Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Splits

The Banana Splits television show? From the '70's? Never heard of it? Me neither, yet I've been asked more than a few times over the past years about it. When people question my viewing history, they usually start singing the theme song. You know, it goes like, "One banana, two banana, three banana four..." and I just sit there with an unchanging, dull look on my face. Nope, never heard of it. Never watched it.

Now, because I've been asked about the show often enough, I do know the chorus to the theme song but still don't know the basis of the show. Seriously, I don't remember it and I'm pretty sure I've never seen a single episode. With a show name and theme song about bananas, I just assumed and imagined cartoon bananas were dancing around most kid's TVs on Saturday mornings. That was until my SO decided to show me an actual episode on YouTube recently. 

Do you have any idea how ridiculous I thought it was, and how disappointed I am in now knowing that a show called Banana Splits, which has a theme song about bananas, doesn't even have a damn banana in it? Pfft. 



Friday, February 6, 2015

Sangria

White Sangria. Maggiano's Seasonal Sangria to be exact, is amazing. Of course, it goes without saying that having good company to share said Sangria with makes it even better.




Thursday, February 5, 2015

Seriously?

This is my night time project. Only I can get a necklace stuck on a chair as I'm wearing it and break it into 5 different, but thankfully fixable, pieces. And don't even get me started on which undergarments I forgot to pack in my gym bag today! Is it Friday yet?


Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Blog

People blog at desktops and laptops.
People blog in coffee shops. 
People blog on a sunny patio while enjoying a cool breeze.
People blog at peaceful retreats, and even on a beach. 
People blog from airplanes high above the Earth.
People should not blog in bed.
Posts like this happen in bed. 
Zzzzzz...




Monday

Yesterday I got up early and went for a 40 minute walk. Outside. It was 8 degrees. Sadly, this is just the start of the brutal Chicago winte...