Sunday, September 16, 2007
and the latte speakeths
this week was one of those clarifying string of seven days. it was the first time i really felt like a single parent and a single woman, although i have been one since the end of march. for the past six months, i think i was just paddling to keep our heads above water and now i am settling into my new skin and living that old enjoli commercial of bringing home the bacon and frying it up in a pan. yeah, the "i am a woman, minus the man, but watch me yawn" one.
friday, i actually did something that i haven't done in twentytwo years. i met friends at a pub. real live peoplefriends. and played darts on a dartboard that i actually have at home. real live peoplefriends. i made sentences, perfected my aim and found my new sport.
this may be the latte talking, but i am feeling like me again.
yesterday, i spent the day with all three of my kids and it rawked. i found this new old catfooddish at an estate sale and bought new darts (i am serious about this dart thang). sage asked me if i had seen the fountain. that movie is one of those that you either really hate or you really love. i loved it. he did, too, and we both agreed that i should make it a question in my pile of dusty questions for future manwinnowing.
so, i am off to do the yard before it gets too hot and make stuff. yeah, this latte really is tawking and it says the day is gonna rawk. oh, and before i forget, netflix sent me a free month offer to send to friends. if anyone wants to try it, email me and i will send you the invitation.