Dinner And A Movie
Cold turkey sandwich, hot caffe mocha and a shortbread cookie. A huge cookie. 27 Dresses. I am so old. But i feel like an impostor in an adult's body. I feel older than the 5 teenage girls sitting behind us, but so much younger than the face i see under the harsh movie theater bathroom lights. Like I am just babysitting or something. I am the youngest 32 yr old ever. Read: Immature. But in a totally got it together kind of way.
Most incredible person I will never meet: Diane Keaton. You Must Read... the Feb 2008 LHJ article... she is amazing, beautiful and what I would dream up if i did not already belong to the best mother in the world.
The Modern Girls are healthy again, the kitchen sink is working nicely and the literal pain in my ass has subsided for now. Nothing i cannot handle.
Should i care that most of my i's are not capitalized? Sometimes they are, sometimes i do not care. Can perfection and OCD strike randomly? I don't care what you say, my own personal idea of narcolepsy is hilarious - its just that I sometimes doze off when I should be paying attention.
I have temporarily put coherent story telling on hold. But I am still dancing in my kitchen at night, falling in love with the girls almost every day and alternating pizza rolls with chicken and vegetables.
Have you heard Joshua Radin? Good movie soundtrack turned me on. Check 'im out. Also, am I too old to be buying Plain White T's CDs??
It is that thing where I feel like it is still 1998 and I am this cool 20 something who knows all the things I know now... like the love of mother and child, the heartbreak of a real life broken heart and the pride of finally calming my fears of growing up. I mean I read the books, drive to the ballet class and buy the good diapers. There are healthy snacks in my house and the view from my rear view window gets me all teary when the two little hands reach across and hold on tight.
I remember you now. Happiness. It is has been a while since we were in the same place at the same time, but i am profoundly relieved to see you again. Confidence? Yeah, glad you are here too. We used to make a pretty cute couple, what do you say we try this again?
If you are reading this and you get it, comment up the place.
Post Script:
To: The 7 people I know
Re: Google Ads
CC: Everyone who stops by my blog
BCC: Cute Gap Commercial, Target Shopping Daddy Guy who lives on my street...
I'm like this free single mom (interested in dating) who gets paid to blog while saving money on quality brand name adult diapers.
Insert photo here.
Wanna have a cup of coffee? Read: Eddie Izzard Dressed to Kill
XOXO
MM
PPS I am loving this blog I tripped over recently. Divorced (You had me at hello) Mommy Blogger: Sanity and The Solo Mom's Kimberly Rastin. She now writes for The Daily Mom. I am so digging the way this cool woman looks at life AND the thoughtful fans who pluck thoughts right out of my head and claim them as their own. This site is like caffine with out the jitters and I am hooked. little exerpt from a comment... "I suppose what defines "single parent" for me is when my children do something absolutely great, or something really funny, or causes me concern - I don't share it with their father, but rather with my own parents."
Yes!! I feel that too! Even if you do not relate to the divorced scene, this blog and it's readers will make you feel validated and real.
