Things about today I'd like to forget:
A "good morning" that turned into bickering that later involved a "you drive me crazy" and "why is love a battlefield". How do corny pop lyrics weave themselves into my arguments so seamlessly? How can I ever take keep a serious face with a backstreet boy song being hummed in the back of my brain?
Actually backstreet boys was yesterday.
This is about today.
Maybe I don't want to fight, I just want an opportunity to sing some good ole' 90' s ballads.
I'm in so need of a karaoke night.
Things about today I'd like to remember:
* listening to sound clips from am audio diary of a girl born with cystic fibrosis from teenager years through college- her coughing, upbeat attitude while her parents worried and cried, and her realizations of though she will likely die soon she is alive right now and should just go with the flow right now.
* after years of searching, finally finding a pair of nude patent pumps that spare enough space for my disproportionate extra-large big toes. Yay christian siriano for payless! (I don't normally shop there but they have some impressively comfortable and cute shoes, if you don't mind man made materials)
* hearing a story about george foreman grills being some peoples' kitchen. Especially for low income and homeless people. Then hearing george foreman talk about about growing up hungry in a family of 7 kids. The happiness in his voice when he heard this news. After retiring from boxing he had a hard time making friends so he'd their bbqs. Hearing people compliment his food felt better than winning a boxing match. (My cooking might not be great yet but not everyone has 3 meals a day.)
* the feeling of hooray when I finished reading Genesis. Back on track to reading the bible in a year, except now it's bible in half a year.
* most importantly, next time I wear this dress to work, or anywhere, wear a slip.
A "good morning" that turned into bickering that later involved a "you drive me crazy" and "why is love a battlefield". How do corny pop lyrics weave themselves into my arguments so seamlessly? How can I ever take keep a serious face with a backstreet boy song being hummed in the back of my brain?
Actually backstreet boys was yesterday.
This is about today.
Maybe I don't want to fight, I just want an opportunity to sing some good ole' 90' s ballads.
I'm in so need of a karaoke night.
Things about today I'd like to remember:
* listening to sound clips from am audio diary of a girl born with cystic fibrosis from teenager years through college- her coughing, upbeat attitude while her parents worried and cried, and her realizations of though she will likely die soon she is alive right now and should just go with the flow right now.
* after years of searching, finally finding a pair of nude patent pumps that spare enough space for my disproportionate extra-large big toes. Yay christian siriano for payless! (I don't normally shop there but they have some impressively comfortable and cute shoes, if you don't mind man made materials)
* hearing a story about george foreman grills being some peoples' kitchen. Especially for low income and homeless people. Then hearing george foreman talk about about growing up hungry in a family of 7 kids. The happiness in his voice when he heard this news. After retiring from boxing he had a hard time making friends so he'd their bbqs. Hearing people compliment his food felt better than winning a boxing match. (My cooking might not be great yet but not everyone has 3 meals a day.)
* the feeling of hooray when I finished reading Genesis. Back on track to reading the bible in a year, except now it's bible in half a year.
* most importantly, next time I wear this dress to work, or anywhere, wear a slip.
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