apropos of anything

Long time, no post. Well, except for the one I deleted because I felt like it. (More on that in a moment.) It’s just that not much has happened, exactly, but I do have a few quick items for you:

Let’s start with the Saddest, Most Pathetic Thing EVER: At lunch today, Ken was talking about an anniversary party he went to this weekend, and how he was asking the couple questions about each other, a la the Newlywed Game

Ken: I learned pretty quickly not to ask her anything.
Huda: …because she had all the answers?
Ken: YES! She knew everything! I think she bought his clothes for him too because I asked her how tall he was and she didn’t even have to guess.
Huda: Well, the women typically do have all the answers. Did he know things about her?
Ivan: He probably did.
Huda: Do you know your wife’s sizes?
Ivan: I don’t even know my own pants size!
Ken and Huda: …
Ken and Huda: (snickering madly)
Ivan: She buys my clothes!
Ken: When was the last time you knew your pants size?
Ivan: …1993?

And move on to the whiniest thing ever: The amazing getupgrrl over at is taking some “maternity leave” from blogging now that Gefilte has finally arrived, partly to enjoy spending time with him, and partly because it’s not a house of miscarriage anymore. She may be back, or she may not; she hasn’t decided yet.The surprising part of this decision is how many people feel personally insulted that she’s decided to take down her archives to protect them from being reprinted without her permission or byline, as they have in the past.I didn’t realize it was selfish to do what you please with your own property. Thank goodness there are people around in cyberspace to educate me.

Wrapping up with… something a little different: I finally caved and hired a maid service to come out on Thursday afternoon — before all the weekend guests arrive, one in particular — but I am not sure if I have a confirmed appointment. I perused dozens of Web sites and interviewed several companies. One of them I really liked but they were quoting me as much as $400 for the initial cleaning. A second one I didn’t like at all, and a third I liked very much, services and cost both. It’s the third one that I ended up choosing; they were supposed to call this week to confirm the Thursday appointment, but I haven’t heard anything yet. If they flake out, life as I know it will be over. My place is not remotely clean, and there’s no way I’m going to be able to bring it up to scratch in the short amount of time I have left.I am about two hours away from devolving into rabid project manager mode and sending a short, polite email requesting a meeting or conference call.I think that may be a sign that I need a vacation.

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