Heh. Not that kind of late, though I can see why you'd think that's what I mean! I am never having sex again, so. Moving on:
I honestly haven't the time right now to stop and chat. But, there is something you absolutely need to know, and you need to know it now, so what choice do I have?
Firstly, I am fine. I am good and bad and happy and sad and all of the emotions regular, normal people have. So, there's that. Thank you infinitely for your collection concern. I heart you all.
And, B., I have found the perfect jeans for 2006. PERFECT! Seriously. The Gap Low Rise Boyfriend Straight Leg Ankle. Now, you might not need the Ankle size, as you may not be crazy-short. So, substitute Regular or (you Freak of Nature) Tall. PERFECT.
They may run a little big. I am not sure. I am wearing the Size Four, and I may or may not be a Four. Sometimes I am a Six. So, keep that in mind.
GO! Go get these jeans!
My pants obsession continues.
Oh, and thirdly, this framed print-type thing that was purported to be my father's Favorite Thing Ever keeps falling. Wherever I put it, it falls. It has been on top of the fridge for years, to keep Robbie from smothering it in toothpaste, as he does every glass surface, and yesterday, it just fell. From the sky, out of nowhere. Today, it fell off the microwave. WHAT DOES THIS EVEN MEAN? Jesus. You'd think if the ghosts have something to say they'd be less cryptic.
Am I falling down on my job? Am I going to shatter? WHAT DOES IT MEAN?
Okay, off to school. Go buy the jeans.
Comments (9)
She LIVES! She SPEAKS!
Hoo-rah!
P.S. I have zero trouble believing your familial ghosts would be of the cryptic sort, considering.
Posted by Jennifer | November 28, 2006 1:48 PM
Hey! Hi!
Now, I do not think think I have been cryptic on this blog! So, there.
Posted by trisha | November 28, 2006 2:44 PM
What is this Favorite Thing Ever? Is it Desiderata? Polonius's speech? Tell us so we can weigh in on why Scott wants you to pay attention to it.
Posted by Susan | November 28, 2006 3:22 PM
Something like:
"There is nothing better than just messing about in boats."
Should I buy a boat?
Posted by trisha | November 28, 2006 3:25 PM
Oh, I love google:
"There is nothing -- absolute NOTHING -- half so much
worth doing as simply messing-about in boats."
From Kenneth Grahame's "The Wind in the Willows"
Posted by trisha | November 28, 2006 3:26 PM
Ah, now that seems profound to me -- inviting you to be in the moment and cease trying to justify your existence with hard work.
Posted by Susan | November 28, 2006 4:19 PM
Maybe. That could be.
I feel like I have been needing to do more. Like I am taking up space and I should have a job or something.
That man is deep.
Posted by trisha | November 28, 2006 5:12 PM
Crikey. I look away for one minute and all of a sudden there's three new posts.
Posted by marian | November 29, 2006 12:25 PM
Somehow I was convinced to by a pair of "7" jeans. They're pretty hip, but I still have buyer's remorse.
Good to hear you're doing well..and it was awesome seeing you over the holidays.
Posted by Paul | December 1, 2006 10:21 AM