I will participate in a list of thirteen things on Thursday because I have no idea what to write today. I suppose I could write Amos' 10 month letter, but that would be work. I'm not here to work, ya dig? So, I give you thirteen random items and units that are found in my head.
- Tonight, I celebrate my love for you. How? By dining with other bloggers. I will eat delicious Indian foods in your name, dear reader. I will sup and drink in the lovely visages of Inherent Passion, Greeblemonkey, Tiddleywink, and Villanovababy. Don't say I never did anything for you.
- I actually have a full weekend planned. It's like I'm back in the world, or some such. Whodathunkit.
- Today and tomorrow, I will go through our house and find things to sell. I've developed a recent lack of attachment to inanimate objects, so this should be easy. Who wants to buy a pile of crap? I mean, art? Or, uh, useful items?
- Tomorrow and Saturday is our big block garage sale. Anyone who stalks me or knows me is welcome to show up and buy our junk. Items include a couch, chairs, carpet squares from Flor (our carpet is a mix of these two colors: Palm and Citron, enough to make about 100 square feet or 36 squares of carpet), and many, many useful things that don't belong in my house anymore. You come. I make good deal for you. Do not fear me, gypsy.
- My skin is still peeling from the worst sunburn to ever devastate mankind. Perhaps some of it will fall off and flavor my saag paneer or chicken masala this evening. Yum. Skin food.
- Last night, we continued our quest to walk quickly and burn off our butts. I actually JOGGED. Phil JOGGED. Amos was quite pleased to be pushed even faster in his dandy joggin' stroller.
- Going to Grand Junction this weekend for laughs and merriment of some sort. Phil has a gig and a hotel room, so of course I must go there to muss up the room and pee on the bed. What? You don't pee on the hotel beds? What are you waiting for?!
- Amos is going to be "looked at" by artsy Italian people (actual Italians, not Tony in the Bronx) who may or may not want him for a magazine shoot. It's about time Amos started to earn his keep around here, so he might as well start by charming people with his giant eyes and huge cheeks.
- I've been sad, people. Very sad. The 22nd was a month since my dad died. I think the one month anniversary and the one year anniversary are the worst to deal with. No blogs for you because I cry in my soup.
- I ate watermelon last night that we lugged (JOGGED) from over a mile away at the health food store. That was a well-earned (and well-shaken) piece of fruit.
- Something may or may not occur that may or may not be the best thing ever for our current affairs. I just can't tell you. Nah nah nah nah nah.
- I'm beginning to think that the crispy, burned parts of my body will be leathery forever. If so, I would like to legally change my name to Leather Tuscadero. *snap snap snap*
- Phil is on the TV tonight. And yes, you must say it that way. "The TV." He is featured on a show called "Cool Tools" on the DIY Network. Look for him working his gadget (*wink*) on a station near you. If it isn't near you, then I don't know how to help. Perhaps acquire a gadget (*wink*) that will bring the station nearer to your person. His gadget (*wink*) for tonight: The Gator Grip. Indeed. (No, I have no idea what my innuendos even refer to anymore.)
And that is today's installment of "things you didn't really care to know but now you do so deal with it." Happy Thursday.
Who wants to buy my crap?!
5 beautiful people muttered something back:
Happy Thursday to you. Although there is only 3 1/4 hours of it left, but that's living in different time zone for you!
Despite the names, wasn't Pinky actually the older, more leathery Tuscadero?
But seriously, folks, come on over and have a look at our crap. It's not just good for us, it's good for the environment! Reuse is often the most overlooked step in the Reduce, Reuse, Recycle chain. So you can reuse our stuff, and we'll reuse your cash.
Um, being one of those bloggers you're having din din with tonight, all I can say it... "I AM SO EXCITED!"
Also I hate mean people.
I recently read about pre-cycling. Interesting concept. Don't know how it will help you on your sale of crap, but yanevaknow!
I tried to think of thirteen things to say here in comment, but I'm outta time, so three is all you get! I guess 4 if you count this blurb about the counting.
Pinky was more buxom, and a redhead. Leather was... well, Leather was played by Suzi Quattro. In a leather pantsuit. With a shag. Yeah, so appropriate for a show set in the '50s, I know.
I really wanted to be Leather Tuscadero. Still do.
Reading your 13 things reading that you were sad, my mind leaps to the pictures of Amos and I think how utterly amazing and wonderful it is that you have him. I remember how much you wanted to be a mom and I was so happy for you when it finally happened and I think how great it is that he was in TX with you. There is something in my mind that I am not sure I can express correctly - but it goes something like this - with all the ups and downs of your relationship with your dad, you had love there and that love continues with your son. He is this perfect little embodiment of all the best of you and Phil and you get to nuture that and that adds another layer on to the understanding of parenting - how you were parented and how you want to parent. I look at the pictures you take of him and see his clear bright eyes, and his peaceful smile and I think how his security and confidence comes you both - you have given that to him. It is an amazing gift to give him.
End babble, I really should have emailed this but why not let everyone else know I am off the bead? ;)
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