I have soo many things to write about.
And sixty-three Darfur bags to price.
Some new day kids that Im getting to know.
Some food to plan for the weekend, when we'll be away at the Harvest Moon Festival. Not food for us- they have delicious options on site. Food for the offspring that we'll be leaving behind.
I have clothes to pack.
Zucchini to deal with.
Tomatoes in the garden, tomatoes in the garage.
Volleyball and soccer fees to pay.
School fees to pay.
Sport schedules to record.
Offspring to worry about.
Forms to sign.
I have a yard to clean up, a camper to take down, a deck to sweep.
But I have stuff I want to write about.
I need to tell you all about Mildred. Mad Millie, as she's been known to be called. Miss Mildred in finer moments. Her adoption, her adventures, the times she ran away, our joyous reunions.
I'd also like to record all the thoughts that this song by Pink has made me thunk.
"Don't Let Me Get Me"
Never win first place, I don't support the team
I can't take direction, and my socks are never
clean
Teachers dated me, my parents hated me
I was always in a fight cuz I can't do nothin'
right
Everyday I fight a war against the mirror
I can't take the person starin' back at me
I'm a hazard to myself
Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else
I wanna be somebody else, yeah
LA told me, "You'll be a pop star,
All you have to change is everything you are."
Tired of being compared to damn Britney Spears
She's so pretty, that just ain't me
Doctor, doctor won't you please prescribe
somethin
A day in the life of someone else?
Cuz I'm a hazard to myself
Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else
Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else
Doctor, doctor won't you please prescribe
somethin
A day in the life of someone else?
Don't let me get me
Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else
Not because I want to be someone else any more. That's not why. But I had fifty million thoughts when I heard these lyrics.
I am meanwhile jotting down the things I have to do and the things I'd like to do while I'm answering the door, and listening to silly songs and re packing Sam's backpack.
So I really don't have time for this conversation.
That Im having anyway
Cuz there's all this
Other
Stuff
That I gotta do.......
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