://lifeonhysterialane.wordpress.com/2008/07/02/lost-and-found/ I was on a mission this morning.  Having a list full of errands to accomplish in only a short time, I raced into the grocery store, huffing and puffing down each and every aisle.  Grabbing my change from the checkout person, barely looking up, I ran back toward the parking ... http://lifeonhysterialane.wordpress.com/2008/06/26/the-friendship-pin/ I used to think I had some modicum of class....until Saturday.  I met my friend for a late lunch where we spent several hours chatting and just catching up.  While we talked, I sipped (ok-gulped) my diet soda.  Our very conscientious waitress was quick to refill my beverage without my even ... http://lifeonhysterialane.wordpress.com/2008/06/23/you-can-dress-em-up/ Talking just to hear my head roar......that's what I thought I had been doing lately with this blog.  After 90 posts (a tiny number in the real blogging world, but monumental for me) I was begining to feel like a broken record, with very little of substance to report.  Nothing ... http://lifeonhysterialane.wordpress.com/2008/06/20/the-missing-link/ So I'm driving down the road today and what do I see but a policeman driving by while talking on his cell phone.....without a head set.  Call me crazy, but I assumed the cell phone law applied to all  drivers (even policemen).  Don't get me wrong.  I have great respect for ... http://lifeonhysterialane.wordpress.com/2008/06/14/the-hypocritical-oath/ I'm thinking of taking up Greek folkloric dancing.  I went to a Greek festival and was completely moved by the dancing.  The only word that comes to mind (besides "sweaty" and "stamina") is JOY.  I was overcome with feelings of happiness just watching these young men and women dance the dance ... http://lifeonhysterialane.wordpress.com/2008/06/08/its-all-greek-to-me/ I'd recognize the tan legs and Nikes from a mile away.  I'm usually quite a sociable person, but I would have done just about anything to avoid this next conversation.   There was no way around it.....no way of denying that I was clearly deciding on what flavor of ice cream ... http://lifeonhysterialane.wordpress.com/2008/06/04/busted/ AND NOW FOR THE LOWDOWN ON LAST NIGHT'S SPEAKING ENGAGEMENT:   I wondered if they would like it.   I sweat like I was filming a Gatorade commercial.  I coughed like I was filming an asthma medication commercial. My talk could have been longer. My veal couldn't have been better. A nervous young scholarship recipient quietly told me that ... http://lifeonhysterialane.wordpress.com/2008/06/03/lowdown-on-the-showdown/ Well, folks, I'm in full-blown Hysteria mode now, as I am making final preparations for my speaking engagement this evening.  I thought that it would get easier, particularly since I am using a portion of the material I am already familiar with.......but....Nooohhoooooo.... My asthma is kicking in and I already can't remember ... http://lifeonhysterialane.wordpress.com/2008/06/02/crawling-the-talk/