The version I have isn't nearly as slow... but I LOVE this song. My favorite part is:
"Homesick Josephine, she's been flirting with the law, he's got his hand right up her skirt, all the way to Arkansas..." It's hot! Especially the way she sings it, hitting notes I can only dream about hitting.
Now for my post:
First of all, I want to send a special shout out to Skinny Cow.... Thank you so much for getting me through my cravings these past few nights with little damage to my body, and self-esteem! Next, thank you Skinny Water for giving me yummy water to drink with NO carbs, calories, sugar, sodium, or guilt even! I still think this is a little too good to be true, but right now, I'm not questioning it.
Yesterday:
Parent/child relationships, as I saw them, while shopping for clothes I wasn't finding, in this one horse town.
"Dad, how big is that?".... "Dad, how big is that?" ... this was asked four more times, with no raised voice, or change in tone, until dad finally answered. Children are very patient.
"I told you to try that damn thing on!!!" This spoken by a mom to a kid of maybe 6 as he stood in the doorway of a dressing room with nothing on but his undies at Old Navy.
"Look honey!" Mom to teenage daughter as she's holing up a shirt. "I hope you're looking at that for you. I can't see that on me" Say's teen to mom. I'm thinking "Wow, this is hitting a little close to home!"
All of this somehow made me miss the kids while I was out shopping without the "I wants" tagging along behind me.
You know, life is not always hippy hoppy happy, and this freakin' heat is getting to me. So I'm going to talk about the wife and I for a second, because she knows I will...
The wife and I have communication breakdowns at times, that must be addressed. She actually wanted me to blog it. She says she gets it when I put it out there for all to see. Ha!
I'm feeling claustrophobic, if you couldn't tell from my comments about this "one horse town." I need the wife to have the energy, motivation, whatever that is, to do things with me. Dallas is only 20-25 minutes down the road. There are two cars in the garage. There are things to do, right? Let's do something... let's be spontaneous, let's be adventurous, let's live!! I've got this restless energy surging through me with no direction... it's making me feel like I feel when I take prednisone. Uh OH... that's not good. No one wants that!
I'm heading over to the junior college tomorrow... yes, that's right! I'm going to take some sign language (ASL) courses for our business venture. Totally non-credit unless I can put this toward a Masters in something impressive. I've honestly been tossing around the idea of going back to school for a Master in Occupational Therapy. The Master in ABA never happened, and now I'm way too old to finish that out. Of course if I officially went back to school, there would be no business, but I'm not sure the wife is 100% on board right now, and this IS my passion. Ah... life is full of choices, but which ones are right??
I hope everyone has a happy Tuesday...
2 comments:
Still having growing pains, huh? When I moved back to Virginia after being in Maryland 10 years, it was rough. I've probably already mentioned it on your blog. Repeating myself...old age. :) Anyway, I also had a brand new husband, and the stress of looking for a job that I didn't want.
In other words, I feel for you. And, you're at that wonderful age of transitioning into the new and improved 50 year old. I know you're a way from it, but by the time you get there, you'll have figured out the answers and/or solutions to some of your current questions.
EnJoy your Skinny Cow stuff and happy Tuesday to you, too!
Wish I could listen to the song, but I'm not alone at the moment to be able to absorb it.
That is a haunting, sensual song. A bit of "shivers up the spine."
Reality check. Time to finish washing the dishes.
Fortunatly God does love us, but that's a whole different story.
I found my way over here from the Bipolar Diva's place. Kinda like this blog.
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