#7

Best in Show: After dropping off Aunt B. at the Airport this morning for her flight to LAX, turning on the radio and hearing the acoustic version of Pete Townsend's "Bargain" - yes, I sang along, out loud, in the car.

Worst in Show: Having no Rumi Cat at home this evening while I was preparing dinner.  It was bad enough to unlock the back door after work and have no greeting committee let alone putting parmesan cheese in the grater without hearing the cries of a hyperthyroidish kitty (Rumi is at the vet until Thursday - he's getting radioactive iodine treatments).

#6

Best in Show: Picking up an apple, the exact size of a baseball, and holding it like I did when I was a kid...like I was going to throw a side arm curve ball...middle finger on the inside half of the seam and index finger as close to my middle finger as possible. Who taught me that?  Dad?
Worst in Show: Aunt B. having to hang out in the Sarasota airport while the Atlanta weather passed through.  Her 3pm ATL arrival time turned into a 10pm arrival time.  She missed her connecting flight and had to stay in Decatur until her 8:30am flight the next morning.

#5

Best in Show: Realizing that I did not need to go spend hard earned (future screened-in porch money) on a shot of Jagermeister in order to remove the dead mouse (or bigger) from the basement.  I also did not need to pay the neighborhood clean-up guy ten bucks to do it for me.  After all, I removed a disemboweled chicken from the neighbor's yard (just weeks ago) afer imbibing only a cup of coffee.

Worst in Show: Driving home from work and witnessing a bunch of oblivious drivers cutting in front of a funeral procession.  Can you just pay attention and be in the moment just long enough for the deceased to be laid to rest???

#4

Best in Show: After work, stopping for wine at the Candler Park Market.  Wait, it gets better.  The Cashier asked the woman in front of me if she needed anything else to start the weekend off right and she said "no, not unless you have a big fatty behind the counter."

Worst in Show: Still not being able to figure out how the chicken got into the hotel room in The Hangover.

#3

Best in Show: Waiting for the MARTA train at the Candler Park station with the windy, cool air smelling of Edward's Baking Company pies - reminds me of home (as in Battle Creek, Michigan and it's cereal-scented downtown).

Worst in Show: Attending three meetings at work today, with each one lasting 2 hours.  That wouldn't have counted as the worst part of my day except that in order to meet a deadline, I had to bring work home to do tonight.

#2

Best in Show: Dinner cooked by Doc. B. with organic chickpeas and vegetables based on a Deborah Madison cookbook recipe.

Worst in Show: Martha Coakley lost and Ted Kennedy, from the grave, shaking his head in disbelief.

#1

Best in Show: arriving at work (after a 12 day vacation) to find a check for $61.69 - my reimbursement from turning in broken gold necklaces at a Gold Party I didn't even have to attend.

Worst in Show: opening the basement door to grab a scarf for the walk to MARTA and seeing a rat's beady little eyes staring at me from the landing below.