Kiddo and I have been enjoying the springlike weather today. Playing baseball, hanging with the neighbor kids, and some time at the park. Here she is getting her dizzy on.
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because i want you to get a neck crick
28 Augyeah, i know this video of kiddo is sideways. i totally did that on purpose. makes it more interesting.
mommy get it
29 JulPosting has obviously been light here lately. I’ll get back to it sooner or later. In the meantime, here’s a video of kiddo. Just for fun.
Peas ‘n Carrots
fiddle dee dee
14 AprRandom. Someone found this blog by searching for “rockin it out”. That made me crack up.
Continuing the random. I have a problem. I cannot bring myself to throw away socks. Hole in the heel? Eh, put it back in the drawer, I’ll throw it away never later. Trouser socks that are supposed to stay up under my knee but wind up sagging and smooshed around my ankles (this happened yesterday)? Wash those suckers and put ’em, you guessed it, right back in the sock drawer. What is my deal with this? I have no idea. Someone analyze me.
The Accountant will finally be freed from Uncle Sam’s shackles on Friday and we are going to spend the whole day together, just the two of us. I can’t wait!
I have a particular task that I have been stalling on for months. Months, I tell you. Simply because the thought of doing it bores me to sobbing and I can’t bring myself to just do it and get it over with. I don’t like this about myself and yet, here I sit, continuing NOT to do said task. And so I look for any and all distractions to avoid doing it. Again, someone analyze me. Please. I will pay you.
Here’s a classic I Love Lucy clip. This would totally be me.
Have a nice day.
perhaps this is why the dog tried to run away
5 AprPoor puppy. He’s so patient. To an extent. I mean everyone has their limits.
quick video
28 MarHere’s a very blurry dark video of kiddo. I’m in pain tonight so no lengthy post. More on that later. I think I’m pushing the legal limit on ibprofen consumption.
‘Night.
me again, being all deep & stuff
3 MarSometimes I think the Universe is playing a sick joke on me. Either that, or there’s been an epic mistake. That I wasn’t meant to be this person, with this life. That somehow, there’s been a terrible mix-up and I’m someone else who is trapped in this body, this place in time, at this spot on the map.
I don’t know that I was meant to be a mother. It doesn’t come naturally for me and I wonder what on earth I’m doing pretending at it. I’m not stupid enough to assume that I’m the only one who struggles with motherhood, that its easy-peasy for others and just not for me. I know that’s not true. And yet, I wonder if other moms think the same kind of thoughts I do. The what-ifs and the whys and the what-the-hells.
I know for certain that I wasn’t meant to do this job. Or maybe I was at one time but not now. No longer. I’m just biding my time at this desk. But I’m tired of going on about that seemingly hopeless predicament. So very tired of all of it.
I also know that words are just words, its the intent behind them that’s the important thing. And yet, I can’t apologize for how I feel, even if it doesn’t make sense to someone else. It makes sense to me. But I understand that some things that are crystal clear and obvious to me may be completely cloudy and obscure to someone else. Its all in our perspective, our frame of reference. Mine just happens to be that of woman and mom, conflicted as I may be. Thats just the way it is I guess.
People have all sorts of things going on in their lives that even those closest to them don’t realize and couldn’t understand. We all live partitioned lives of some sort and certain people are allowed into certain partitions but not others. (How’s that for analogy/metaphor/whatever?) But you know what I mean? I think everyone is full of surprises like this, both good and bad. We all have the proverbial baggage, some have secrets, some have demons. How we deal with them is the mystery.
I’m obviously in some sort of weird funk, not that you could tell. I’m wearing out the journal lately and wow if it won’t make for some interesting reading for someone someday. Unless I burn it first, which would be the wise thing to do I must say.
I love Dido. I think she’s beautiful, as are her songs and voice. This one is on repeat in my car lately. It either makes me smile ruefully or cry silently. And the very end of the video cracks me up. A nice jolt from the melancholy.
“Life For Rent”
DidoI haven’t ever really found a place that I call home
I never stick around quite long enough to make it
I apologize once again I’m not in love
But it’s not as if I mind
that your heart ain’t exactly breakingIt’s just a thought, only a thought
But if my life is for rent and I don’t learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mineI’ve always thought
that I would love to live by the sea
To travel the world alone
and live more simply
I have no idea what’s happened to that dream
Cos there’s really nothing left here to stop meIt’s just a thought, only a thought
But if my life is for rent and I don’t learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mineIf my life is for rent and I don’t learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mineWhile my heart is a shield and I won’t let it down
While I am so afraid to fail so I won’t even try
Well how can I say I’m aliveIf my life is for rent and I don’t learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mineIf my life is for rent and I don’t learn to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine
Cos nothing I have is truly mine
Cos nothing I have is truly mine
Cos nothing I have is truly mine
