coffee thought...

coffee thought...

8:36 am Thursday

"only dead fish swim with the stream"

That is my thought for today-
otherwise interpreted as

don't be a stinky dead fish

that's all...

Hands & Feet



White hot!



Red & white!

Summertime in the city, colors are Essie pure white & Some red in the shop.

Desserts...

oreo ice cream sandwich.

 

this is 1 day off my diet eating.. back on the grind soon.

happy birthday MOM! (a semi-cake substitute)

 

;)

 

 

coffee thought...

Still doing things I need to do.
I am trying to be a better me here.
Also, what is funny about my reality is
 that it is all perceived to be just that-
My reality.
 
I am bored.
Literally nothing is exciting
Life is mundane
And here I am.

(and the minute I write this my phone rings with crisis # 21234...ok I get it)
that's all...

coffee thought...

..moody blue nailes to go with the moody blue self.

all this accomplished before my first cup of coffee. I am muy talented.

that's all...

coffee thought...

my boss's status message:

Mood is partly cloudy right now

self-loathing front heading in.

75% chance of existential angst in the PM.

...laughing would probably be unacceptable...

that's all...

Old me...

   

I cannot begin to tell you how fly I was!!!

Coffee thought... From my granny

Thoughts from my granny.

So I called Bermuda on Sunday to chat with my granny. Seeing as how one of my aunties is in the hospital I figured I should check in more. (being the dutiful Granddaughter I am)... Well there was supposed to be this surprise birthday party on August 12 for her as well as a family reunion. So it would be nice to attend (if I had the days off and the $700 for a round trip ticket). Well in chatting with her, I discovered something:
 she is set in her ways. Like really. Set. In. Her. Ways.
 So I have a cuz who has a handicapable child. 4 yrs old. Down syndrome. apparently granny does not want said child interrupting her party as "she will have a lot of folks there from her church" and "not that the boy can help it " ya know (according to granny...cause that is what they do). 
Really Granny???
I just shook my head at her (well, at my late father cause this is what he left here) and truly remember some words someone once said {people don't change. EVER} and politely say everything will work itself out.
What else can I tell an 85year old woman who has seen a lot in her lifetime, survived 2 husbands, had 10 children, etc etc....
Oh it gets better... She goes on to state my cuz was warned this would happen (at her age) and she went ahead and did it anyway. (anyone heard of FREEWILL???) 
Then granny proceeds to tell me (wait for it- no; not that I am awesome--though that would have been nice)---no let me relive the convo:
G: "what YOU look like trying to have a child at YOUR age."-
 Me: (stunned) huh?
G: "like I said, picture you having a child at your age; you knew better than to have a child, at least you have some common sense."
 Me: granny, I am only 6*6 ;) 
G: exactly. 
 Me: (nervous laughter ) granny, thatbmakes no sense. eventually I wish to have a kid (right?)
G: well I mean ..(.and then stumbled) then said you don't have no one to help you and no prospects now. But if you decided to have a kid I am sure it would work out.
 Me: did she just use my same placating line on me??
Summation: in granny's eyes I am too old to have a kid and my eggs have gone to rot.
Great rotten eggs. And I barely like eggs!!!!
I truly wonder if granny really thinks I am a lesbian or just some malfunctioning lost American girl. (sometimes I think so too- the latter not the former.)


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Coffee thought...

Coffee thought...

It is always when you need to be somewhere is when your train is delayed. The funny thing about it is that I can almost be right on-time.


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