Kari Neumeyer

Cranky pants

Things have been going pretty well of late. My foot is on the road to recovery, and I have resumed some of my exercise classes. Summer is near, etc. etc. Even in the face of “going pretty well of late,” sometimes I accidentally put on my cranky pants. I don’t even realize I’m wearing them.Continue reading “Cranky pants”

Bookclubbing

I seem to have gotten my “young folk” book club off the ground. First we read Infidel, because I had read it and was dying to talk about it, but couldn’t attend the discussion at what I lovingly call my “Mature Women’s Book Club.” Our second book was Cows, Pigs, Wars and Witches. I didn’tContinue reading “Bookclubbing”

Water for Elephants

Sex, violence and circus animals. What’s not to love? I enjoyed Water for Elephants from the start, but as it neared its conclusion, it just kept getting better and better. On my scale, it went from four stars to five stars in the final chapters. There’s a technique I’ve been seeing too often in televisionContinue reading “Water for Elephants”

I just love a happy ending

I really thought I’d nailed this whole pest control thing. I solved the mouse, nay mice, in the car problem with a thorough cleaning and scented dryer sheets. About a week ago, I discovered mouse turds on the kitchen counter. No problem at all. We’ve been here before. I set a trap. The next morning,Continue reading “I just love a happy ending”

These streets will make you feel brand new

I’ve been to New York at least 10 times in my life, but Rob had never been. I hadn’t done any of the “touristy” stuff since my first couple of visits, but I was happy to do it all again with Rob. We bought $79 City Passes, which included entrance to the Met, the NaturalContinue reading “These streets will make you feel brand new”

A proverbial random thought that has bothered me, literally, forever

There is no hope for hopefully I heard a caller to a radio show yesterday talk about meeting his wife. He referred to himself as “The proverbial bad boy.” How does that proverb go again? Something about a bad boy in good fortune being in want of a wife? It reminded me of another oft-misusedContinue reading “A proverbial random thought that has bothered me, literally, forever”

Back to therapy I go

Physical therapy for my sore big toe. Sounds crippling, right? It’s really the ball of my foot. I should call it by its medical name: sesamoiditis, with a trace of tendonitis, caused by so much enthusiasm for step aerobics that I participated before I had a chance to buy the proper shoes, compounded with anContinue reading “Back to therapy I go”

Game changer

OK, so this won’t affect my inability to eat M&Ms or Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups without breaking out, but I had a revelation this weekend, during a tour of the Theo Chocolate Factory in Fremont. Unlike the pure, organic, fair trade Theo, most “chocolatiers” mix additives with their cacao. Additives such as SOY LECITHIN. I’dContinue reading “Game changer”

Souls of many mice

I’ve come a long way since my first murder. About once a year, usually around February, we find evidence of a mouse in our kitchen, trap it and kill it, and don’t see another until the next year. I’m more comfortable with the traps, and even will dispose of the carcasses myself. Killing one mouseContinue reading “Souls of many mice”

Don’t come around here no more

I had a “You don’t belong in Hollywood anymore” dream last night. I was visiting an old friend at a studio. I couldn’t remember where to find him, so I kept getting lost and seeing big groups of movie stars wandering around together. I’d see them and think, “Oh, there’s the cast of Aliens. Rob’sContinue reading “Don’t come around here no more”