rAnDOm ThOuGhtS

June 27, 2009 · 2 comments

Ok, let me just first say this – while I understand there is much sadness in the world that Michael Jackson died, I am not on that bandwagon.  Yes, I loved his music when I was young, even had a poster of him in my bedroom that my brother teased me mercilessly about.  But he became a horrible person, in my opinion.  Allegations, truths, whatever, my image of him was changed permanently years ago.  Any grown man who says that he thinks it’s ok to sleep with, to have little boys in his bed, whether his child or not, so that he can “love” them? Well, that makes me want to vomit.  You can use what ever excuse you want – his horrible father, bad childhood, lack of childhood, whatever, but in my eyes there are no excuses.  He may have been the King of Pop in his day, but he died a broken, sick man.

And the fact that it took him dying for people to buy cds and remember that they liked his music? Well, that’s just wrong too. Setting up shrines? Calling him an idol and a hero? I’m not in the music business, and I certainly don’t discount what he accomplished musically, but how does everyone just erase everything else just because he died?  I don’t get it.

Poor Farrah Fawcett – fought such a hard, valient, horrible battle with cancer and lost on the same day. Her story was at least one of faith and true love and courage and she got pushed to the background. Now that is sad.

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When I was young – elementary school age – we lived in these condos, and across the street from the complex was a place called Chadwick’s.  It was, if I recall correctly, a flower shop first and foremost.  We went there for the candy though.  Although I don’t remember specifically what candy my friends and I went for, I remember it being in little bins around a circular counter and being at the perfect kid height.  That was back when we ran across 2 lanes of traffic without parents because there wasn’t much traffic. When we were allowed (encouraged!) to go out and about with a friend or even alone.  The days of being out past dark, playing Kick the Can or Hide n’ Seek, being loud and crazy and silly while parents sat together and talked inside.

Or in my case, my mom and her best buddies would crack open a gallon jug (green glass bottle, yo!) of wine and frost their hair. Yes, FROST.

I still drive past Chadwick’s fairly often.  It’s been closed for years, but someone must live in the house behind it, because it’s still there.  Now though, there is a beautiful pink dollhouse in the front window; the sign is rusted, the rest of the windows filled with assorted junk.  But sometimes, as I drive by, I see myself as a little girl running with her best friends across the street, smelling the steamy smell of flowers and feeling the brisk air of the floral coolers on a hot summer day.  I have to wonder what the story of that pink dollhouse is and why they put it in the front window.

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We’re heading to D.C. for a vacation and I am so excited.  None of us have ever been, so we’re all pretty thrilled at checking out our nation’s capital.  Maybe we’ll run into POTUS at the ice cream shop or at Five Guys getting burgers!!  Sadly, we didn’t get in on a White House tour – that was the one thing that Matt really wanted to do.  Of course, he figured if we went to his house, we’d get to meet Obama; I didn’t bother to explain more than that the President is a very busy man and that we probably wouldn’t see him.

While there are many things that we all want to see and do while we’re there, I have to say honestly that if we did nothing more than looked at the buildings on the drive in, swam in the hotel pool and ate room service that I would be beyond happy.  This mama needs a vacation!!

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Tomorrow is going to be spent organizing, packing and finishing laundry/cleaning up the house.  The day, I’m sure, will go really fast and really s—l—-o—-w.  I’ve got some work to do before I’m out of town for a week, so I’ll have to squeeze that in, too.

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Matt doesn’t seem to want to (need to?) eat or sleep much lately.  Last night, he finally fell asleep around midnight – and that was after a completely full and very busy day, playing with Molly and then outside in the pool for hours! This morning, up before 8. And now, 10:13 and he is very much awake watching Ice Road Truckers.  He’s had so little to eat, I can’t even comprehend how he has the energy to still be up!!

Preston, on the other hand, fell asleep waiting for dinner to be done around 7:30 tonight.  It’s entirely possible he’ll be up VERY early, but at least he’s getting some sleep!

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I really, really, really, want some ice cream.  A hot fudge sundae… nom nom nom

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There’s this young woman on Ice Road Truckers who “wants to play with the big boys”…I don’t get it.  I realize the money can be good, but seriously? Hauling crap on ice? Not for me at all. My neighbor is a truck driver and he wouldn’t do anything else – and I couldn’t see him doing anything else.  I am SO not a driving kind of person!  See, kids, it’s important to know your strengths and weaknesses….hehe

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Daisy is spending the week at Mike’s parents’ house.  There are like 40 dogs over there, so she should have a fabulous, exhausting time. I worry that she’s going to be bad because she’s missing us, but not so worried that I would take her elsewhere.  And when we get back? Her first stop will be the groomer!  The only downside to running with all those dogs is the dirty, slobbery mess we’ll get back.

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Ok, I’ve run out of thoughts…have any random thoughts you’d like to share with me? Please leave them in the comments!!

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P.S. I can’t believe a random thoughts post of mine didn’t include my complaining about my foot!!!  My left foot….today, I was almost wondering if it would be less painful to cut it off!!

  1. I have plantar fasciitis
  2. I have a bone spur
  3. The side of my foot hurts from walking like a goober to compensate for it
  4. I walked, full speed, into the stupid cat scratching post and bruised my middle toe
  5. I got bit by a mosquito on the top of my foot
  6. Matt stepped and stood on my foot.

So if you see me limping, or hear me whining, I’m ok once I get going, but it takes me a few minutes to do so!!

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AndreAnna June 28, 2009 at 8:17 am

I just do. not. get. Ice Road Truckers. Do. Not.
.-= AndreAnna´s last [bit of blogging genius] ..There’s always next week =-.

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Anonymous June 28, 2009 at 1:05 pm

I totally agree with your thoughts about MJ…he may have been a musical genius but a failure as a human being…Ick! I have plantar fascitis as well…mine seems to be aggravated by wearing flip flops all the time (I love my flipflops but they don’t love me)…I bought these inserts from Walgreens specifically for it and I wear them in my tennis shoes and they do help. There are some stretching exercises you can do before you even get out of bed and it helps me…but wearing the flipflops seems to make it so bad and it takes forever for the pain to go away.

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