Friday, September 30, 2011
Can You Dig It?
Friday night and the man is off to the hunting camp, just to spread feed and nail up a ladder and oh, hell, I don't know what. He took out of here with the four-wheeler on the trailer and the ladder in the back of the truck and, again, oh, hell. I don't know what.
Fridays have sure changed in the past decade for me.
Oh well. I just took a shower and washed my hair and put on an old dress and therefore I look more like a witch than ever. It's a black dress. You needed to know that, right? Linen. I think I got it at the Goodwill about ten years ago. I like linen for the absorbency factor. I sweat a lot.
Needless to say, I AM NOT WEARING A BRA!
It's supposed to get down into the FORTIES here tomorrow night. We'll probably all keel over from sheer shock. It was cooler today but still got up to ninety and if we think that's cooler, well, you can only imagine what we think when it's forty-something degrees lower than that.
I have meat marinating and bread rising. There's corn to grill and potatoes to bake. A salad to make.
Yawn.
Sometimes I get so tired of doing the same things over and over again.
Sometimes I love that. Sometimes I don't.
I believe that tonight I don't. I almost just want to go to bed now. Skip all the other stuff. The cooking, the eating, the washing up.
Gawd. Being human can be so tedious.
No wonder people like to drink and handle snakes and go to the circus.
I can dig it.
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Madame King- I would love to see you handle a serpent. Oh yes I would.
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