Title note: in case you don’t get it, I am playing on the word “analogy” – which means similarity…but I don’t need to tell y’all that – you are bright people and I just need to get on with it.
I know, I know. I am supposed to give y’all the next installment of the “bubbles are exploding” or something like that…but as I was just out listening to some live music at Santa Row and reading my Writer’s Digest (learning how to add more humor to my writing) – I realized that it has been a few posts since I have laughed – either at myself, or well…yeah usually at myself. And since it is my blog, I get to call the shots.
All this heavy stuff this week is obviously a place that I am at…but since I am learning to be an adult emotionally (again, another BIG plug for Life Skills where they teach you to do this, really. Here is the link for the Bay Area!) and being an adult means being able to have balance – I need to act like a kid and have some good ol’ lardy laughs (okay – I really hope you get that one – how kids will just make up words to try to get you to laugh…maybe I’ve been around kids too long, but at least I made myself laugh). But, if you have been with me for all of the two weeks I have been blogging (what a word)…you know this one by heart and I hope you will say it with me now…”for I dearly love to laugh!” For those of you that don’t know…you have some reading to do to figure out what Victorian character said this. I expect a 10 page report by Monday on the character, her times and why she was full of the title.
Okay, please stop getting me off track. Yes – humor is really good for the soul – and your abs, and your face…and you all have heard the reasons why so I won’t bother repeating the workout benefit and that it takes less muscles to smile than to frown. And humor is direly needed in the lives of people who find themselves in abuse…for if they can’t find a way to laugh thru the pain, there is a great deal more danger to their soul. So, I hope that you all will find some humor in my “Anneness” I found myself in this week…
2) Monday I had some cooking to do for a friend who just had a baby. It’s been a while since I’ve been at it in the kitchen, so I was a little rusty needless-to-say. As I was getting the BIG pot of homemade broth (the only true way to make a succulent soup) ready to pour into jars to freeze, I was reaching up into a cabinet to get the funnel when – wouldn’t you know it fell right out, straight down with a big loud “plop” into my broth that I smartly put in just the correct spot. (That wasn’t the funny part yet…don’t worry.) With the big “plop” came a big splash of chicken broth all over me (shirt and pants and hair), all over the counter, running down the cabinets and onto the floor…oh and it didn’t stop there, oh no…all over my stove…and later I would find it on the side of my refrigerator as well. I’ll let you figure that one out!
5) (Hmm, not so sure this one is funny or like Anne, but I think those that know me and how much I can talk…so I guess it is like Anne. I think I need to get to bed soon as I am having a hard time making sense to myself right now!) So on Tuesday, I for some reason scheduled back to back hours with my counselor (for I don’t need divorce recovery but marriage recovery on my end). As if talking for two hours about all my personal baggage wasn’t enough…I then scheduled another appointment for that afternoon to talk about my professional life (or lack there of for the past 6 years). I thought the appointment was to be an hour – but it was 2! Four hours of talking – especially just about me, mio, miyo – that was over the top for even me and something I hope not to repeat…ever. See, even us talkers have our limits.
1) Shucks, I had another really good one in there somewhere that I lost once, remembered once and lost again…I’ll continue to search for it as I write the next one…
3) While Anne in the stories never went out to dinner by herself amongst a whole lot of drunken co-workers (not mine silly) just to sit outside and listen to live Salsa type music, I think she would have been proud of me that I do that sort of thing. I have to say that honestly I REALLY enjoy being by myself so much. Not because I am so self absorbed (but I guess if I was I would need to be around others …), but because it means I don’t have to communicate verbally with another human being unless needed to order; I don’t have to negotiate on where to go eat or what I want to eat; I don’t have to make small talk to fill in the awkward silence; I don’t have to keep telling the kids to sit down and shut their pie holes (no I really don’t do that one..that was just for fun to see if you were still with me)
100) I really am getting more and more spacey as the days go on. I.E., coming home just now, I passed my exit without even a blink and seriously thought the next big interchange was my exit…it took me a while to figure out what I had done…but at least I didn’t end up in the Santa Cruz mountains before I figured it out!
1) This one is still completely escaping me…I’ll probably wake straight up in the middle of the night with it…which would be God’s sense of humor, wouldn’t it be?!? (Or does He just do things like that to me?)…Amended @ 9:38 pm to say that I finally remembered! And no, I wasn’t asleep. Here it is: I have thought for the past 2 weeks (probably longer) that David Crowder Band were the original and only singers of “How He Loves”. When I went to buy their album on iTunes…the first time I tried I got one of their older albums and it wasn’t until the next week I realized I hadn’t gotten the one with this song. So I went back to iTunes and typed in “How He Loves” (so laughing at myself on this one!)…I didn’t look at the artist or any of the other songs but just clicked “buy” for the whole album. There was a video of how the author came up with the lyrics for this song (really a sad story that made me cry)…but this is where I have to laugh! I kept thinking that they guy talking didn’t look at thing like David did at the concert. His build was different, his beard – though still a little odd – not as long as bushy – and he was talking about being in FL back in like 2000 when I thought he was from TX and at Baylor. (Okay, I am really not a fast learner am I? You probably already can guess what happened.) So, long story short – of course not for me – I was looking up something the other night on this song (can’t remember why) and found this other name associated with it. I was baffled to see a John Mark McMillan in the search results…and when I went to a website for worship leaders – every one was harping on him for his “sloppy wet kiss” line – what??!!!. I went to my iTunes to see that – sure enough I had purchased John’s entire cd thinking I was getting Church Music. No wonder things weren’t lining up and why I kept hearing “David” sing my favorite line of “sloppy wet kiss” with “unforeseen kiss”. I get it now…score one for the “Anne”!
Okay, I am sure if I sat here long enough with a concentrated look on my face, with my eyes squinting and brows furrowed I could remember more…but I’m not going to do that tonight. I need to pack for tomorrow I am privileged to have a girl’s sleep over up at a lake a bit away from here at a big, beautiful house…with no kids (except for one nursing baby – but that doesn’t really count for us moms)…and no guys (well, obviously for me…but I mean no other gals’ husbands – generally the point of a girl’s night right?)…and after we get to talk, talk, read, paint, write, talk, sleep and get some sun – we have the privilege of going to an ol’ friends baby shower where we will get to be more girly again! Oh, the thrill…I know you are so jealous you aren’t coming with us…
Blessings to Alll in our glorious Lord and Savior Jesus Christ ….and to ALL a good night!
Footnote: (don’t you love all these different little pre and post titles I come up with…it is getting harder and I could use some help!) BTW – that’s “bye the way” for those that don’t speak txt (text)…My page views doubled and then tripled from where they were just 3 days ago…so give yourself a pat on the back for helping me out by getting this blog out there. But please don’t stop…I still need a lot more…and I am not sure on this, just guessing…but I think advertisers and agents would like to see that I actually can engage an audience to interact with me…so again, if you even remotely like my stuff, or it makes you think…or most importantly it inspires you and brings you clarity….please just leave me a little comment as to what it has done for you. While I love to encourage others…it sure doesn’t hurt to get some myself! Oh, and if you don’t know what to say, just email me and ask me to make something up …hey, I’m a writer I can do that!
How in the world do I sit down for just 30 minutes, in which I received a 5 minute phone call and still type this much????