I attempted to go to the mall and do some Christmas Shopping. I got freakin’ trampled. There was a sale and I had no idea. I went to the mall right as it opened and got pushed around by the shoppers. It was the most horrible thing I have witnessed in a long time. There is plenty of time left so this year I am doing ALL of my holiday shopping online.
Since I became a parent I haven’t had much time for music. I feel like I neglected a part of me but a lot of the music I’m fond of has things that I wouldn’t want my son to repeat so I just don’t listen. Recently I found a new friend who like some of the same groups I do. It’s pretty unusual because the stuff I listen to is underground. He gave me some copies of thew newest stuff from some of my favorites. So I’ve been listening and I feel like the old me again. Its quite nice.
After watching my son I really wish I could be that age again. Everything is new. Everything is amazing, and wonderful. Theres a whole huge world full of adventures right at your finger tips. I watch his eyes light up over the most simple of things, and I wish I could remember what it felt like.
Today as I dropped him off at the sitters before work, he knew I was leaving and didn’t want to let me go. He had such a tight grip on me that I had to take off my jacket to leave him because he wouldn’t let me go. He loves his sitter, and as he sees me leave the driveway he always stops crying and gives her a big hug and kiss. Today though, he really wanted to stay with me, and there was no big hug and kiss. Finally when I got to the end of the street I looked back and saw what calmed him down.
He stopped looking for me, and started chasing after her cat.
Ever have one of those days where you are missing someone? I’ve been missing someone close to me a lot lately. I guess today was really bad because it seemed like every song on the radio reminded me of them. There was a stream of break up songs and I miss my EX songs and it made me miss that person more. The irony is, its not an ex, its not a break up or anything remotely like that.
After a while I realized what was happening and I started to laugh. It reminded me of those sitcoms where someone gets dumped and then every song on the radio is a love song, or everything on TV is a romance movie. I feel a lot better now, because I know that the person I’m missing would be amused by that too.
Ever wonder what the answer to some of life’s random questions are?
What do we call a male lady bug?
If a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to hear it does it make a sound?
What came first? the chicken or the egg?
How do the villains in spy movies not poison themselves when they kiss someone with poisoned lipstick?
I wonder if we will ever know