damn. first charlie pride. now dr hook????




oh the snakes crawl at night
thats what they say
when the sun goes down
then the snakes will play...

sigh.
i missed charlie pride at the beginning of the summer
playing within arms reach
well...
sort of
if i had really long arms
but you know you know what i mean

sylvias mother
said
sylvias busy
to busy to come to the phone...

sigh.
and now.
dr hook...
not within arms reach
but close enough

and the operator says 40 cents more
for the
next
three
minutes
PLEASE
MRS AVERY I JUST GOTTA TALK TO HER I'LL ONLY KEEP HER AWHILE
please
mrs avery
i just gotta tell her
good-byyyyyeeeeee....

sigh.
what next.
billy idol
in my own little backwards hometown

hey little sister
what have you done
hey little sister
whos the only one
hey little sister
shotgun
its a nice day
for a
white wedding....

maybe i should start re-perfecting my
billy idol sneer
heehee

i had big ideas...

this morning
for the many things
i could blog about today
so many
in fact
that i kept having to say to myself
"self...pace yourself"
"self...you can't give it all away in one day"

and damn it
now i forget
everything
brilliant
i was going to say...

i did do up a new resume today
because i saw a job posted
that i would sort of... somewhat...
well...really...
would give my eye teeth for
(what exactly are your eyeteeth? are they your wisdom teeth? cause if they are
i would definately give them away as i had to get one pulled out when i was seven
months pregnant and that bastard must of broke because, now, 6 years later i have
this one little bastardized chip that keeps painfully working itself up to the surface...)
what was i saying?

oh yeah
new resume
which got me thinking about all the odd ball jobs i had...
the one where i got to ride the elephant thru the drive-thru...
the one where i got to be a studio photographer and
that one crazy guy refused to get the left side of his body in the picture...
the time i got the book cart stuck at the bottom of the escalator
and couldn't move and ABSOLUTELY NO ONE CAME TO MY ASSISTANCE
AS I SWEATED AND JERKED AND HEAVED AND HELD UP THE WHOLE
ESCALATOR LINE....
hmmm..
i feel better now

so yeah...
heres hoping i get the job
although you have to be EI eligible
which i am not...

effing ei eligible...

effing wisdom teeth...

unexpected sweetness

my father's almost boyish grin
and obvious pride
when he said "my grandchild"
after someone enquired about my daughter...

finding a birthday card
to me on my 23rd birthday
from my parents
that said
we think you are still as cute now
as you were when you were this little
(as the baby on the front of the card)
in my mother's writing...
we are not typically sappy people..
well..
i am
but i usually go to great lengths to hide it

my husband getting home from work early and unexpected
and knowing i had a headache
from taking one look at me
and offering to watch the kids while i took a hot whirlpool-like bath

the bear grip hug that my now-82-year-old-weight-lifting granny
gave me at her birthday party last night

finding a ten page letter from one of my best friends
that she had written me while she was in university
berating subtly and not-so-subtly
my nineteen year old choice to be engaged
i'm sure if i looked hard enough i would find similar letters
rejoicing in our inevitable breakup

well...make me feel guilty...holy

so this morning one of my moms comes to drop off a child that i look after
and that i have been looking after since he was at least a year old
he is close to three now

she said when she took him home last night
and was putting him to bed
he started saying
"eeen...a tiss"
and his mom said
"i am not going to (my house) for a kiss"
and he cried
and fussed
and whimpered
and said "eeen...a tiss"
so she said
"you blow her a kiss"
and so he kissed his hand, blew on it
said "eeeen...a tiss"
and then rolled over and went to sleep

how the hell did i think working in call center
could be more
rewarding
than that?