strut your stuff

I’ve about had it with my current walk. It’s so boring and unexciting. There’s no flare, no interesting perspective, nothing to write home about. I’m not looking for some out-of-this-world walk, but something’s gotta change. I’ll settle for a new sway to the hips or maybe a different way to roll my feet. I’m working on it, trying out a few things, we’ll see how it goes.

The trouble with changing your walk is that people who’ve known you for so long will wonder why you’re such a frigging loon. And I say hey, till you’ve walked in my shoes, save it for the bank, buddy.


a real job?

I have an interview in the morning for a regular, full-time job at a non-profit nurses organization. Not sure exactly what the association is or does, but the job itself would be graphic design type things, and apparently knowledge of nursing and/or health care in general is not necessary.

I am quite ambivalent about this interview. Well, not the interview so much as the actual job. I can do the work; it’s the idea of going back full-time again that has me feeling a bit wary. It’s arousing all sorts of bad mother vs good mother, daycare vs home care, selfishness vs guilt, money vs no money, adult interaction vs kid stuff all day type dilemmas, really to the point of ridiculousness. It’s just a frigging job interview!

And who knows if I’ll even get the lousy thing. I’ll just do the interview and then go from there. Who knows what will happen.

The idea of using half my earnings from this job to send Ry to daycare isn’t exactly thrilling, but worrying about that now is fruitless. Hopefully I won’t act like a total moron at the interview. I’m really quite the bumbling fool these days when it comes to adult conversations.


lost and found

Ryland’s grandmother took him to the Cape today. It’s 7pm and they’re still gone, won’t be back till around 9pm.

After I got home from work and did my errands and the stuff I needed to do, I’m now kind of bored. If I’m not doing mommy things, what do I do with myself?

I eat a snack, I walk from room to room, I look in the mirror, I sit at the computer, I sit on the front porch and watch the cars, I flip through a magazine, I eye all my piles of shit that need to be packed, I flip uselessly through the channels. Then I see the baby’s blocks and his cars and toys in the corner.

For all my yearning for a bit of me-time, I’m lost without my little catcher in the rye.

wow.

what a sad speciman I’ve become.


Quote of the Day

“We all are really shocked by his departure and we will take legal actions against the NHL club Penguins from Pittsburgh,” Metallurg general director Gennady Velichkin told Itar-Tass news agency. “Americans like to speak about democracy and teach the whole world how to live but engage in sport terrorism and simply steal people.”

The details surrounding this quote are about a Russian hockey player who signed with the Penguins but is stuck in Russia, due to all sorts of contractual issues that I won’t get into because I know how everyone hates it when I talk about hockey. But that quote is hilarious. It makes me laugh and laugh and laugh. I am sure it’s a translation effect, but I still love it.

If you’re really interested, you can read this poorly written AP story and learn all about it.