Some days I wake up with a song in my head. Sometimes it is annoying. And sometimes not. Todays song that popped up out of no-where in my brain is Allison Moorer's Alabama Song:

Accepting the challenge, this is my work environment. My home office. Where VelocIT is financially managed. Where I write my books. Where I create my blog posts. Where I usually eat breakfast and lunch. Normally I do not have my desk facing a wall. It makes me feel closed in. But our house is for sale and apparently it makes the room look larger if the desk is in the corner rather than angled out into the room. Because, you know, people like to buy houses with large rooms.

A. Two of my computers. Because I multi-task.

B. My headset. Enables me to be hands-free during conference calls and thus able to play more Solitaire and Whirly Word. Or surf blogs.

C. My cup of morning coffee. It is hopefully sitting far enough away from the computer that a spill wouldn't ruin the laptop.

D. Mail. I am the most horrible mail-sorter in the world. I desperately need a personal assistant to take care of just the mail. I seriously let it pile up until it takes over, then I sort and file and shred.

E. My extra laptop. Various cords and power cables for all of my cameras, phones, and computers. I realize there is probably a better way to organize these things but since I use them quite often, it seems silly to pack them away in a file box or something.

F. A giant wall clock given to me by my mom for Christmas. It does not show the correct time because the battery is dead in it. That thing eats batteries like I eat Cheetos. Note the wall color: Harry's Bar Pink. I read an article in House Beautiful magazine about the best wall colors for people who are brunettes. And this pink color from Harry's Bar in Venice was one of the best colors. So of course, I HAD to paint my office a color that complements me! It is a more subdued color in person. This photo makes it look much brighter.

G. My iphone charging on top of my notebook. I keep constant notes of what I do each day, who I talked to, conference call notes, etc. And my to-do lists are kept in these notebooks also. Go ahead, ask me what I was doing on March 13, 2008. I can actually pull out a notebook and tell you.

H. Rocky and Max. The schnauzers! They hang out under my desk or right around the wheels of my chair. Then I roll my chair back to get up and run over a dog or two.

Sitting at my desk if I look to my left, there is the doorway into our library. If I turn my chair around I am looking out a large window onto my front lawn:

The originator of this meme is Laurin Evans

 Take Me to the Laces Heel
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$ 119.99

This is a shoe that you can wear year-round. In the fall and winter, pair it with tights. In the spring and summer, wear these shoes like you would any other sandals. And the color goes with everything.

There is obviously some serious discrimination going on in the styrofoam industry that no one has dared mention until now. I have decided to be the first person to bust this whole scam wide open. Who's with me?

Do you see what I'm talking about?

Why do the male styrofoam heads get ears and the female ones don't?

The male head has his eyes open but the female one has her eyes closed to shield her from...what? Perhaps that fact that the male styrofoam head has ears?

The male nose has nostrils. The female one? Nope.

And note the cheekbones. Male: pronounced. Female: nonexistent.

Obviously this needs to be turned over to an organization with more political pull than I have. Maybe I'll alert the National Organization for Women. Or the EEOC. Or Jesse Jackson.

I don't know yet. But someone, somewhere is going to hear from me.

Names have been covered to protect the innocent. This is from my Facebook feed this morning. I thought it was rather amusing. None of the discussion or comments are by me. My contribution to the conversation was to post it on here.

Last night we were watching James May's Toy Stories on BBCAmerica. It was the Plasticine episode where James recruits some 2,000 people to help create an entire flower garden out of plasticine for the Chelsea Flower Show. By the way, Plasticine is a modelling clay that was created back in Victorian times and is quite popular in England.

But none of that is the point of this post. The point is that during the flower show Patsy made a guest appearance.

What? You don't know who Patsy is?

Patsy is the incomparable sidekick of Eddy Monsoon on the BBC's Absolutely Fabulous. One of the best tv shows of, well, ever! See her below on the right.

Patsy's name in real life is Joanna Lumley. I was severly addicted to Absolutely Fabulous for the years that it was running on BBC America. I was heartbroken when the series ended.

AbFab was about the lives of two alcoholic, fashion and fad obsessed women. It doesn't sound that funny when I write it out like that. But you know how British humor can be so elegantly funny while poking fun at just about anything.

Oh, I just read that Joanna Lumley was a Bond Girl way back in 1969. So now we know about how old Patsy was. Because Patsy would never tell her age. And she only ate food twice. She basically lived on alcohol and cigarettes.

I know. I know. At this point you are wondering why I like Patsy so much. Well, I don't have an explanation for you. She was just ridiculous. And highly fashionable. And she got into some hilarious escapades with Eddy. And best of all, no matter what, she stood by her friend Eddy.

The perfect shoe for this autumn: Diane Von Furstenberg Guardian at Zappos

Toot and I have been going to the local library/civic center every day this week so she can play in the fountain. I even wrote about it already today. But that post was written earlier, before we made our daily trip there. So here I am writing a second post of the day. I wasn't sure whether to write this since I didn't want to look judgemental. Then I happened upon a fridge magnet that gave me permission.

There were several people and children at the fountain. We had the schnauzers with us so I sat on some rocks by the side of the fountain because the schnauzers are scared of water fountains. And thunder (but that's another story.)

There were these two women at the fountain. And God help me, but I just had to write about them. They looked as if they came straight off the website People of Walmart. They were, um...well, ah,...I guess you could say they were of the redneck persuasion. And believe me, I know a redneck when I see them. I was raised in Mississippi after all.

The older woman was maybe in her 50's and just plain forgot to wear her dentures today, bless her heart. And the younger woman was maybe in her 20's although it was really hard to guess her age. She had a mullet and some bad tatoos. I am not kidding. I guess I should have taken pictures but I was so entralled with them that it didn't cross my mind.

But the worst part was that these two women were taking pictures themselves. Disturbing pictures. They took turns laying and standing in various suggestive (and down-right sleazy) poses in the water fountain while taking each other's pictures. It was awful and yet mesmerizing.

And there were poor innocent children around the entire area! I mean, the women weren't naked, thank God. But oh, if you could have seen them! I was torn over what to do. Should I have approached them and maybe suggested that it wasn't the time or place for that stuff? And yet, you really, really don't want to anger a redneck woman.

So I took the chicken way out. I loaded the dogs back into the car and called my daughter to leave. Let someone else be the hero.

So this week....it has been a bit meh. Not much going on to report.

Our house is on the market so we have showings frequently. Which means I have to keep everything in sparkling order and ready for viewings. And when someone does come to see the house, Toot and I have to vacate with the dogs. Because people don't really want the owners, their child, and the dogs around while they view their potential new abode.

One place we have been enjoying is the water fountain by our library. It is one of those fountains that sprays up out of the ground. There are never very many people there. Most of the time we have the place to ourselves.

When we were in NYC a couple of weeks ago, we did lots of sightseeing. We went to the Statue of Liberty. We endured the crowds! It was magnificent and awe-inspiring and crazy hot outside. But Toot's favorite part of that day? Running through the water fountains in Battery Park. Their fountains were similar to ours here but on a larger scale. We practically had to drag her away from the water that day so we could grab lunch and go on a round of museum visits.

Oh, and on a completely unrelated note, our town and part of our county now has public transportation. This may not seem like a big deal to people who live in cities but for small towns and cities, public transportation is unheard of. We now have city buses that drive a route around our area of the county. This is so great. Now the elderly have a way to get to the doctor easily. People without cars are no longer housebound or dependent on rides with friends. Even students who attend the local college can use the buses since one of the stops is at the college. And those of us who would like to help do our part for the environment now have the option of public transporation rather than getting our cars out and wasting gas!