I Could Write a Book

    Yes, here I sit at 11:05pm and I just finished checking my "checklist". What for ? For dance recital tickets. Yes, you read that correctly. I have a list of things that I was reminded twice to "not forget".

My list:

2 Flashlights (in case one of them quits working)

1 blanket

1 folding chair

1 reading light (it’s going to be pitch dark and there are no street lights around)

1 book

1 ipod - fully charged

1 cell phone (for 911 when the whacko tries to take me)

3 drinks (coffee, water, oj)

3 breakfast / snack options (donut holes, 2 cookies, 1 banana).

    I think that is it. Am I forgetting anything ? It’s going to be cool and damp at 4:30am, well, closer to 5 by the time I get there. I’m wearing bluejeans, tshirt and hoodie jacket. Not putting in contacts or makeup. I think I’ve truly lost my mind. Why am I doing this ?

    I’m doing this for my daughter. So that hopefully I can be in front this year and she can actually know that her mother/family was at the recital to see her. I’m doing this because the dance academy has a really whacked way of selling tickets. I had a friend get there at 5am last year and she said the line was already wrapped around the building. The tickets go on sale at 8am and it is "first come, first serve." So, if you want decent seats - you set your alarm to get up before the roosters and you go.

    Have I ever mentioned that Saturday is my one day to semi-sleep in ? Have I ever mentioned that I am not, without a doubt, a morning person ? Have I ever mentioned that I absolutely love my daughter ? I guess that sums it up. I wonder how many years I will set my alarm at 4:30am to go buy tickets for one of my childrens’ performances/atheletic games ? My answer is: For as long as I have children to show up for.

    I think I’m officially a mom now.  

I came here tonight truly expecting my blog to be wiped out. I’m very glad it is not. I’m sure you’re wondering "why the disappearance?" Well, pull up a chair and take a listen. It goes something like this:

December 2008 was just hell. I’d say it was probably 2nd in the "hell line" right after Katrina. I pray that nothing ever tops Katrina. What made December such hell ? Let me list the ways. 1) my surgery. My body is too old for that. 2) Tob’s surgery. Are there any antibiotics left that he can take ? 3) Car wreck. State Farm is a cheap, cheap insurance company. They should have totalled out my car. 3) Christmas. Good grief. This one alone stresses people to the max. 4) Tob’s tooth. Hey, why not break out all of your permanent teeth ? 5) Knee didn’t want to heal. Subsaquent weight gain followed. 6) Dh was overwhelmed by my being bed-ridden with knee. Great lack of food till friends stepped in.  Etc. Etc. Etc.

So, how did January go if December was so bad ? January went very well. Most all of the little things resolved themselves and I became afraid of the "January Jinx." I’m not lying. I became afraid if I mentioned that January was going well that I would screw everything up. I even thought of coming and doing a post called "January Jinx" but I honestly was afraid. I’ve lived near New Orleans way too long. All the "voo doo" and "hexes" and "shit".

I’m sure you know that February rolls around right after January and wouldn’t you know - February was good too ! I thought, "there is no way I can mess up my lucky streak." So, I didn’t. Can’t say I did anything romantic for Valentine’s Day but I got a really nice coffee pot and a bonus water cooler. You know you’re rating way high on the romance scale when you’re excited about a coffee pot and water cooler. I’m obviously getting old. Oh, wait. I think that happened in February too. Yep, it did. I turned a year older. Uh, we need to reverse this trend. My body is really beginning to protest.

However, with the exciting coffee pot and the extra candle , things were still going very well. I still couldn’t bring myself to come and break the "spell’. Somebody could really write a book about me and my neurosis. Spelling on that word, anyone ?

So, here it is March and here I am writing. What happened? you say. This is what happened. March brought about some stress. March brought about some awakenings and I’m not talking about the Kate Chopin style Awakenings. There is an old saying about "hold your friends close and your enemies closer." In my humble opinion that little quote really needs to be changed. It needs to be read like this: "Hold your enemies close - you already know who those are and hold your friends closer so you can see which one is about to stab you in the back." Nothing like a little sunshine on this bright and cheery night, eh ? Lol. 

It’s all good. I’m still being very respectful. I’m doing my part of "heaping coals on heads". (It’s in Proverbs. Yes, in the Bible) I know that I am accountable for my actions not for others’ actions.

Overall, March is still very good. Yes, there was a little blip on the radar but maybe God put it there so I’d get back to writing. I do miss writing.

Have a great night, Y’all. Peace out and lots of butterfly kisses.