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Okay, I've become hooked on The Learning Channel.  The promo for Take Home Chef was on the other day and my son said to my husband "MOM SAID SHE' D LIKE TO TAKE HIM HOME WITH HER!"  But isn't that the point?  I mean the guy is obviously a great cook but if he were in my kitchen I'd be overheated and not from the stove.  I'm sure tons of females (and probably males) drool at the sight of him -- guess that's what makes a successful show.  As I keep on trying to explain to my husband -- the talented people don't win t.v. contests if they're ugly -- you just can't market ugly no matter how talented they are.

Just spent six hours downloading music on my new ipod.  I decided that since I was turning 50 and already in debt up to my ears I was going to get an ipod.  I'm hoping though -- the bigger picture  -- is now that I have music all the time I will feel creative and if I feel creative I will write and if I write maybe I'll sell something and maybe pay for the darn thing.  Tomorrow I look for podcasts.

I can tell I'm in the mood to write because I just spent five (okay an exaggaration) trying to pick out a color I like.   It kind of reminds me when I would carefully look for a "journal" (yeesh when I started writing they were called diaries -- and don't get me started on the word "journalling).  Just woke up from a long nap -- and I've had no time to cloud my mind with stupid stuff -- uh oh I'm thinking about it so I'd better write fast. 

Just woke up from a long long nap. Didn't sleep well this morning as my husband was taking his driving test (commercial license) and rode his bicycle to the test site.  I realized this morning how much I love him because I was waking up every five minutes from the time he left (6:00 a.m. -- I get up for work at 11:00 a.m. -- do the math).  He came home with a license and now he has to take another "course" so he can drive a bus/truck over state lines.  Of course I was half asleep when he told me and I said "over straight lines" which sent my son into gales of laughter (ah to be so easily amused at eight) and my husband who knows what a stickler I am for pronounciation said "State Lines".  Okay so it was one of those "you had to be there moments". 

I've been thinking a lot about turning 50. Next week.  Part of me feels very old and scared that I won't live to see my son grow up -- screw all the people who yammer about people having their kids "late" in life it took on a life of its own -- a blazing neon sign -- when I visited my oldest and dearest and oldest friend (we met on my 21st birthday) and looked at the pictures in his photo album.  I can look at his photo albums over an over and never get tired of them.  He takes great pictures.  Damn I was really cute in my 20's although I never thought I was.  So now I'm about to turn 50 -- hoping I live to be 100.