Enlightenment
February 4, 2007 | Filed under: La Madre
“Just remember, if you hang in there long enough, good things can happen in this world. I mean, look at me.” – Tom Smykowski, Office Space
I feel like I’ve just returned from an extended absence or a vacation that was supposed to be fun and full of sun filled days but instead I got kicked in the mouth by my horse while riding along the coast. It’s been a week with mayhem, torture and murder. Ok no murder but full of torture and drama and ask me just how many times I cried. Not just cried. No, no. But sobbing shoulder shaking tears of dismay and that’s where being kicked in the mouth comes in.
And am I going to let on as to where I’ve been? Nope. Because even better, I CAN’T. In fact I’m just writing this as a ‘teaser’ and to say woe is me and so that you all feel bad for me and so that I can remember this weekend as the weekend that I contemplated hurling myself off of the Washington Monument or moving to Albany; more than once.
I promise that tomorrow I’ll be my former prolific self and that I will be in a wonderful mood because my southern gentleman is the victor.
I suppose I should ask: How was your weekend?
Lux Lisbon says:
I feel a bit bad telling you I just returned from a lovely week in Spain with several bottles of Rioja packed in my luggage.
Namaste says:
feel better. no hurling. you’re too smart and way too pretty to hurl anything, including yourself.
bloggadocio says:
well you sure are mastering the art of the cliffhanger, aren’t you? “Can’t” is so much more mysterious than “won’t”.
Went to a 30th birthday karaoke party - not bad, eh?
Angela says:
My god… I hope this week is at least marginally better…
baby banana says:
If you move to Albany, there will be murder sister. I’m just sayin’.
My weekend was full of random bars, cheesecake and football. And now I am sad (you know, because the football is over).