February 2012
Brown Isn't So Bad
The power cut out as I was tucking the Rooster into bed. It was only out an hour, but my family asked me to sing to them and read them stories. I loved that my voice was what they wanted to hear.
I’m feeling a little verklempt; talk amongst yourselves.
Blocked a Buggaboo
But just because I can’t see them doesn’t mean they can’t see me, let alone mysteriously heart my posts.
Fan-fucking-tastic.
Blossoms
I had never seen a cherry tree before Italy. I had lived in Gaeta for a year and a half, had never noticed the blooms so sweet and cheerful. I figured it was a hyper awareness of simply beauty of spring following the horrific fall of 2001. I had no idea that I had something blossoming inside of me after so many years of longing.
By the time the cherries were fresh in the outdoor market, I thought...
I'm Firing Blanks
Two Zumba classes today. I need to work off some frustrations.
Thank God, I’m not the one teaching them or it would turn into a Reggaeton infused dance from “Lord of the Flies”. Aggression, I haz it.
Crochet Circle is meeting tonight.
I’m not going. I don’t want to be stuck with the shy oceanographer and I can no longer call a friend who lives nearby to give me a...
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I Want Cake For Dinner
If the kids weren’t here, I would make brownies and nachos and candy, candy, candy. Won’t someone please come get them and give them vegetables so I can eat junk guilt-free?
This has been a post about the woes of parenting, setting healthy examples and all that rot.
Check Yourself
ZuZu just came in and announced that she was happy we weren’t having “one of those fighting kind of Sundays. I hate those”.
We hadn’t fought last weekend and I thought we managed our squabbling the other night after they slept. Oof, excuses. This month has been rough, but it’s too much to explain to a 7 year-old that this a bout of re-runs. The real shit storm is...
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Learn To Take a Complement
I’m listening to a group of women argue over the wording of a complement. One thinks an acknowledgement of her growth implies her immaturity. No. Her stubborn refusal to accept the subject has been addressed reflects her immaturity. This woman she’s calling condescending is her boss, but she objects to the tone. The boss was generous to listen and clarify her flattery. What’s...
“We love flattery, even though we are not deceived by it, because it shows that...”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)
Verily! (via thatchris)
Call Me Verruca Salt
Cruising food gawker while making dinner makes me question my decisions. “Don’t care how, I want it now!”
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themusiclibrary:
Roses - Outkast
I Was Gone Less Than A Dishwasher Cycle
It’s amazing how much two women can cover in a noisy karaoke bar.
No I didn’t sing. Baby steps, folks.
Mercy
I’ve had a week, but last night was the worst. I’m hoping to get out in a bit for a drink. I never do this, so I guess it counts for something new. It’s blog worthy because I going out with a gal I would more likely call my husband’s friend than mine.
She’s trying to reach out to me and I am in no position to turn away anymore kindness. Sadly, what I want to talk...
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"I Don't Know Just What's 'For Real' Anymore"*
Post picture showing the kids how to turn a shit day upside down.
Post to tumblr because bitching about life needs to be balanced out with equal happiness.
Post to facebook to share the joy of the moment.
Get quiet appreciation from imaginary friends on tumblr.
Get open derision from “real” friends on facebook.
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Watch80 degrees in February calls for kart wheel lessons.
Before It Was a Parable, But Shit Just Got Real
Earlier in the week I talked about the cat’s offensive behavior. It wasn’t blog worthy in itself, but it was more of a reminder that I don’t have to own other people’s problems, especially when I have a pile right in front of me. Then that fucking future rug crapped in my bathroom. After I threw out the doormat. Even though we’ve been following him out of his box...
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this is me
you are lightskyblue #87CEFA Your dominant hues are cyan and blue. You like people and enjoy making friends. You’re conservative and like to make sure things make sense before you step into them, especially in relationships. You are curious but respected for your opinions by people who you sometimes wouldn’t even suspect. Your saturation level is lower than average - You don’t...
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WatchNow for something pointless…
I'm Lucky The Little Bitch Doesn't Eat It
I do have a dog; she isn’t the least bit interested in this mess. Man’s best friend, my ass!
dresspants replied to your post: You Wouldn’t Let Someone Hand You A Turd
You could get a dog and train it to bitchslap your cat every time it does that.