Here I am, blogging on a Friday night

Yes, here I am blogging on a Friday night.

Isn't it Tragic???????????????????????????????????????? Question mark overload.

Here's a Refreshing Tale: The other day, when I asked somebody that I met what he did for a living ( a guy in his 40s at least, at a meeting ), he said, "I own a wealth management firm."

I was thinking: Did you go to wealth management school for that? I am just wondering, how do I get involved? Because it seems like it would be fun to manage other people's wealth all day. There have to be some awesome perks...

Well, if you have read the blog in the past, you know that I enjoy commenting, we shall call it, on other people's fashion choices. I have been seeing a lot of boots (all kinds of boots!!!) and long hair lately. One bank customer's hair was down to her butt. So I am wondering, are guys really into long hair?? Because I remember in high school I thought I had to have long hair because everyone else did. However, I thought that most people outgrow that peculiar stage after age 18. If it looks good on you, I understand.
But does it have to be a necessity?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Question mark overload.

Oh yeah, the boots I understand. They can be sexy, and they usually look good.

Enough: Frickin' Friday Rants.

Alice

(ndh)

Saucy Hint: Reading My Blog Is Good For You

Doing a longer post is tops on my list....

The other day I was in Tom Thumb grocery store. I noticed an 8-year old girl with tiny braids in her hair talking on a cell phone in the DAIRY AISLE. As I approached, she seemed to be telling a friend on the phone very emphatically: "It's just NASTY. It's nasty, nasty, nasty." I stood gaping in horror. I strained to hear WHAT, IN THE WORLD was so nasty, but I did not hear much of the rest of the conversation, which was the disappointment of my day.

A few minutes later, during the same very entertaining visit, I saw her walking in another part of the store, and she was STILL ON THE PHONE. You be the judge, gentle reader.

I have been listening to: Kesha. I bought a recent double CD with the Animal and Cannibal CDs both inside. I am not sure why she is so popular sometimes. Despite this, I still like her CDs. Alot. Oh, it's Ke$ha, I mean.

The weather is always windy, lately. When is all the wind going to go away??

Keep being NON-festive.

Love,

alice
(n.d.h.)

Go read a book

I will do a post s o o n.

I recommend reading Palo Alto, by James Franco. It is only a compilation, of short stories...


Give love, peace, hope and luck.

Alice

Life Is ... You Fill In The Blank

Gentle Readers:

Brief but to the point:
I do not enjoy seeing holiday outfits on people ... do you?? (One or two accessories is fine, but)... today I saw a nurse (LVN)at a Dallas clinic (in Garland) wearing halloween scrubs with candy corn, and treats on them. I normally see these types of horrific displays at Christmas time only, but apparently people are getting more Daring and Spooky with their clothing right now. I do not see how this is attractive. Let me be the one to say it : during the festive days leading up to Halloween, (unless it is a real halloween costume), any ghoulish outfit makes you look, either, like: a fat pumpkin, OR a walking bag of candy.

It's the top 3 irresistible highlights for the day (Comment with your own highlights, gentle readers !) : Today, I ...

woke up early to take a test...

received a poke, when I got blood drawn (at the same clinic where I spied the nurse) ...

and

received an unwanted dis (that is all I will say right now, but think of the opposite sex)...

Oh yeah, I am back and better than ever.

Thank you, god, for:

the 3-in-one special.

Alice

bbb is back ...

I promise to do a post soon.

COMING SOON, I swear...

A friend (W. is his name) told me yesterday that "no one is original anymore." This could be interpreted in many ways.

But, I do not think this is true.

Thank you for visiting.

Been doing things, and going to school.

Peace
Alice
bbb
(blogging brunette bombshell. This is the nickname I invented for myself. See? Original. I am getting tired of the nickname. But oh well.)

Don't You Wish Your Girlfriend Was a Blogger Like Me??

having trouble posting...
Love

Alice

n.d.h.

Doing A Post While Multitasking

Hello, Lively, Ordinary, readers:

I will do a post soon. Been busy with: little things.

Be aware of what you can do for the homeless and also other people.

Listening to the radio, and sometimes Cds. ( I know that is not much information).

love
Alice

If You Are Debating Between This Blog Post, And Another Blog Post, Read This One

Of course you should always read my blog over any other.
That is my explanation for the above statement, and title of this blog post.

I am dividing the blog into two main subjects of interest. (These are only Guidelines!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Exclamation mark overkill. You may proceed to the area that most interests you:

I. Traveling Milk For Babies
and

II. What I am Worrying About
In the interest of Me Wanting to Eat, I will keep everything as short (succinct) as possible:
I. Traveling Milk for Babies.
I was in Saint Monica church in Dallas earlier today. It was an afternoon mass. I sat near the back so as to make a Quick-As-Lightning escape just in case I became severely disillusioned or bored.
As I casually glanced to the left, I saw a chubby baby in a stroller, about nine months old. I observed that the boy was not crying and how patient he seemed to be. Soon after, I noticed the back of his stroller. The baby had a BACKPACK OF TRAVELING MILK with him. I was ... ALMOST JEALOUS. I have never seen this, ever...
The backpack had a straw that led to the baby's mouth so he could take a drink of milk whenever he pleased. The infant's very chubby mother seemed to think this was nothing new. Yes, dear readers, I did stare for a few seconds at the BACKPACK OF TRAVELING MILK. While not the most exciting thing in the world, the BACKPACK OF TRAVELING MILK seemed to make the baby happy, and said luggage certainly made my church trip more exciting.

II. What I am Worrying About

For those poor souls who skipped to this portion, the only, singular thing I am worrying about is ... How Can I Choose A Retail Electric Provider?????????????????????????????????????????
Question mark overkill.
(I got this from an Oncor advertisement).


Other than that, in my life I am reading about Patient assessment and listening to the BBC News at night.

Good luck choosing an electric provider and also the proper detergent,

love

Alice
blogging brunette bombshell ( I am tired of this phrase ... but using it anyway for now).