Bfth's Boring Blog

We've arrived at April.  (Though it's still feeling very much like March or even February!  Who ordered the cold weather?  Who pissed off Mother Nature and why won't they stop it??? http://bfthsboringblog.blogspot.com/2017/03/mother-natures-revenge.html).  Today is the day to play pranks.  (Honestly, mine never work out so why even try?)  If you're pulling one, I hope you pull it off completely.  If you are BEING pranked, I hope you have a good sense of humor.  (And remember the Beatles will NOT be reuniting with Dhani Harrison and Julian and/or Sean Lennon filling in for their fathers. ) This April (specifically April 14th) marks four years of blogging for me.  And I'd like to thank you (whoever you may be) for reading. I blog/write because I want to.  Most of the time I write because I have something that I have to say; I feel strongly and passionately about the topic. Sometimes it just a silly something that has popped into m...

Sometimes strange/not terribly important things just suddenly dawn on me. The other day, from out the blue, it suddenly occurred to me that no one in my office (which I know is very small to start with) wears skirts...except me.  I don't mean rarely wear skits, I mean no one EVER wears skirts.  Really!  NEVER! I know I have been with this company just a little less than a year but I can't recall a single time that anyone in this office (again other than me) has worn a skirt.  I actually sat at my desk and thought about it for a few minutes.  When I started working in this office in the summer of 2016, there were eleven women who I saw/interacted with on a regular basis.  I can't recall a single time that one of them wore a skirt or dress. Meanwhile I, the paragon of fashion (NOT) have pretty much stuck to the same trend (more likely rut) that has "ruled" my working life.  Day 1:  shave legs; wear a skirt.  Day 2:  wear a longer...

It seems as if I've written a lot of complaints lately.  There was the tote bag issue with Charming Charlie (http://bfthsboringblog.blogspot.com/2017/01/not-so-charming.html) which NEVER was resolved.  (Oh Charlie, you have seriously lost any charm you once held for this customer who visited your store just about once a month and never walked out empty handed.) There was the non-lathering incident with Alba Shampoo (http://bfthsboringblog.blogspot.com/2017/03/wednesday-whine.html). There was also the Mead five star flex binder incident (not blogged about, but you can see what my issue was, especially as the company CLAIMS they don't break): And then this past week my laptop keyboard died.  (Started off with just the space bar not working, which made writing anything coherent difficult and when it was finally replaced, a whole bunch of other problems cropped up.  Never mind the fact that the thing never kept the right time.  I'd reset it day and after day a...

This SOMWaD (stressed out Mother, Wife and Daughter) is trying NOT to stress (any more than usual), get frustrated/angry and/or go on an emotional crying jag. I am failing miserably on all fronts.  Just WHAT is (or is NOT) going on in my son's brain? Ok, let me put this in perspective.  In the grand scheme of things, his recent forgetfulness (asked him 4 times to pick something up from a teacher he had last year after school...it NEVER happened) and lack of common sense (using Pledge as an air freshener and NOT waiting to see a teacher after school when she wasn't there at the exact time, but it was obvious that she WOULD be returning as other students were in her classroom) are no big deal.  His lack of focus on schoolwork (yes, it gets done, but forget going the extra mile for an assignment) But in the here and now, as they pile one on top of another, it's driving me over the edge.  (And remember I gave up alcohol for Lent!) It doesn't help that I truly ...

Clearly, we here in the Northeast have done something to seriously piss off Mother Nature. Maybe she's annoyed at the budget cuts to PBS...after all she's a Mother.  We all need PBS for our kids (sit 'em down for a 1/2 hour of "Curious George" and you've got a found 30 minutes to yourself) and ourselves (time for another marathon viewing session of "Downton Abbey")  And for those of you of a "certain age" (sigh...that would be me), you'll recall the Parkay margarine commercials that told us all "it's not nice to fool Mother Nature."  (And yes, it's still out there.  I had to Google it, but and it IS still available in spreadable, squeezable AND sprayable forms.  Aren't you glad I asked?) So Mother Nature is seriously pissed off.  Why else would she let us have a relatively calm winter?  Temperatures were moderate as was the snowfall.  (We had a little in December/January and our one "big" snow in Februa...

Ok, I know it's hard to read (because it's a scanned document/photo), but I received the above document yesterday. (It was dated 3/3/17, which tells you how fantastic our government and/or postal service works since it took 14 days from the date of the document to go appropriately 10 from the Hall of Records to my home.)  I am now officially UNAFFILIATED. The way I see it (and this is just the way I feel), the Republicans are despicable and the Democrats are disgusting. I like to consider myself a relatively "good" person (although that is debatable at times) and don't want to be associated with either of them.  (To be clear however, that doesn't mean that I think every elected official associated with one party or another is disgusting or despicable.  I do see a few reasonable officials out there who seem to have common sense, but sadly, those seem to be few and far between.  It appears to me that the majority are too busy covering and saving their ...

That is WHINE and not WINE (remember it's still Lent and I've given up wine/alcohol for the season).  What is there to whine about this Wednesday?  (Remember, we can ALWAYS find something to whine about if we try hard enough!)  Let's look at all the "horrible" things life has dished up. Yesterday's Snow Storm:  So we didn't get 24" like they said.  We didn't get 18".  On my block we probably got somewhere from 12" - 15".  It's hard to tell because it was blowing so hard (that's what Nor’easters do).  It started early Tuesday (like between midnight and two) and didn't end until after five (that's PM, not AM). I started shoveling (even with a snow blower you need to shovel; if only to get to the snow blower) before it was all over.  (It was starting to slow down, but that stinging sleet didn't make it a pleasant chore.)  The kid came out to help.  Then hubby came out ...