I am small

Well, it’s been a while since I posted here. I’ve been dealing with a sick child. He had pneumonitis and an ear infection, so you can imagine the week I had. He is much, much better now and going 90 miles an hour again. I think I lost my sanity around Wednesday of last week, but maybe that has been a good thing.

So, I watched the series finale of Six Feet Under and found myself crying at the end. Watching people’s final moments can be really sad, even if they are just fictional. Part of what got me was the song they played during the final five minutes or so. So, I am buying the soundtrack today. The lyrics really hit me hard. I haven’t connected to a song in awhile. Anyway, I wanted to post the lyrics because they are so simple, yet can mean so many things.


Breathe Me - Sia

Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
I'm needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

when I get old....

I have a 13 year old dog.

He's completely lost his mind.

I say that quite frequently because it helps me to justify the things he does. However, I will soon completely lose my mind if he doesn't wise up.

(before the rants start -- I know he can't wise up. I know that one day I will be old and do things that annoy or completely mess up other people's days. Therefore, I will completely lose my mind within the next few months -- stay tuned!)


I am also addicted to the Fine Living channel. Any channel that devotes 15 minutes to buying the right eyelash curler is the channel for me!

You'd watch that too if you had just cleaned the floor twice in one day.

The nerv of the perv

Well, I should have known it was going to be one of those days when I woke up and couldn't get the Barney Elephant song out of my head. The whole time I was getting ready for work, I kept singing to myself, "Elephant...elephant...he's wrinkled and grey...elephant..." Little did I know it would lead to things even more strange.

So after I drop my son off at daycare (which was a wonderful drop off, in case you are wondering), I'm driving along on the on ramp to the bypass. Nothing strange about that. I had just put in a Nelly CD (I HAD to get the elephant song out of my head and what better than some Country Grammar?) when I look off to the side of the on ramp, up to this other road that kind of runs parallel to the on ramp. There was a white van on the side of the road and I guess my eyes were drawn to it because I am compelled to look at things whiter than myself.

Here's where it gets strange - for lack of a better word.

The driver's side door of the van is open and there is a man standing outside of the van, facing the on ramp to the bypass - the on ramp that I am driving on. He's completely naked - butt naked (well, he did have a hat on) - and even though he was pretty pale, he wasn't as white as the van. But, if that wasn't bad enough, he's also masturbating in a very exaggerated manner. Nice.

So, after my eyesight corrected, I debated about calling 911. However, I did call. When I called 911 and tried to explain what I just saw, the operator laughed and asked me to repeat it. So, I did and swore I wasn't making it up. She put me on hold - I'm sure to relay my story to the other operators and laugh about it. Then she came back and said that they were getting other calls about it and someone was on their way.

So, we'll see what the rest of the day holds.

Hope everyone else has a perv-free friday!