Monday, June 14, 2010

No Other Way

So Donna is cooking...cooking food, cooking up a plan to fix the leak...cooking up a way to walk...cooking up a way to drive and not have Dr. Bone get pissed about it even though she bribes him with cinnamon rolls and I'm sure that's why the visiting Texan is baking at the moment. An overachiever from way back, the Gimp is....

Me? Spent my day running kids to and fro...that's what I do. Watched the teenager who resides here play basketball...worried about how I would ever get the house picked up so a hoard of his friends could show up tonight and trash the place all over again, while I enjoy it....spoke to a friend about some issues going on in his life and stressed my own. Hit a doctor's appointment and perhaps making a call that is ill-advised -- or NOT?

Me? Figuring out how to get through the week without being too much of a vulgar bitch....but I just love it so. What else would I do with my time? The vulgarity offsets the basic worries of life as a single mom....it makes me happy and gets me through. And why not laugh at life...what else can you do?

Now? I'm off to figure out how I'll feed the throngs of kids coming over tonight and how I'll stay awake long enough to be sure that nothing unsavory goes down. Then I'll sit back and realize how great things really are....

On deck for tomorrow? More of the same...and I wouldn't have it any other way.

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