About Me
- Name: Robyn
- Location: United States
Once upon a time, I was rotten. Spoiled rotten. Rotten Robyn. But then, a particular Pastor who hates poodles got down on his knees (on a pillow of course) and popped the question in a very Prince Charming way presenting me with a big diamond ring and proposing we spend the rest of our lives together. That's right - me and the Pastor. A man of God. A Bible scholar. A Ph.D. person. Someone who has the power to cast out demons. Me - I read magazines with pretty pictures. He shops at Goodwill, I prefer my clothes new and I don't like to repeat outfits. Want to see what happens next? Do I take everything he says and turn it into some sort of "Theology for Blondes?" Do you know where I can get a manicure pedicure in Nepal? One thing is for sure, I try to make church a prettier place. Amen.
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cursed, pretty panties & lucky tidy whities
Oy. Got slightly prettied up for a "date". Not full blown pretty. Just a change in the wardrobe and a freshening up of the makeup. Fingernails pretty too. Turns out maybe I shoulda stayed home and just read my bible instead. Oy again.
My son told me once a year or so ago that he had "lucky underpants". Oh, the things kids come up with. How he made this determination, what distinguished one pair of tidy whities from another, I will NEVER know. Or for that matter how he knew which pair was the lucky pair. Maybe he thinks all of his underwear is lucky, and that's why it's so blissful to be a kid. I am completely convinced I have not one single pair of lucky underpanties, but I know of at least one unlucky pair. And I wore them yesterday. I specifically recall the last two times I wore them I was not pleased with the outcome of my day. Since I have like 80 or so pairs of panties, I guess I should take them out of circulation, regardless of how pretty they are.
Oy. I love that word. I could so be Jewish. Just what Oklahoma needs, another single, Jewish girl. Except for the fact that I've got those piercings. Is their forgiveness in the Jewish faith for piercings if you let them grow back in? I've never gotten a tattoo, so I'm not completely a lost soul. Can you be Jewish and have a surname like "Riley"? Don't you think Jesus looks, as he is most often portrayed, like the type of guy who would have worn an earring, you know, back in 1987?
I'm all over that Kosher thing. No meat in the same bowl with anything else. The whole no yeast thing. No meat with cheese. No pork. Let's kill the animals differently. Damn, all this talk about food is making me hungry. I don't even know what a matzoh ball is, and yet it really sounds good right now.
Oh - one more thing. Two movies start this weekend - "Cellular" and "Resident Evil". Both of these movies look unbelievably bad and completely corny. So I only have one thing to say. Double feature.
-Robyn...machen a tzimmis (yep, go look it up)
- posted by Robyn @ 1:00 AM
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