I'm beat. Sorry there will be no witty repartee this evening. Tomorrow should be better.
I am off tomorrow. I have the boys. I plan on taking them to the lake for swimming and a picnic. I shall try to clear a space on the hard drive of my brain to save any material that might make for good reading.
Ciao!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Long Day
Today has been a long day. Since it was a day off, I suppose that's a good thing. I seem to be feeling a little melancholy this evening though. I'm not sure why. Usually, I'm more than happy to spend time alone. I relish the idea of whole day spent enjoying the solitude of my own thoughts. For some reason though, this evening I am feeling somewhat lonely. This is an odd experience for me. I sit here and try to figure out why I'm feeling the way I feel and maybe what can be done to fix it. Nothing comes to mind. Thoughts of Timothy are flitting through my mind. I remember good times. This gets me nowhere. I feel better already...LOL.
So how was your day?
I spent mine doing a little here and there of the many things that need to be done, like a child picking at a plate full of unappealing food. Hey, at least I tried it...LOL. I did take the car to the shop to get it checked out and an estimate. $230 to replace a bearing. Sounds a little steep to me, but then I don't know how to change it, do I? I smile and say "Ok. When can you get it done?". I may as well be bending over and spreading my cheeks as I say it.
I do feel good about getting laundry done today. Not that it was some huge monumental task that takes hardwork and perserverance to complete. It was two loads...LOL. Hey, I feel good about getting it done. I did a few dishes as well. Very few...LOL. Ok, so it's not one of my most favorite things. I don't think Julie Andrews sang about it either...did she?
I wish I would have accomplished more today, but then I say that every day. You'd think I'd learn to set my goals a little less lofty, wouldn't you? But then, I'm sure my performance would dimish in relation to that. I paint a very poor picture of myself, don't I? Chalk it up to my melancholy mood.
I started writing about my obsession with Death. I need to look up some statistics though. I would love to include them in my piece. I would like to get a little more information on my chances concerning what sort of death I might experience. I know, sounds morbid, but I find it fascinating. I'm so excited at the prospect of writing about this. I may even submit it for publication in a magazine. Who knows?
I do believe I have written myself out of my melancholy mood. I would like to compliment you on being a very good listener. I feel back to my usual self again.
Who says women are moody?
It's back to work tomorrow. I have a funeral to go to during lunch. Tamara, one of the girls I work with, had a miscarriage. She was 5 months pregnant. They believe she lost the baby due to stress, but that's a whole other story. It's very sad.
The kids come back tomorrow. I just may take them to the lake. Sounds like a good idea right now. We'll see how good it sounds tomorrow. A picnic sounds good as well. With some ice cold soda. I'm not usually a big soda drinker, but I'm thirsty right now and it sounds good. I think I'll go make some tea.
I think your session is over for this evening. I hope you've enjoyed yourself. Please come again. Don't forget to pay on your way out.
Ciao!
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Day 2
I wasn't sure I was going to have time to write in here today. I'm still not sure what's going to show up on this page. Who knows how much time I'll have before the "children of the corn" come to destroy my peace and quiet (I use that term figuratively since a version of a Wrestlemania wrestling game is playing rather loudly in the background).
I'm sitting here stewing in my own juices (and I do mean that literally). It's freaking hot! It seems like I spend most of my time hot and waiting for the weather to get cooler...or...cold and waiting for the weather to get warmer. It's not a characteristic I particularly like about myself. I'll be the first one to tell you not to wish your life away. I watched "click". It resonated. Still, I can't help but wish for more comfortable surroundings. I realize I'm very fortunate to live in this day and age where I have A/C (even though it struggles to just keep the temperature tolerable in here) and fans and refrigerators and cold running water. I've never had to do without these comforts, except when self-inflicted. I realize how lucky I am. Still, I am hot (and I'm not talking sexually...this time).
Took the kids to McD's this evening. I love how my children think McD's is an awesome eatery. Their faces light up and they get all excited. It's nice to know there are still some inexpensive things that satisfy them. The dollar menu excites me. I'm always looking for a cheaper dinner deal. Luckily everyone seems to have a dollar menu these days. Everyone is trying to compete. I wouldn't be surprised to find out that hooker's now have a dollar menu. "Excuse me honey, what can I get for a dollar?"
