Follow the path, away from the noise of traffic, phones, work and voices.
Find the river at the end. Listen to the moving water, hear the birds sing and the wind in the trees.
See the beauty before you. Feel the beauty before you.
Just Escape.
Why in movies/ tv shows when a character is having a memory scene does the character remember it from a third-party view-point? It’s not like the audience is the one remembering… I know when I remember things I’ve done, I see it from my point of view.
Unless it’s Harry Potter, that doesn’t count because they have gone into the memory and are watching themselves. There is a difference!
Or am I suppose to be remembering things like I’m watching myself?
What am I missing out on !?!
Not Normal.
My pal Stef always does a little weekly wrap up called This Week in Sniderville, where she discusses what she’s been up to outside of her writing stuffs. It’s an interesting idea, reflecting on the week you’ve had, so today I am going to steal that idea. Just rip it right off, although it’s just a one time kinda thing for me because sometimes it’s best not to think of what I’ve been up to…
I present: This Week in the Realm of Not Normal
(imitation is the best form of flattery…)
Monday
Was pulled over by a Cop on to the way to the bank for work, in regards to stopping time frames at a stop sign.
Cop – ” Did you even touch your breaks?”
Me – “I was there long enough to see you were talking on your cell phone”
Cop looking at my license – “Uh… make sure you come to a complete stop from now on”
No ticket. Then I spent the rest of my day re-living the event and all the things I would have liked to say, like when George on Seinfeld has his “The jerk store ran out of you!” moment.
Later Monday
That night at home there was a rock poking out of my yard a bit, it snags the blades of my lawnmower so I figured I’d dig it up. Pretty sure I uncovered an alien space craft!! The little rock turned out to be huuugggee!!
Tuesday
I was so over whelmed by work at work I decided the best course of action was to give zero f**ks.
Wednesday
I wanted to surprise my friend Anita with a birthday card but had the wrong address and had to ask her for the right one. The jig, as they say, was up. Sometimes I’m not clever…
My Dad got the giant rock out of the ground!! He rocks! (see what I did there) Not sure if he has become an alien, if he starts doing the dishes for my Mom we’ll know something is wrong.
Thursday
Co-worker – “My sweater’s on inside out!”
Me busting out in song – “and you say hoooooowww appropriate”
Co-worker – blank stare
Me – “Not an Alanis fan?”
Also I was carded at the Beer Store whilst I was getting beer for my Dad to thank him for his rock removal services. Carded! And I’m 31! Ahh yeah!
Friday
I took the day off from work and picked up my nephew who was spending the night. We went to Toys R Us, had a light saber battle, played with race-cars, and watched Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
Saturday
Took my nephew to the park, saw some ducks, saw a beaver, and played on swings. When I was driving him home he asked why I didn’t have babies because I’m fun. The simplest answer I could think of was; I should probably be married first. He told me to hurry up and do that lol.
Sunday
I was outside filling the hole from the giant rock when my neighbor came over to chat. He was looking at me kinda weird and then I remembered I was wearing the grubby sweat pants I use when painting. Last color I used: red. So it looked like I had some splattered blood on me, plus I was outside digging. Nice.
Later that evening a few friends popped by for a fire and I didn’t burn anything down. Always a good thing. Although at one point when I had to give the fire a blow to get some flames, smoke came back and got me in the eye.
“It’s got me in the eye when I blew on it!” I proclaimed and then they laughed their asses off. Was it something I said?
Monday Again (today)
It’s a holiday here in Canada and at 2pm I’m still in my pajamas.
So lets see… mean to a cop, found a spaceship, lost my will to work, sang to a co-worker, was carded at the beer store, had fun with my nephew, scared my neighbor and didn’t burn down the house. Successful all in all I think.
How’d your week go?
Me: Found 2 more baby fish in the tank today, put them in the baby net, you can barely see them the are sooooo tiny!
Boss: Hope the bigger baby doesn’t eat them!!! Does that make us all aunties…or are we adoptive parents?
Me: We’d be Aunties, I think you’d be Grandma hahahah!! Grammy Tammy, has a nice ring to it!
Boss: Do you know what they say about payback?
Me: That it’s best served with a box of donuts? Chocolate please.
Boss: Start checking the want ads smarty pants.
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Yeah I just called my boss who is only 47 a Grandma lol.
Not Normal.
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