July 23, 2010
We were watching television last night and saw that there are questions about Chelsea Clinton and what she will be wearing for her upcoming nuptials. I did some very quick googling to see what the answer was, and found that there are more questions about her marriage than I could have imagined. I have a tendency to live my own life and ignore the lives of celebrities and politicians, but sometimes you can't help but see what is going on out there.
Apparently, there are quite a few questions about the interfaith relationship these two kids are having. Chelsea is Methodist, and her fiancee is Jewish. I could see where this may be an issue. I have decided that I really don't care what they will be doing, but I was amused by the one quote I saw about people having opinions. "Two Jews, three opinions." I had never heard that before, but I will admit that I do not know a lot of Jewish people.
The opinion I do have now that I have finished my all of thirty second evaluation of Chelsea's wedding situation, is that I am VERY glad no one is evaluating my every move. I cannot imagine what it would be like if there was some dude with a British accent telling everyone that Steve is wearing gray mesh shorts from the Champion collection at Target and a white tee shirt most commonly found in a package by Hanes, also at Target... That is what I was wearing when we saw the show about Chelsea's dress.
Right after that Beth talked me into running to a store to see the appliances we may be purchasing. The store was closing in 20 minutes, so there was a bit of a rush. Beth was almost out the door when she wondered why I was retreating to the basement quickly. Normally, I do not leave the house in a white tee shirt unless I am wearing a polo shirt over it. I had run to the basement to get a knit polo. Beth amused herself at the thought of me running to the store in my gray shorts and white tee. We decided it may have worked out better in the long run as the salesperson might have given us a deal, or tried to talk us into a smaller fridge. "You may need one that will fit better in your trailer home", I imagined them saying.
It goes back to my upbringing. As a kid, my mother normally had us dressed rather nicely to leave the house. Church even meant a suit when I was a kid. I remember one time when we were going to the grocery and I was so thrilled to be wearing shorts. That was an exciting day. I was allowed to wear shorts that day since I had just had a wart on my knee frozen at the doctor's office. You know how they balloon up and look like a blueberry? Long pants would have been a bad idea. Can you imagine being excited to wear shorts in public? Of course, I think I was still wearing dressy shoes. Geek alert.
So you can see how it comes to be that I will not wear my underwear to an appliance store. At least not on the outside of my clothes...I was not going commando to the appliance store. My mother would have rolled over in her grave, and whacked my dad. Would have been his fault, somehow.
As for the purchase, Beth read on line, at 5:30 this morning, that this particular Fridgidaire is noisy. Beth has moved on from Farrah Faucet porn, and started looking at appliance porn on the sly.
I know you are awaiting pictures of the kitchen, and they will be coming shortly. The floor is in and looks great. I was waiting for the caulking and painting to be done on the quarter round before I take the photos. I start a staycation tomorrow, so that should be soon. I have heard that HGTV is eagerly awaiting our results so they can make it into an episode, but we are still working on the actors who will play Beth and myself as we are not attractive enough to be on television. Well, Beth is, but she refuses to be filmed. She may be a vampire, I am not sure. I will let you know how it turns out, but be assured that photos will happen soon. I may even wear clothes for the photo shoot. Hard to keep your breakfast down, huh?