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Friday, July 20, 2007

The boy is gone

Big brother just swooped in and took the boy. The rest of my day is going to be busy, I am going to a late lunch with John, then taking Sue around to pay bills and run errands and co-sign on a bail bond, I don't know for sure what that means, only that I am screwed if she skips bail.
I am going to have to walk the dog to the park every morning. Little boys are very useful, and OH that reminds me feed his little gold fish.
I hope they make it till he gets home.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Boredboredboredbored

I was looking for inspiration in the dirty dishes stacked in the sink, I was thinking of making the un-made bed, I went by the boy's room and noticed it needed picking up, I put the photo albums in the credenza. Credenza! Don't you love that word. In this case it means and old stereo cabinet filled with high school annuals and 33RPM records. The legs were falling off once, Dwain helped me screw those back on, and told me to empty it before moving it from now on... as he rubbed his sore back from helping me move all my stuff into his house.
I was going to put on some Jethro Tull, I got a dirty look from the boy of the house, and so we are listening to Bob Marley. I love Jammin', its funny it always makes me smile. "Movement of the people" does not bring pleasant thoughts, I think of bran muffins and stuffed up toilets... SORRY!
But I digress, I cleaned house, but I am not satisfied with it, OH no not me, I am thinking what else can I pitch out in storage, its looking less crowded in here, but my bedroom... oh dear, its got the old pop bottle cases nailed to the wall filled with shells and rocks, bottles of sand and bells. Perhaps I will grow up one day?
Nahhhh


Monday, July 16, 2007

Jack-in-the-green

JETHRO TULL LYRICS

"Jack-In-The-Green"

Have you seen Jack-In-The-Green?
With his long tail hanging down.
He sits quietly under every tree ---
in the folds of his velvet gown.
He drinks from the empty acorn cup
the dew that dawn sweetly bestows.
And taps his cane upon the ground ---
signals the snowdrops it's time to grow.

It's no fun being Jack-In-The-Green ---
no place to dance, no time for song.
He wears the colours of the summer soldier ---
carries the green flag all the winter long.

Jack, do you never sleep ---
does the green still run deep in your heart?
Or will these changing times,
motorways, powerlines,
keep us apart?
Well, I don't think so ---
I saw some grass growing through the pavements today.

The rowan, the oak and the holly tree
are the charges left for you to groom.
Each blade of grass whispers Jack-In-The-Green.
Oh Jack, please help me through my winter's night.
And we are the berries on the holly tree.
Oh, the mistlethrush is coming.
Jack, put out the light.

OK... the Jethro Tull siege is not over yet.....

so far there is still thirty dollars in the checking account


Did I mention that four men asked me out this weekend? Technically three, I invited myself over to B's house. I enjoy his company and his stories, and can sit and listen to him for hours without a hint of boredom. He at least takes the time to talk to me. S is still in Montana with the wife.I am getting a gripe list on him. It's getting longer and longer. The gist of the problem is I am always way down on his list of things to do.. did I mention things to do? Snicker. Well what the hell did I expect, I suppose I am rather pleasant in that department, enthusiasm counts for something.
What is love? I don't know anymore.
A wants me to meet him,C comes up with easy ways for him to go out, but more inconvenient for me. I guess the price of gas has made everyone cheap and less romantic, but really, give me a man who will come and pick me up and take me home after the date any day over these gentleman who want you to make their life easier.
I think I will get some flak for saying that but it's true. Not enough respect for women anymore or romance.
J is new, he had been building up courage to ask me out for over a month now. I knew this. I smiled at him one day at work, and I could see him blink in surprise. I should not complain that I still can have that effect on some men. He made it a point to come downstairs to the security desk where I was sitting and say hi to me every night we both worked. Yesterday he gave me his number and asked me out for dinner on Friday. I do hate telephones, most people know that. I think they are reserved for a courtesy call, like "HEY I am on my way over, get decent!" Or "do you have my kid? because he is missing."
So I don't like chatting, I cannot do anything with a phone stuck to my ear, and I am perpetually busy, even when I am not busy I am doing something which usually requires hands. Which reminds me I need to call my youngest daughter. I still have her birthday present in the car.
I will get up my gripe list on S soon, I guess he and I need to talk, especially if I am dating again and he doesn't know about that.
Maybe he should call me when he is finally on his own? However I think he will never leave her, its going to be like this forever. I don't like it this way.

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