I really, really, really wanted a Snuggie. I would've settled for a Slanket. I didn't get one -- and perhaps that is for the best. I doubt that I would leave the sofa if I was draped in a blanket with sleeves. Why? I can't think of one good reason. And now this. Are they kidding me? I have a laptop, a cellphone and a new mattress at home. I can take calls and log into my work computer from the privacy of my own bedroom. Why am I getting up before the buttcrack of dawn and risking my life in drive time traffic in order to work in a cubicle? No. Don't answer. I know why. My paycheck is my motivation. But do you really think anyone would notice (or even ask any pointed questions) if I showed up for work on a Casual Friday in a Hoodie-Footie? I'm almost willing to find out...
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
I know that I need to move past the Super Bowl. This weekend brings two events that I've been looking forward to for a long time -- Olympics opening ceremonies and Valentine's Day. I'm so excited about the Olympics that I've already planned a meal to be served in front of a giant-screen television while athletes from around the globe parade past me in ski gear. Let the games begin! And Valentine's Day -- well, I know for most people it's a holiday of fear. For many years, I celebrated Valentine's Day as tradition dictated. As a single woman, I spent the night alone with a cat and a good book -- and I had a GREAT time. I think it's too bad that people feel pressured to be romantic on Valentine's Day. It's the same as people feeling pressured to drink and be merry on New Year's Eve. There's nothing worse. When I was a kid Valentine's Day was about showing the people you love that you love them. My mom always gave my dad a Car & Driver magazine and a bag of candy orange slices. That's it! That's all it took. It's the little things that really matter. And so I'm moving forward...I'm looking ahead...to the Olympics and Valentine's Day...but I couldn't help but notice this sister to the "Betty White" Snickers ad that aired during the Super Bowl. I think the TV spots are a little ageist -- but I also think that a sense of humor is a woman's best asset -- and a really great sense of humor will never sag beneath your belly button. And did I mention that I love Aretha Franklin! She's a hometown girl.
Monday, February 8, 2010
It's totally post-modern...you have to piece the bits together in your own mind, but the best commercial of the most-watched Super Bowl ever turned out to be the most romantic. I didn't even like the Budweiser Clydesdale commercial all that well -- and that one usually makes me weep like a professional. Someone should make a screenplay out of this Google ad...oops maybe someone already did.