I was just at the grocery store where the adorable young cashier asked me how I was paying. "Charge," I said. She looked at me blankly, and realizing my mistake, I said, "I mean credit." After a beat she said, "I'm sorry, I never heard that one before." "I guess I'm showing my age," I said. After some signing and bagging, she said, "You know in India and I think China, they think it's good to be old, like, they'd rather be older and wiser." I should have told her I was named after "Three's Company".

I bought a cut-up Purdue chicken for 89 cents a pound, can you believe that? I don't care if it's because it was coughing before it was killed, it's going on the Me Love You Long Time Vietnamese coleslaw I made earlier today. Another fave now in my fridge--pumpkin pudding. My expected weekend guest had to cancel, so I guess I had some hostessing energy to rechannel.

This new movie, "Obsessed" is just a mentally ill girl getting beaten up by Beyonce, right?