The Lemur, she has returneth.
September 16, 2008
And just in time for her 47th birthday. She is in search of the the wonderful, flaming, sweet cakes. Give her the sweet cakes and all shall live peacefully in the village…
The UKLemur, Mr. Hulme, is celebrating his birthday today as well. He is not as old as this Lemur, but his cakes - they are just as sweet. May a happy birthday-ish delicious time be had by you, Mr. Hulme!
In non-lemur news…
Goddamn. Post surgical depression sucks with a capital f-ing S.
Thanks to everyone for waiting. Thanks to you all for your extraordinary patience. And a special thank you to those who held my hand and walked me through it.
Now, back to our regularly scheduled program, already in progress.
Everything is going fairly well in The ‘Hood. All of the rowdy neighbor kids are back in school. The fire damage a couple houses down is slowly being repaired. The sights and sounds of autumn are in the air.
But what is this?
Someone who lives within hearing range of our home has a new live-in girlfriend. And they get tipsy and loud on a regular basis while sitting in front of bonfires in their backyard. And have lover’s spats in front of their house at 2 am. AND… they like to do it in their kitchen. Noisily.
They are relatively nice folk, though, so it’s somewhat tolerable and amusing.
However, I feel bad for them - because little do they know, every goofy, noisy thing they do will be talked about on this blog. Bwahahaha.
And now another tidbit for those of us who are occasionally afflicted with the dreaded earworm. You know, those songs that get stuck in your head and cycle repeatedly until you pass out or have to visit your shrink to get rid of them? That is an earworm.
Here’s my latest one. It’s from some commercial for Norfolk Southern trainlines and I was lucky enough to find it online. Ravi Krishnaswami of Sacred Noise in New York and Steve Kolander of J. Walter Thompson in Atlanta composed it especially for NS.
Now that I have learned it and have sung it a million time in its entirety, it may fade away. (I doubt it, though - because I will hear *you* singing it obsessively and it will start me up again. Ha!)
That’s all for now, kittens. More again soon.
XoxoXOxox

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OMG!! You’re back :jumps up and down with reckless abandon:
Here, have a piece of cake –>> http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/moose53/MINIS/BIRTHDAYS/FlamingBirthdayCake.jpg (Better blow it out before you bite it) :huge snicker:
Glad you’re back and kicking @$$ again
Hugs.
Barb
PS: Tell your doctor about the post-surgical depression. Been there, done that. Got a degree in it actually. First surgery my Mom ever had at age 74, same thing happened to her. It’s a chemical ‘thingie’. They can give you a “BETTER DRUG” that won’t do that to you. Make sure there’s a note about the reaction in your permanent records. BIG HUGS.
Happy, happy, happy birthday!
I was afraid I’d be coming back to your post from August to leave you good wishes. I’m so happy to see you back up & at ‘em.
I’ve kept you in my happy thoughts & will continue to do so.
*hugs*
Jake
PS - Oh my God! Did my new love & I unknowingly move in down the block from you? How embarassing! We’ll try to keep it down.
Aw! You really do love us. You’re back - and with a musical download bonus! Missed you and the lemurs - Happy Birthday - Glad you’re doing better… ((hugs))
Glad you’re ok! Welcome back. Happy Birthday!
hooray! you’re back! depression can go suck an egg…you’ve got better things to do.
Happy 47th year of existence…in your current lovely shell, that is. Now don’t forget to call your parents to thank you for all their hard work, love, and patience that went in to making you who you are today.
what ever happened to that cute Olive Oyl and Wolfman couple who live(d) nearby?
Glad you’re OK and safe. Warm hugs, snuggles n stuff
xx BB