I like free form with my waffles

Watching Grey's Anatomy
Can't tell if it's a rerun or not
Ate gluten-free waffles, syrup
One with butter, one with peanut butter
A little milk, decaf coffee
Made me smile

Been having trouble with the front door lock
Fight with the key just to get it out
Finally couldn't get it out this morning
Cyndi had to leave work to help
And of course
She was able to get it out
She sounded a tad put out
Maybe more than a tad
Said we'll have to replace the lock
In a voice that doubled as Thanks for breaking my door
Did I? I don't think I did
Have had problems with it since I moved in
So why do I feel shameful, guilty
The family relationship
Has a way of turning on you
When you need it most

And yes, just finished reading Ty's blog
That's why I'm writing like this
Not in the mood to be original

I heart weekends

Required viewing

Please, go see Michael Moore's latest documentary, Sicko. Ok, ok, so he's kind of a schlub. But he highlights an issue near and dear to my heart, America's lack of standardized health care. It's mighty hilarious, too.

"LOVED ...

... your 'Blame it On the Rain' memory today."

— E-mail from M.T., graciously complimenting a write-up that only girls and gay men would appreciate

Skidmarks in Hill Country: An itinerary with little commentary

I went to the Hill Country — Austin, Fredericksburg, Enchanted Rock State Natural Area, Luckenbach and Wimberley — with my old pal Mandy this weekend. We stayed with her sister Rachel and her husband and 3-year-old. Rachel drove us to Enchanted Rock, where Mandy and I watched her sister and toddler son literally run up to the top while we languished halfway. Well, while Mandy languished halfway ... heh heh! Hey, she'd stay back and languish with me if the script was flipped. For a late lunch, we ate at Hondo's in Fredericksburg, a favorite of me and Brian's. Then we stopped off in Luckenbach, of Waylon Jennings fame. I'd never been, but boy does it look like the movie set of an old Western. We made like total tourists and bought t-shirts before heading to Wimberley. I'd barely heard of this hamlet, much less had been there. Oh my ... it's one of the most darling Texas towns I've visited yet. Our purpose was to catch Ratatouille at the Corrall Theater at "dark-thirty," which in this case, was around 9:30 p.m. It, literally, is a rectangle of pasture with a big white surface in front of some rusted folding chairs, some Wal-Mart plastic chairs and some second-hand wooden bleachers. Popcorn was 50 cents. Talk about darling; that was the most unique movie experience I've ever had. After the movie, we drove back to Austin, tired and dirty. After a round of showers, we were DONE.

It's the second time I've visited the area in as many months. It never, ever gets old.

Rrrrippp

Ouch! The lengths I go to.