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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3 comments:
1. I LOVE pink, and that song makes me think about 10000000 thoughts, too.
2. I LOVE my offspring, but would seriously recommend having them leave home - it makes life so much easier. Meanwhile, enjoy them, and I am a little jealous that you have so many and all day with other people's.
3. I understand the huge TO DO list and having other things you would rather do. After 18 years of being the world's not-quite-worst housekeeper, and suffering major Mennonite guilt about it, and not doing anything about it, I am staging my house for selling. That involves giving away most of my furniture and painting the house top to bottom, and renting furniture from a staging company. As well, I am packing my garbage and recycling bins every weekend and taking loads to the MCC. Meanwhile I am going away the next 3 weekends - one trip is to Victoria/Vancouver to stalk the offspring's rugby team.
So, why did I spend all these years reading books and feeling guilty while I should have been working on my house? It is the prospect of an extra $20 to $50K that is getting me off my ass now. I guess I am a material girl, or something.
If you read all this, congratulations. Enjoy those kids and the Harvest Moon Festival! Looking forward to your entry on that.
Where are you?
OK, just clicked over to your bags4darfur site, and I see you are at your sewing machine preparing for the sale on Saturday. Looking forward to seeing your entries on the Harvest Moon Festival and the market sale.
I went to the Harvest Moon Festival site and I really want to go - I will find a Calgary equivalent, next summer, when I have some free time.
Okay Joycie, you don't usually leave your readers hanging like this. Who is Mad Millie and what does she have to do with this post?
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