I'm often amazed by how little we know each other. Here I am with my blue pitcher of hot water, a Moroccan stew sitting in the slow-cooker, but across town friends are stuffing pinatas and flying back from Prague, debating the names of bones and buckling in their kids. Whadya do this weekend? we ask and shrug. Not too much. Just hung out.
I guess with Cody in London right now, I'm craving particulars. I'm used to getting his day while he hoses off the back patio and waters the plants, smokes a cigarette and lights the grill.
But the house is awfully quiet this morning. I want the mundane. Some one tell me what you ate for breakfast or about how you had to dig a splinter out with tweezers; tell me about the new dryer sheets and how good they smell or how you're just amazed that they slice the pickles so you can just lay them right on the sandwich; just tell me something. Please?
15 comments:
at 5:17 this morning harper shouted for me. as i peeled her wet clothes off in the dark, not wanting to stir the last bit of sleep that she might have left in her, i felt thankful that the ceiling had not collapsed or the lamp post outside had not crashed through the window and into her skull. i was just good old fashioned pee pee. i took her to my room and made a coccoon of blankets around her. she was snoring within two minutes. i got in closer, holding her cold, damp body until it was warm and dry.
I had a banana-peanut butter muffin (made by Natalie) for breakfast and a hot cup of coffee. I went with the purple shirt and striped blue tie this morning. Oh, and I think my class hates me today, but I'm sure that by Thursday they will love me again. And get this...my word verification for this comment was: ogrgry!! whoa...
instead of going to work, I stayed home to surf the web all day
today for breakfast I had a necterine it looked great from the outside, but it wasn't ripe at all. Gabe had a cow because he didn't like the zipper in his pants so we changed 3 times. . . I saw his masterpiece at preschool, a robot made of different shapes of construction paper (he was extremley proud . .. so was I) It rained cats and dogs here in OKC, which puts everyone in a pretty bad mood. I myself love the rain :-)!
since i started working 3 weeks ago I must've gained like 3-4 pounds. I snack all day long. Now I have to join a weight loss clinic thingie cause i'm tired of being fat
I've got a secret for you....
I just stuck my thumb in the cherry pie.
to avoid grading essays, i'm sitting on my porch in the afternoon sun. i can feel the heat through my eyelids.
somewhere below, kids are shouting up and down our north berkeley street, and though i can't make out actual words, i like to think they're chasing the early evening back into the east.
also, a hummingbird just flew next to me, and, startled when i moved, it pooped. i thought of pat.
Today in kindergarten one little boy raised his hand three times and asked with gusto, "WHAT ARE WE TALKING ABOUT?" and I told him each time, and went on. Another little boy brought a clothes hanger he'd made into a stringed instrument at home with the addition of a rubber band. He played it for us, earnestly. We all listened, earnestly. I am home, I just ate the most deliciously cold, crisp grapes.
Tonight I watched "Dancing with the Stars" instead of doing the million and one things on the list I made for myself this afternoon. As I watched Wayne Newton shuffling around, I felt really sad and sick. "Why am I watching this poor old man humiliate himself like this?" I kept thinking. And then when the judges rated his performance, I got kinda pissed off, "They're being easy on him just because he's old and pathetic!" I had to turn it off before they gave him his scores. No way was he better than Floyd Mayweather.
I also like how it says, "choose an identity" at the bottom of the comment section. IF only it were that easy....
I am watching the water, waiting for it to boil.
Mark, my love, is in California for work so I too have an empty home. I woke up with puppy paws pushing on my back (Luigi, our Italian Greyhound, is such a bed hog). He was having a bad dream so he was kicking is arms and legs. I don't get up early enough for coffee at home. But I've had two cups since I arrived (late again) to work. My boss and his wife had their second baby today so everyone is happily buzzing around here. Lots of sweet phone messages to be taken. Beautiful flowers are being arranged right at this moment. Welcome to the world, Edward!
i had a sleepless scandalous tuesday night in fire island. details later
I'm in my developmental psych class waiting for lecture to start, sitting in the same seat I always sit in on the far right, near the front. And yeah, I'm that person who brings her computer to class. ah well...
Post a Comment