I am an East Coast expatriate hiding out in the Midwest...
I am an urban gal living in the suburbs and occasionally hiding in the country
I am a yoga practitioner, fitness enthusiast, believer in the mind-body-spirit connection...
I am a mid-life "revert" to the Roman Catholic faith in which I was raised and which has become an enormous source of support, encouragement, inspiration, and joy in my life...
I am a mom, sister, daughter, and wife...
I am an explorer; adventurous and curious about the world and people around me...
I am educated in the formal sense but I gain insight through everyday living...
I created this blog at a time of great fear and apprehension in my life. I chose to sustain it because of the discoveries about myself and the world around me that it has revealed.
What you can expect to find here:
the documentation of a love-hate relationship with the greater Philadelphia area
reminiscing about the good-ole-days (the 80's!)
complaints about my various ailments and injuries, both real and imagined
pictures and stories of gardening, decorating, shopping, sewing
This evening, as I readied myself to go to Target for some diversionary candle-sniffing, I inadvertenly thought of the always-amusing Jim Gaffigan and his "hot pocket" routine. After an hour of aisle-gazing and cart-filling, I ambled to the checkout. As I thumped my bottles of Downy and Diet Lipton Citrus Green Tea on the conveyor belt, a teenager behind me sheepishly help up a dvd and asked his mom, "Can we get this? He is so funny."
Mom glanced at the dvd and then broke into a smile. "Oh sure. He is funny. In a way he reminds me of George Carlin."
At that point I looked away from the bags of laundry items I was about to buy, glanced at the dvd, and silently gushed with glee as I heard the teen boy remark, "Yeah, he's funny. Have you ever heard him do 'Hot Pockets?'"
For your enjoyment, here is Jim Gaffigan and his signature (apparently) routine:
