How do you get two kids to walk miles and miles without complaining??? Call it Sea World, give them lots of breaks, and feed them popcorn. What great day!
More from my twisted lyrical mind....
a year ago I found Mariah Carey (I think) looping in my head. I hope it was looping because it knew I was singing the wrong words and not as a matter of reinforcement.
"For tonight, is the night
when you will be here in my arms
Leave me now and love me never"
It took me a few hours to actually listen to what I was singing.
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I had a wonderful experience last night. I went to Fullerton last night to watch "Singing in the Rain" with a group of women from work last night. We went to Hidalgo's first for dinner and wine and then wandered over to the theater. Hidalgo's is a charming little restaurant with excellent food. I highly recommend it unless you're a vegetarian. The theater was cute and so was the production. Although, maybe it's the euphoria of youthful memories, or maybe I was just spoiled by EAC and the mormon's spirit of perfectionism, but I've definitely seen better performances. I think. I don't know. I'll have to go back to EAC and watch another spectacular musical. I can't really criticize last night's performance but the chemistry that makes plays real was missing. I found myself giggling at the wrong parts and noticing that Don Lockwood was shaped like an egg rather than enjoying the speech therapist scene.
But it was a wonderful night. Beautiful places, relaxed enjoyable atmostpheres, and wonderful people. A wonderful date night with the divorced women of the office. I'm not sure I want to settle into that circle yet. It's a wonderful, accepting place to be. But I was the youngest in the group and I have the most prominent job (not that that's anything). But most of all I just kept thinking what a wonderful date possibilities the itenerary had.
Unfortunately the only real romantic date possibilities I have are across the Pacific Ocean and are only romantic because that's where they are. But maybe, just maybe, I'm old enough to meet romantic people anywhere now. Because, after all, it was quite romantic in the company of the old biddies.
Which brings me to the question of "What is romance?" I found it on a date with my friend. I find it in a night out with the girls. I think it's having everyone contribute wholeheartedly to a situation to make it beautiful event and to have everyone feel loved. It's being able to freely express apprecation and desire for the rarities romance offers. Wow! That's a truly deep and open activity. And really a scary process to go through with someone you don't know real well. Maybe I ought to practice with my friends for a while. This could be a painful process.
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I don't remember which Demi Moore movie it was "The Jury" or something, but I remember her saying, "No, I'm not up on current events, I'm a single mom." I know exactly what she's talking about. Rarely do I actually read the news. Even rarer do I watch it. But today I did. And this is what I gathered. Somebody was standing in the rain with a mike and an umbrella. And all I heard was one of my kids singing "Skip, skip, skip to my loo. Skip, skip, skip to my loo. Skip to the loo my darlin'". I have no idea what the poor wet sap was trying to say but it couldn't have been more important than happy children.
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I used to get the standard answer to "So, what did you today?". It was always "nothing". Which can be very infuriating to any parent. However, my children and I have a fantastic relationship and we tell each other everything. Just to prove it - here was our twist on the above exchange.
Me: So, what did you do today?
G: Ate lunch.
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I don't have bad hair days now that I cut off all my hair. Now I just have plain old bad days. I realize they are mostly self-induced, so I just thought I would share how miserable I've made myself today.
You know you're having a bad day when:
You decide you have to wear your "fat" clothes to be comfy.
The only clean shirt that matches your "fat" skirt is that cute little top you bought in a color that ends up making you look puke colored
Your nose is running, so you take a decongestant
Which is why you don't realize until half way through the day you put your underwear on inside out
And you find yourself leaning against the door like some coked out prostitute as you talk to your boss
And you call a co-worker leaving a message on their voice mail - to your ex-husband
And find that you don't have everything you need in your purse when you're in the bathroom stall without quarters
But you go for a walk at lunch. Only to find it's really friggin' cold outside.
But you have a spare rain jacket in the car which covers up your puke inducing blouse
And it starts to rain on your walk during lunchtime
But it's ok, because you have your rain jacket on
Which doubles as a napkin as you spill juice on yourself in the rain
See - the day is getting better.
In Hollywood there are 2 types of love tragedies. One is the male tragedy and the other is the female. The male is very realistic. He's retarded. The poor guy just doesn't express himself and let's the relationship fall apart. Like in "Spiderman". Thanks for letting her in on the decision bud. You manly man you. Or he expresses only one part of his thoughts like in "Chasing Amy". Usually this tragedy is fixed by the woman and doesn't truly end in a tragedy. However the female tragedy is caused by a stupid and unrealistic woman. Well, hold that. There are stupid women - but they certainly don't deserve a love beautiful enough to cause a "romantic tragedy" . Look at "Titanic" . That woman drives me crazy. Why the hell would she let her man freeze after only trying to get on the door the same way twice? What kind of woman is she? They both deserved to die! She didn't deserve him if she wasn't going to try harder and him for being stupid enough to let her. And then let's look at the current flick Daredevel. If you haven't watched the movie, stop now. But what the hell?! She didn't have to die. She was smart, hot, and tough. Why the hell did he lay there and watch her get killed only to find the strength to kill everyone once she was dead? Makes no sense to me. And Bullseye wasn't a sword fighter, he threw darts. He wasn't trained to kick her ass with her own sword. There better be a damn good sequel where Daredevil ends up marrying WonderWoman or something. But then again, he doesn't deserve Wonder Woman, he'd just end up killing her too.
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