IT'S TIME TO GET OUT OF DODGE

I am not really a horoscope person but I read them for a laugh on my coffee break at work and sometimes I take thier advice.  Last week  ( I am an Aquarius)    it said it was time to "Get out of Dodge".        It made me laugh because that is just what the doctor ordered.    I am leaving this morning to go to Las Vegas with my girlfriends from work.   Haven't been there in 20 years and I am ready to go with camera in hand.      

On top of it all,  it's raining like crazy this morning and I am already dressed for sunshine.     Yeahhh.           This morning I took my son out for breakfast and then drove him to work.    Thought I was organized,  suitcase is at the door,  and took the garbage out so it won't go rank while I'm away......     stopped to pick him up and slipped on the wood stairs that were soaking wet and seriously went crashing down.    Watch flew off,  glasses landed in the garden,   the whole bit.

Good thing I'm built like an oxen because I slammed my left hip, and shoulder onto the deck.   Scraped up my elbow, and have a major tissue bruise on my left wrist.    Really,  I am still hurting.    Couldn't even cut my eggs benedict with the fork and knife sore....     Had trouble picking up my teacup sore.      Reach for the Ibuprofen sore.    That kind of sore.        Will this day dampen my spirit.    Spoil my enthusiasm?       Not going to let it.              Funny thing is - my ex-husband called me at 3 in the morning last night when he was driving home to tell me he hit a deer on the road.     Are you kidding me?      You'd think we live in the mountains or something.     He was very upset because the poor thing was suffering and he had to call the police to come and shoot it,   and the whole front of his Jetta is smashed.    Bent the hood even.    He said he had hair coming out of the grill.      Sorry - but I started laughing because it's so rediculous.   You know that someone is trying to tell you something when bizaare stuff occurrs that just doesn't make any sense at all.     But what are they trying to tell us?        So -   what next?      

Stay tuned because it just keeps getting better and better and more rediculous every day.

So ----   I'm leaving town.     I think it's safer.        Going to Las Vegas.     Gonna take pictures in the fountain for my gallery of "girlfriends in fountains all over town series"......       and just gonna go have a little more fun.

I hope you're good when I'm gone.   (5 days)     and that you don't slip on any wet stairs or catch any Bambi's in your headlights.           

Ciao.  I'll call you when I get back.   ( or blog ya,  or something like that)

Julie            

THEY'RE COMING IN FROM THE COLD..........

......  and I don't like it!     It's those long legged spiders - usually dark browny black - huge things with beady eyes - and they just show up out of no-where.   It's that time of year.   Not a Halloween thing - but a fall thing.    They are cold, and want to come inside apparently but I have not invited them.....      They  scurry along the floor like giant A T Walkers  ( you know those big lanky machines from Star Wars that set out to invade the countryside).   I think they were in those Japanese "B" movies too kind of like Planet of the Apes.  They always play intimidating music and zoom in on their faces in those movies.     Anyways,   I want to know where they come from?    I live in an apartment on the 2nd floor!      and I've looked around and I have baseboard moulding around the walls!   Do they come up the bathtub hole?     If so,    how do they climb up the slippery sides?   Under doorways,   I mean this is a retro building so I guess it's possible.   Climb up the outside walls like ninja's and wait for me to open the sliding door on the balcony?   Surely they are not that smart.      As soon as you see them,  they take off under the couch you are sitting on or in my case the big ottoman that my feet are resting on.   I am afraid to put my feet on the floor so I slide the ottoman aside  because it's on rollers and the hardwood floors make that pretty easy.    The spider is nowhere to be found.      Now this bothers me even more that I don't know where its gone.   He was a big guy and he just disappears?  How can I go to bed and sleep peacefully when he ( and I'm sure it's a he)    could just roam in there and decide he is going to make his way up to higher ground?

It's unsettling.    I know there are people who carefully slip spiders onto a piece of paper and let them out the door.   Well thank you very much because like I said earlier,   they come right back in uninvited - and likely after they have increased their family 10 fold.    All they did was go out and tell the rest of the gang that they found an easy way in  I'm sure of it.   They hop on crates and come into your grocery store on fruits from other places even.   Like gypsy's travelling around the globe for free and making a home whereever they feel like it.      Now I get the circle of life thing and all but I'm sorry,    I am keeping a big old army boot close by so I can get him before he gets me.       And don't go getting all mad at me over this because if I had a cat and the cat got him before me,  no-one would be all over the cat I'm sure.    Disney could make a movie about this whole thing and I liked Charlotte's Web when I was a kid by the way.   But it's just not the same.   These beady eye, hairy legged A T Walkers would do well to stay in the barn and spin a big old web.    There they would live happily ever after.    That would be a good Disney ending.   The spider and me both live happily ever after.

So that's it.   That's today.      

Julie.