Halloween Candy

Boo!

Scary, right? I had a great, complicated plan to post my extreme poodle grooming picture for Halloween but hey. Just got the dog out of the bath. Odds are Bruce will be his usual wet mess.

Halloween candy. Now there's something I made time for.

And this year, I did it on my own terms! I decided I'd eat less candy if I waited until today to buy it. I was wrong.

Skittles and Snickers for dinner,

Corky

The World Series

I tuned into the World Series last night just in time for the final inning of the final game.


Or what I thought would be the last inning of the last game. You know, for the privilege of saying I 'watched' the series. Ended up staying up way too late. Dumb game wouldn't end.


What I want to know is when did baseball players start wearing baggy pants? Hardly makes the game worth watching.


Go Rangers! (I'll check the news in the morning to see if you won)
Corky

Ooglie Booglie

I'm so happy the weather is chilling down so I can get back to making silly hats like this...

: )
Corky

Extreme Poodle Grooming

We love this dog! His name is Bruce and he's our toy poodle.

He's cute. Sweet. Makes us laugh. He's stouter than most of his breed. Which isn't very poodley. And he's got a laid-back, don't-give-a-squeak-toy-about-nothing demeanor. If you say something Bruce doesn't like there's no yipping; he'll just look at you, *sigh* then turn and walk away.


Now that I think about it, Bruce could have picked that *sigh* thing up from Doolittle (but it was neither cute nor funny when Doolittle did it). 


Where was I? 


Oh. Ever since Dylan and I saw a TV show on extreme poodle grooming, we've been tossing around ideas, seeking ~ no! searching ~ for an extreme hairstyle worthy of Bruce. And now, just in time for Halloween, we've found it.


Stay tuned,
Corky Scissorhands 

Membership in MENSA

This past weekend, while at the Texas Book Festival, Charlotte and I picked up some MENSA membership information. I'm guessing since I got home with only papers for the 'Gifted Youth Program' that I've already eliminated myself from the process.


Ciao from somewhere in the lower 98th percentile,
Corky

Hope and Faith

Hope springing eternal is a sweet thing, isn't it? 

Having blind faith in other people's talents is another good one. For example, when I handed a stranger my camera at the state capitol and asked if she'd snap a picture, I assumed she'd get more of me, Kelly and Charlotte than just the tops of our heads.

Say cheese,

Corky

Southern Cookin' and Box Seats

These are box seats at the lovely Paramount Theater in Austin. 

This mornin' Kelly, Charlotte and I nearly froze our butts off in this beautiful place. 


We were there to see Paula Deen (she was a featured author at the 16th annual Texas Book Festival). I've never seen her television show but I know now why she's so crazy popular. She's great! Not great as in I-suddenly-wanna-start-cookin' but great like she's someone I'd like to have as a friend.

Droppin' my g's from now own,

Corky

Coolmint

Lori gave me some of these right before the reunion.

At first I was like 'cool!' Then I was like 'hey wait a minute.'

Minty fresh and mad,

Corky

Pumpkinhead

My new profile picture* is a tribute to my favorite Jamie Wyeth painting.

Boo!

Corky

*Thanks Lori for not following through on your threat of not snapping even one more picture.

Behavior Modification

It's a little strange to have a Monday and not be actively engaged in a diet. They say it takes two weeks to change a behavior. I believe that's how I mistakenly ate a salad for lunch. 


I'll try to do better at dinner,
Corky

The Reunion

The reunion was marvelous!

Here are some fools dancing.


Overall, the event was well attended. Activities were simple yet fun. Food and company, both excellent.






Best of all, neither Lori nor I took home the awards for 'Worst Dressed' or 'Mistaken For Our Mothers'. 


Congratulations to Lola for scoring both!


Rapture,
Corky

Homecoming Dance

The reunion so far has been fabulous!

You already know we were spectators at the Homecoming parade on Thursday. So I won't go into that.


Last night we attended the football game. We didn't arrive early enough to get very good seats but, I must say, my 'Wet Paint' sign worked sights and wonders in saving the seats around us. The 'Class of '81' sign garnered far less attention. I didn't recognize and/or remember most of the people who joined us. But they were fun!


The after party was crazy. Lori chose to go to the ladies room at the same moment Lola and I Coyote-Ugly danced on the bar so, lucky for me, there's no pictures of that and I've marked an item off my bucket list.


The Best of Times,
Corky

Friday's Plans

It's Friday! (and I hate that that Rebecca Black song now sticks in my head weekly ~ although hate is a stronger emotion than I'm willing to waste on a song ~ so ~ how am I already off track?)


Tonight is the long awaited Homecoming football game. woohoo. Lori and I will be arriving at the stadium early (probably) to save seats for our reunion-attending-classmates. She's got me making a sign to mark the spot. So watch for that. (She didn't elaborate on what the sign needs to say : ) 


We'll be leaving before the third quarter to go to the aFTerParTy!


Home by 10,
Corky


Oh. The Homecoming parade float thing didn't work out yesterday because the tires on Lori's former convertible were flat. On a related note, it's not really all the difficult to let air out of tires.

High School Reunion Countdown

It's sorta like Monday so here's my diet update.


In the fifteen days since I started the High School Reunion Diet, I've lost as many pounds. Sure, that's gross. But not as in nasty. As in 15 lbs total weight loss! 


My net weight loss is 4 pounds. 


There were a couple of lbs I may have dropped then refound ~ several times. I'm not certain but it seems there is a correlation between my weight jump and my queso consumption. And that is nasty. But not as in gross. As in cold-hearted and mean. 


Nine more salads,
Corky

How Many Fingers Am I Holding Up?

I'm trying to remember if I took a blow to the head earlier today for the following reasons:


1) I shook a bottle of salad dressing that didn't have the lid screwed on.


2) I walked into HEB and totally forgot why I had stopped by (this isn't really all that unusual).


3) I drove into Sonic to buy a gift card for Dylan's friend's birthday and asked the chick on the speaker for a golf cart.


Maybe I just need a nap. Or a bottle of wine.


ta,
Corky

Cheating at Scrabble

I'm hoping Diane doesn't read today's post because I'd rather her not know I finally found a better way to cheat at Scrabble on facebook. Some egghead (that I don't know but now LOVE!) created an anagram program for me. Woohoo! So even when the cruel Scrabble gods give me all vowels, I can come up with something better than 'SO' or 'AT'.


For example, these are the tiles I was dealt during a recent game...

I didn't want to be crass so I played 'ORCA'. Had I run the letters through Anagrammer 2.0 I would have discovered, shockingly enough, 'OCRAP' wasn't even one of the 28 options given. 'COPRA' was (I didn't even know copra was a word). Ka-ching! 18 points with a double letter instead of my crappy 6 points. 

Times are about to charge.

I <3 GEEKS!

Corky

All the Other Kids

Finally my kid and I have found a song we both like. You can find it here.


The tune is catchy. The lyrics are hard to follow but we sing along anyway. Loud. And we whistle there at the end. We're awesome like that. 


Only thing I don't like about the song is it's about homicide. Yea. Looked up the words just now. Damn. Thought the 'faster than my bullet' part was 'faster than my buddy'.


Out run my gum,
Corky