Forn Mom

It’s kind of funny, the search terms people plug in that lands them on my page. The funniest one was “forn mom.” I thought it might be a typo, you know, like “porn mom” or something (boy, would they have been disappointed with my site). But, this happened not once, but on two different days. If someone knows what a “forn mom” is, please dish.

 

But, amazingly, the thing that is bringing in the most traffic is “Nosh,” the new restaurant in Modesto, co-owned by a friend of a friend. It’s too new to be showing up anyplace on line. So, as a customer service, I’m going to post their address on my site.

 

Hell week at work is officially over. The fictional budget was successfully forwarded to our Corporate analysts. I expect it to be mid-week before we begin round two. Still much to do and little time remaining. The long hours made me a little cranky, and more than a little tired. Yesterday, upon arriving home, I took a nap. I was having weird dreams, but then, that’s not unusual. I couldn’t remember any of them until this morning, when I was washing my hair.

 

 

In the dream, I was freaking out because my L’Oreal 6.1 was not working properly. I had a very light layer of the subtle yet very becoming light brown, but underneath, my hair had gone nearly white. I tried everything to fix it—combing over, moussing things around, but nothing helped. I contemplated spray paint, magic marker, anything to make it go away. I looked like a Polar Bear trying to camouflage with straw. I checked very closely in the mirror post-shower, and all is well.

 

 

Took the bikes in for tune ups and tire fixes. Was really looking forward to taking a ride this weekend, but Tuesday will have to do. I love my local bike shop. It’s a neighborhood place, with nice staff who know what they are doing. I’d liken it to the mom & pop bookstores that are now just a memory in most places. Which reminds me, I need to head out to Beers Books tomorrow and stock up on some good reads. Beers is the oldest bookstore in town. The man that owns it was profiled in this week’s Sacramento Bee. What they don’t mention is how he can do it for “the love of it.” His family made billions selling their various business interests to among others, ATT. It’s a damned fine bookstore, and always a treat to visit.

 

 

Last night the stars were out, the breeze was light, and the aroma of blooming trees and flowers surrounded me. Today is just as lovely. Tonight, I’m joining friends for dinner and laughs, which will make the perfect end to a perfectly perfect day.

 

Science has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny Spring day.

~ W. Earl Hall

Published on: Apr 30, 20