The Times ... They Are A Changin' - Bob Dylan
Bob had it right all those years ago, and with all the news about the rich and the games that they play with our lives.. this still fits.. but aside from the world news..
I am bummed and thinking .. really, really bad combo here. Top that off, it is raining and I took the day as a vacation day from work. Last night, late, my daughter-in-law called me to tell me that she had some bad news.
Now, I don't know just how I will ever not feel some form of worry for my children... be it that it is they are grown with lives of their own, I still, when I hear of accidents close to where they live or work, hold my breath until I can reach them via phone just to hear their voice saying .. "hello" and know that all is still right in the world. I don't remember the exact day that I became this type of a worrier. You see, I was the second mom in my family of siblings and parents and I worried all the time about the kiddos from the moment I was given the responsibility to make sure they were alive and kickin...
Now, I assure you that my worrying about the 2nd mama syndrome stage was more about the hell I would get in if one of the charges I had under me were to be hurt and /or f*d up in some other manner. But, doubt it as I wanted and protested against all odds, I truly came to care about their well being and happiness. Then came my ex (well, yall know he wasn't my ex then.. LOL) and again that worry part of me kicked in and the last link in the chain was the birth of my first born. I went from doing only what I wanted and needed (in the 3 years I had between moving out of my parents at 19 and getting married at 22) to someone that knew what "love" was.. not the addiction to the want of having someone love me back, but to love without that cadre, without that defining characteristic.. to just love with no expectations of it being returned...
So, immediately when I heard the words .. "I have bad news" .. my mind remembered those prior times they were said to me and the consequences of them. My heart started beating faster and I could feel myself steel my back up so to brace me in case.. and I murmured.. "what?", half hoping it was a dream and half hoping that I would be able to handle whatever it was in the manner it needed to be handled. "Sugarland cancelled" .. my d-i-l said. Now, my heart relaxed and the tenseness I was steeling myself with eased, but there was a sadness in those words. I was hoping to enjoy this last concert of the year to the max. But it was not meant to be in my cards.. so, tonite, instead of rocking with their bad-azzed selves, I am sitting here, somewhat like the blogger I admire with his vanilla ice cream, but staring at a boiling pot of angel hair pasta which will be adorned with an alfredo sauce and an ice cold beer and thinking..
"man, that old woman, she can sit at a blank screen, head empty, but heart full and fill the perfect abstract of nothing (blank screen) with even more nothing than you could ever wish for."
And with that, I take my leave as the beer is calling sofly .. "c... c... come to me"
What can I say... I am a weak woman, but that reminds me.. to all you 7'9" .. 165 lb. men who announce loud and proud in your profiles that you were born in the USA in ____ (one state) and then say in an email that you were born and raised in another. To all you who tell me that you lost your wife while she was giving birth to your child and in the profile it states widowed and you tell me it was 2 years ago and the picture (which you clearly stole) shows you with what appears to be a child well over the age of 12".. there ain't no woman that is weak in the head.. but only in the will power against deep dark chocolate (Dove) and fine cheesecake .. keep on keepin on dudes....
And for a short funny cuz gramps tossed me a penny from heaven today to let me know he loves me:
SCIENCE CAN BE FUN !
The largest cell in the human body is the female egg and the smallest is the male sperm.
It takes the food seven seconds to get from your mouth to your stomach.
One human hair can support 3 kg (6 lb).
The average man's penis is three times the length of his thumb.
Human thighbones are stronger than concrete.
A woman's heart beats faster than a man's.
There are about one trillion bacteria on each of your feet.
Women blink twice as often as men.
The average person's skin weighs twice as much as the brain.
Your body uses 300 muscles to balance itself when you are standing still.
If saliva cannot dissolve something, you cannot taste it.
Men that read this are probably still busy checking their thumbs.
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SallyF

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Sep 26 @ 8:29PM
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Sorry about your concert, C~ I do relate to that impending 'bad news' thought process; it's part and parcel of being a parent methinks.
Enjoy your beer and meal......I'm off to do some remembering. The start of your blog took me back a 'few' years to a Bob Dylan concert I once attended
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Loinlee_Sole

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Sep 26 @ 8:53PM
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I lost my thumbs in an industrial shaving accident .....where does that put me???
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redtigr

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Sep 26 @ 9:00PM
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I've nothing profound to say... 'cept: another great blog, luvs...
~*~
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daisy315

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Sep 26 @ 9:12PM
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~*~.. great Blog.. maybe Sugarland will reschedule soon
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ohtayicu

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Sep 26 @ 9:25PM
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...dammmmmmmmmmmmmmm, i got shortchanged. where is the rest of my thumb?
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butterfly943

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Sep 26 @ 9:31PM
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Wonderful blog...
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unionman154

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Sep 27 @ 12:49AM
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I spent my night installing windows xp after I lost a battle with a virus. My only treat was a bag of hot and spicy pork rinds and sweet tea.
Sorry to hear of your shows cancellation. ~*~
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Tiramisu4u

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Sep 27 @ 1:14AM
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HAH! I am sitting here wondering how many men immediately looked at their thumb and proceeded to follow up with their own calculations!
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