Monday, September 30, 2013

Mixed Messages

Good morning. It is Monday. I am thinking I need to Get A Life.
I have no idea what that might mean.
I'm pretty sure it doesn't specifically involve laundry.
Maybe it would involve making a dress. I used to make dresses. Also, clothes for my children. With cloth and pattens and a sewing machine. Know what I'm talking about?
Or a skirt. I could probably make a skirt. Except that I'd have to put a tape measure around my waist. I don't think I could handle that. The reality might kill me.

So the Republicans are still at it, huh? Fuck them. They're so full of shit. They should go home and do their laundry and let the government carry on. They should make a skirt. Bill O'Reilly says that God told him to write a book about Jesus. Remember when God told Michele Bachmann to run for president? God has some wacky ideas.

So I just put in a load of laundry. For some reason, this has left me feeling still somewhat unfulfilled. Maybe I should start taking some of those elder classes. I could learn how to use a computer or speak Etruscan. Is Etruscan a language? See, if I took one of those classes, I might know. Or I could use my computer to find out. Maybe I should open a Twitter account. Maybe I should start arguments on Facebook. That seems like a fairly common way to get a life. Last week I got a friend request from someone I thought I was related to and I accepted it. I have come to realize that I have NO IDEA ON EARTH WHO THIS PERSON IS.
Good Lord.

I need to get a life. Maybe God could tell me what to do. I just hope it doesn't involve writing a book about Jesus or running for president. If God tells me to do either of those things I'm going to have to respectfully decline.
I think right now God is telling me to take a walk in that He is not causing it to rain.
Elvis is telling me to let him out of the chicken coop. Elvis is far more straight-forward about his demands than God if you ask me.

Well, I'll let you know how it goes.

Happy Monday.

Love...Ms. Moon


  1. I do love s Monday -- so many options.

  2. I don't know much about God. In fact, I think most people don't know much or anything about God. If I were God, I'd like to keep it that way. Or maybe I wouldn't even have 'likes' or dislikes'.

    I've always believed that if there is a God, this God wouldn't be anything like a human. And this God certainly wouldn't be mean, or telling people to run for president, or to write a book.

    There's billions of people on this Earth, and who knows how many more billions in the universe. Is there a God for every planet? I don't know. To the people who say God told them to do something, that's the God of the universe that is their brain. That's what I think at least.

  3. Hmm, I do know that feeling. What am I supposed to be doing, again? Is this it? Maybe you should go walk around in an art supply store. See what strikes you. Buy some materials, make something that doesn't require measuring your girth...


  4. I'm with you Ms. Moon: putting in a load of laundry is not fulfilling. at.all.

  5. Elizabeth- It is true. I am going to go have lunch in town with the Fabulous Film Maker.

    Melissa Kaye- I think people need to think they're important and what could be more important than having GOD speak to you directly? Not much. Frankly, I just want to be ignored by any deities which may or may not exist.

    Betsy- I suck at all art. Suck, suck, suck. But I do get excited about pens and paper.

    Jill- No. But clean sheets are nice. So there is that.

  6. God told me to tell you to get a new batch of baby chicks. I know there's been alot of chicken heartbreak around your place lately, but I love seeing baby chick pictures --and God wants to remind you that it's all about SJ, here. ;)

  7. i used to make my clothes too. then I had babies and a business and no longer had the time. until about 4 years ago when my 9 yr old granddaughter said she wanted to learn to sew. so I've been teaching her and making shorts and dresses for the older girls too.

  8. I thought it was interesting that Bill O'Reilly's spot on 60 Minutes was preceded by a segment on mass murderers and schizophrenia and how they all hear voices that tell them to do things like kill people. And then comes Bill O'Reilly and his voices that told him to write a book. I am not sure which voices gave worse advice, but it sure made old Bill look like the nutter he is.

    I think you have an awesome life, no need to get one. I have been on an upcycling/repurposing kick all summer, rescuing and making over items destined for the landfill It has been incredibly fulfilling even before I sold some online and has helped my depression and anxiety more than anything else has.

    All the best to you and your chicken-god.


  9. SJ- I am determined to get more chicks. Possibly next spring? And yes, dear, it is of course all about SJ. I never forget that fact.

    Ellen Abbott- I know! And that just impresses me so much that you do that for your grands. I should get the old Singer out of the closet.

    Invisigal- Haha! That's hysterical. Well, neurologists are conjecturing that extreme religiosity is a form of mental illness. And you know what I think? I think that being able to express creativity is the most therapeutic and healing there can be. So good for you! I'd love to see what you're doing!

  10. The whole God issue just makes me feel lost and sad. The awful thing people do in his name is senseless.

    I have about 8 loads of laundry today because my cat was trapped in my bedroom and shit on my bed. So laundry is what I am doing today. And taking my daughter to the oral surgeon for a consult. meh

  11. Don't make any rash is Monday after all!

  12. This entire post cracked me up, and I could almost hear your voice saying these things.

    I wish I could sew, or do art, but I missed those genes. I wish I could stop paying attention to the ass hats running/ruining our country. I haven't received a single instruction from God either, and I have asked for input. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't tell me to start another load of laundry though. Ugh. Mondays.
    I think you're doing your life just fine, I'm not sure I'd change a thing. xo

  13. You used to make me such great PJs.

  14. Birdie- Can I just say that your day does not sound promising? I'm so sorry.

    heartinhand- Luckily I did not join the Army or anything so we're cool.

    Mel- I've asked for imput too. Nothing! I hear nothing!

    Mr. Downtown- I really did, didn't I? All flannel and snuggly with blankets to match. I've GOT to make Owen's name blanket. It's actually started.

  15. The flannel ones were nice, but I was thinking of the really cool ones you used to make me for camp every summer. One set had brightly colored fish on them. Remember? It boggles my mind sometimes to think about the fact that you had 4 kids, from teen to toddler at times, and you still managed to do shit like make me awesome pjs every year.

  16. Mr. Downtown- I DID? Really? No. I swear, I don't remember that. God. No wonder I'm so tired all the time. I did love to sew though. I really did. I'm glad I did that and I'm glad you remember. Thanks for remembering. And reminding me.

  17. Mr. Downtown- And also? I love you.

  18. I love you, too! Yep, new pjs every year for my birthday. One year they had cowboys.

  19. I got friended by Dave's sister's husband's aunt. Did you follow that? She is about a million years old and she ASKED me to be her friend. And then apparently she was very confused about who I was and how I got on her friends list. And then she defriended me!

    I think you have quite an amazing life. I love reading about it, anyway. :)

  20. LOL on the FB stuff. How can people have thousands of "friends". I do the Twitter thing infrequently and it's usually political.


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