Waiting for the elevator I saw a hunk of a man taking a drink from the fountain. He had on a grey suit and black shoes.
So, I pulled my compact out of my purse and powdered my nose while scanning his left hand for a ring. When I saw none. I decided to peruse. Just them the elevator opened. And I stepped inside. When he made no effort to climb aboard – I stepped out. Suddenly he jumped in. I immediately raced after him, tearing my skirt in the closing doors.
When I looked up our eyes met and I blushed. Just then his cell phone rang. “Of course sweet heart, I’d be happy to pick up Chinese.”
Defeated, I walked off the elevator catching my heel in the door jam.
The whole thing cost me a pair of heels and a new skirt.
I don’t have a needle and thread at work so I improvised with some tape and a few staples. I know it looks ridiculous but what’s a girl to do?
Next thing you know the boss’s twenty six year old wife sees me. And now I’m written up for improper dress. I’m furious! You should see what she wears! She could write a book: One hundred ways to flaunt your Cleavage!
Ms. X just e-mailed. Her boss’s wife cited her for improper dress. Isn’t that just typical. In psychology we learn that people tend to judge others harshly for the things they do themselves. I call it: the hypocrite rule of observation. I’d like to suggest that her boss’s wife check out Byron Katie’s web site and do the work. Then she might find that she’s the improper dresser in that office.
And then again, she might just write that book:
One Hundred Ways to flaunt your Cleavage and be an over night success.
I wish my daughter would stop looking for love. She doesn’t understand you can’t go out and find it. It has to come to you. At times life feels bland, so you have to spice it up a little.
That’s why I’m making my Enchiladas for supper!
Dotty’s Mom’s Enchiladas
6 large chicken breasts
1 can chicken broth
1 (15 oz) jar Mild Salsa
1 (4.5 oz) chopped Green Chiles (optional)
2 medium fresh tomatoes chopped
¼ Cup fresh cilantro, chopped
¼ cup fresh parsley measure after chopped
2 16 oz can refried beans w/ green chilies
1 10 oz can green Chile enchilada sauce
2 packages shredded cheese (4 cup/ 16 oz)
1 package Flour Tortilla
Step one: Poach chicken in broth for 20 mins.
Turn off heat and cool. Remove from broth; remove skin, bones, and shred.
Step two: Add salsa, chopped green chilies and cilantro, parsley and tomatoes to shredded chicken.
Step three: Spread tortilla w/ refried beans. Add a row of chicken mix. Cover w/ cheese. Roll up and put into greased casserole. When all enchiladas are placed, cover with green enchilada sauce and then the red sauce. Top with a good thick layer of cheese.
Step Four: Bake 350 degrees in preheated oven 45 minutes.
Dotty is looking to put a little zing in her life. So her mother is baking her famous enchiladas. I need to find a way to get invited to dinner.
Yikes! My mouth is on fire!
Dotty’s mom is making supper. It smells really good. She dropped this little green thing on the floor and I snapped it up. Now I need to call the fire department. Could you meet me down at the park? Let’s see if we can get that kid to drop his ice cream cone again!









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Met you in downtown Traverse City last week (i have the tricolor cocker spaniel and next to the palm readers tent and the sunglass carnie) and you gave me your book mark for Frazzled. Love your blog
Made me laugh.
All the best!
Darlene