Did I Dream It?

So either sometime in the night my television visited my sub-conscience or I've had what could be like the greatest idea EVAH! I'm relatively sure this was some random stupid made up commercial that I heard/saw. If not perhaps I should run with it.

A Snuggie Swiffer. Imagine this picture but made out of a nice soft polishing fabric. Yep a head to toe suit of dust magnetic material you zip yourself into and then roll around the house. I see this as a dual purpose great idea. Not only will you be cleaning those floor to perfection - you will be getting great exercise.

My only challenge now is figuring out how to get up off the floor once I'm through cleaning.

You Can't Make Me........or can't you?

You can lead a horse to the river but you can't hold his head under water. Seriously, have you ever tried to help someone who desperately needed help while they were fighting against you like crazy.

I get a little weary of the excuses "well, it's not as easy as it sounds." "I'm just a weak person therefore I can't..............." "You don't have any idea what its' like." And my all time favorite "well, this just isn't about YOU."

Really? I'm pretty freaking sure if it affects me positively OR negatively I have the right to be figured into that equation somewhere. I'm not asking that it ALL be about me, but at least do me the courtesy of acknowledging that what you do does have an impact on MY life as well as your own.

Believe me, there is no one on earth more aware of where I really stand with a lot of people than I am - so I'm relatively sure I'm not the one making it all about ME.

Perhaps I'm not the one who is acting self centered, but I can assure you that eventually I will be the one who is acting unconcerned and that is not a happy place to be. At that point I can most definitely state that it WILL indeed be about me, and what I need for a change and what I want for a change and where I stand for a change and just where that line in the sand is that I refuse to step over even one more time.

I'm funny that way. I'm like a pan of bread. Once I'm done....I'm done. All that can happen by keeping up the heat is to make me burn.

Zombies?

I never gave much credence to the whole Zombie furor. And then...there was that unfortunate incident in Florida.

But that was far away from me and given the fact Zombies move really slowly I figured even at my age and weight I could probably manage to outrun them.

Then today, in a town just a few miles away I saw evidence that they are indeed already in Arkansas and apparently are partaking of only the upper halves of their victims.

I have to admit given the nice round firm booties on these plastic lovelies they probably should remain for posterity's sake. But one wonders......how the heck are they still standing without their heads and brains. If they were male I could understand it. Oh gosh! Did I say that outloud?!