Have I mentioned that it's hot? Just checking.
Doesn't look like I'm going to get any writing done this evening (I know, what do I call this?). I am too tired and uncomfortable to even try. Ok, ok, I'm lazy too. I admit it. So, unless something miraculous happens to invigorate me and stimulate my brain, this is pretty much going to be it for me this evening. I do have something new I would like to start writing about though. No, I'm not going to ditch the kids' story. This is something entirely for me.
For those very few of you who really know me, you know of my obsession with death. I realize that someday I will die. I know this. We all know this. We tend not to think about it though. It's something that is going to happen to us eventually, when we get old and we will just drift off one night in our sleep. That's what most people think. It keeps them from dwelling on the unpleasantness of death. I have accepted that I will never know, for sure, what's going to happen to me after I die. I have theories, of course. Everyone does. That is not what concerns me of late though. It's the method of my demise that seems to be plaguing me. I plan on writing about it. Yeah, I know Sherlock, I just did, but I want to go further, delve into my fears, explore all the ways death might come for me, and share them. Misery loves company, right? Not that I'm miserable. Not that I'm unreasonably afraid of death. Pain, yes. But then, who does like pain (excluding the masochistic freaks out there, and I'm sure even they have their limits)?
Anyhow, I think I've given you enough of a teaser to that dark territory on the horizon. I'll let you know when it gets finished.
My time is up now. I must go. I'm still hot.
Ciao!
I'm sitting here stewing in my own juices (and I do mean that literally). It's freaking hot! It seems like I spend most of my time hot and waiting for the weather to get cooler...or...cold and waiting for the weather to get warmer. It's not a characteristic I particularly like about myself. I'll be the first one to tell you not to wish your life away. I watched "click". It resonated. Still, I can't help but wish for more comfortable surroundings. I realize I'm very fortunate to live in this day and age where I have A/C (even though it struggles to just keep the temperature tolerable in here) and fans and refrigerators and cold running water. I've never had to do without these comforts, except when self-inflicted. I realize how lucky I am. Still, I am hot (and I'm not talking sexually...this time).
Took the kids to McD's this evening. I love how my children think McD's is an awesome eatery. Their faces light up and they get all excited. It's nice to know there are still some inexpensive things that satisfy them. The dollar menu excites me. I'm always looking for a cheaper dinner deal. Luckily everyone seems to have a dollar menu these days. Everyone is trying to compete. I wouldn't be surprised to find out that hooker's now have a dollar menu. "Excuse me honey, what can I get for a dollar?"
Have I mentioned that it's hot? Just checking.
Doesn't look like I'm going to get any writing done this evening (I know, what do I call this?). I am too tired and uncomfortable to even try. Ok, ok, I'm lazy too. I admit it. So, unless something miraculous happens to invigorate me and stimulate my brain, this is pretty much going to be it for me this evening. I do have something new I would like to start writing about though. No, I'm not going to ditch the kids' story. This is something entirely for me.
For those very few of you who really know me, you know of my obsession with death. I realize that someday I will die. I know this. We all know this. We tend not to think about it though. It's something that is going to happen to us eventually, when we get old and we will just drift off one night in our sleep. That's what most people think. It keeps them from dwelling on the unpleasantness of death. I have accepted that I will never know, for sure, what's going to happen to me after I die. I have theories, of course. Everyone does. That is not what concerns me of late though. It's the method of my demise that seems to be plaguing me. I plan on writing about it. Yeah, I know Sherlock, I just did, but I want to go further, delve into my fears, explore all the ways death might come for me, and share them. Misery loves company, right? Not that I'm miserable. Not that I'm unreasonably afraid of death. Pain, yes. But then, who does like pain (excluding the masochistic freaks out there, and I'm sure even they have their limits)?
Anyhow, I think I've given you enough of a teaser to that dark territory on the horizon. I'll let you know when it gets finished.
My time is up now. I must go. I'm still hot.
Ciao!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
The Beginning
I'M BLOGGING!
