Thursday, April 3, 2008
Can I borrow your Calgon?
Send me some love, People. Seriously. I'm runnin' on empty here. Some people blog about keeping it real, so here's keeping it real.
I have been a weepy mess this week, and I don't know why! And it's driving me crazy! Oh, wait. I was already that way. Is there anything worse than crazy? If so, I don't know what you'd call it except insane, maybe?
Everything is making me cry . . . and I seriously mean e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g! Good things, bad things, in-between things. Aside from my post of "Why I Blog", I can't seem to put two words together. I've got lots of things I'd like to blog about, but when I sit down to type, it all looks like this to me: jadkfjal;kjf ;adkf dsjnfladskfj;jkadsf kladsjfkldsjfklasjfl;k. Let me just translate that for you: zxnvoieutuhewoijrioewjfkjdbvmzcnv;khsdfeiruhakldjsf. Yeah. Did you understand that? That makes perfect sense, doesn't it? If it doesn't, does that make me a senseless woman? Probably. But my husband and kids already knew that. Now you know it too, though you might've sensed it before.
I think I'm feeling all mixed up and confused. Mostly I'm confused because I'm feeling so mixed up! Or, maybe I'm mixed up because I'm confused?? I don't know. The only thing I know is that I'm 40 years old and I'm not supposed to feel mixed up and/or confused! I have waayyy too many responsibilities for my functionality to freeze up. Being confused and mixed up is for my 19-year-old! Or maybe the 13-year-old! Not for their 40-year-old mother!
Is there anything stronger than Calgon in the beauty aisle cause I'm thinkin' it's going to take way more than that to help me.
Hopin' I made you feel better about your day.
P.S. Don't forget to send the love. It'll be put to good use.