It’s a bit of a cliché, but it is one that has been with me repeatedly. Maybe because it’s true. How many of us act like it’s true? How many of us make it a point to tell our loved ones that we love them and do everything that we can to avoid/clear up misunderstandings? Do we hold on to the right people? Do we let go of the right people? Sometimes I wonder.
Blogging is a good way to
procrastinate homework and cleaning organize my thoughts. Just saying.
In the grocery store this afternoon, I noticed Johnny Depp on the cover of People. It would appear that he is on the market again. Cocoa and Ben, if you read this, don’t tell Mama. Just kidding. Not even really.
Dear makers of exercise balls – these jokes of air pumps that you include with your devices will someday be featured on Snapped as the device that made somebody see red, black out and go on a rampage. You might want to start on a fund for that lawsuit. It’s coming.
Last night I got polled about whether I would vote for Newt Gingrich. I don’t know whether to be excited that it is known that our household is not anybody’s guaranteed vote, or disturbed that Newt Gingrich is a major candidate. Shrug. Tomorrow is Friday.
what the point of legwarmers was? back in the 80′s? I guess dancers got cold legs in northern climates (when I lived in Michigan, it was so cold that we needed full bundling and since I grew up in Louisiana, it was pretty much a moot point). Well, they are back. I was buying tights and socks for the kids and I saw some at the red dot boutique. The color was so cute that I paused for a second. Then I wondered, what in the world was the point? Were we all trying to look like little Flashdancers or Chorus Liners something? Sigh. At least cell phones don’t weigh twenty pounds any more.
How can a day start out with so much potential and joy and just go completely down? I found myself wondering that yesterday. I have so much to be thankful for, even in the worst of circumstances, but sometimes it seems as if bad news is just this tremendous cosmic magnet, attracting more and more bad news. A lot of it is how I react to said bad news. I think I really need to work on being more calm and focused when bad news comes to me concerning my kids. I think they are my emotional blind spot. I don’t foam at the mouth and curse people out or anything, but I have been known to be a little bit angrier than usual when dealing with their bad news. Just a little bit.