I just created a blog. How's that for trying to catch up to everyone else in this digital society? I realize that for me this will probably be nothing more than just another journal of the happenings in my daily life, like I already keep privately on my computer, but a somewhat more edited version...sorry...LOL. You never know who might read this stuff though.
Yeah, I know, if one wants to be a writer, one should not inhibit their writing in such a way, but there are certain things that I just can't talk about in here.
Did I mention that I am an aspiring writer? Actually, I guess I am a writer, since I'm writing, but I have not been published or even finished my book...yet. I shall endeavor to keep you posted on my progress though.
I am currently reading "The Courage to Write" by Ralph Keyes. It was loaned to me by a fellow writing group member Travis. Thank you, Travis. I wasn't sure I had a problem with having the courage to write, but as you can see from what I mentioned earlier, I will not expose certain aspects of my life for public viewing...especially if there is any chance at all my family will read it. Call me chicken, I'll agree. There are some things I just feel more comfortable telling complete strangers than my family...LOL. It's definitely something I need to work on.
I guess since this is my first post, I really should introduce myself. You can call me Kloie. No, it's not my real name, but just a nickname that was given to me and serves my purpose here. I'm currently 42, a single mother of two boys (18 and 11) and a damn good cake decorator, if I do say so myself, and I do...LOL. Hey, I'm not the only one.
I'm sure you'll find out way more than you ever wanted to know about me and my life as this continues. Hopefully, I won't bore you to tears. I can make no promises though. I will do my best to keep you entertained but my best varies from day to day...LOL. After all, sometimes the events in my life are sadly lacking in entertainment value.
Today my children came back from their Dad's, so that raises the chances of entertaining commentary quite a bit. We'll see if they crack you up as much as they do me.
I'm afraid that I need to bring this to a close for now. Things to do, places to go, people to meet. I have a date with "the girls" this evening. "The girls" being Elyn, Elisabeth, Loretta and Andrea for future reference. These are ladies from my writing group "ink slingers". We seemed to have forged a friendship that has really enriched my life. I think it has done the same for them.
Ciao for now
I just created a blog. How's that for trying to catch up to everyone else in this digital society? I realize that for me this will probably be nothing more than just another journal of the happenings in my daily life, like I already keep privately on my computer, but a somewhat more edited version...sorry...LOL. You never know who might read this stuff though.
Yeah, I know, if one wants to be a writer, one should not inhibit their writing in such a way, but there are certain things that I just can't talk about in here.
Did I mention that I am an aspiring writer? Actually, I guess I am a writer, since I'm writing, but I have not been published or even finished my book...yet. I shall endeavor to keep you posted on my progress though.
I am currently reading "The Courage to Write" by Ralph Keyes. It was loaned to me by a fellow writing group member Travis. Thank you, Travis. I wasn't sure I had a problem with having the courage to write, but as you can see from what I mentioned earlier, I will not expose certain aspects of my life for public viewing...especially if there is any chance at all my family will read it. Call me chicken, I'll agree. There are some things I just feel more comfortable telling complete strangers than my family...LOL. It's definitely something I need to work on.
I guess since this is my first post, I really should introduce myself. You can call me Kloie. No, it's not my real name, but just a nickname that was given to me and serves my purpose here. I'm currently 42, a single mother of two boys (18 and 11) and a damn good cake decorator, if I do say so myself, and I do...LOL. Hey, I'm not the only one.
I'm sure you'll find out way more than you ever wanted to know about me and my life as this continues. Hopefully, I won't bore you to tears. I can make no promises though. I will do my best to keep you entertained but my best varies from day to day...LOL. After all, sometimes the events in my life are sadly lacking in entertainment value.
Today my children came back from their Dad's, so that raises the chances of entertaining commentary quite a bit. We'll see if they crack you up as much as they do me.
I'm afraid that I need to bring this to a close for now. Things to do, places to go, people to meet. I have a date with "the girls" this evening. "The girls" being Elyn, Elisabeth, Loretta and Andrea for future reference. These are ladies from my writing group "ink slingers". We seemed to have forged a friendship that has really enriched my life. I think it has done the same for them.
Ciao for now
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