Tuesday, June 22, 2010
How come I never blog?
I suffer from extreme lameness. That's why. I'm too busy doing stupid stuff when I'm not doing super important stuff. It's like one or the other. Really stupid or super important. Blogging must be somewhere in the middle. "Darlin' I don't know why I go to extremes. Too high or too low, there ain't no in between. And if I stand or I fall, it's all or nuthin' at all. Darlin' I don't know why I go to extremes." Billy Joel knows. Sometimes I listen to that song really really loud and think I could have written it. Should have written it.
I have an amazing baby grand baby. I need more words to describe her because the old ones are not enough. All I will say is that I thought I knew what love is. I remember when my baby brother was born when I was 8. I said to myself, "Oh! I see, this is what love is." But there keeps being more and more layers. You'd think I wouldn't be surprised by it at 47. I am completely shocked and blown away by this newest love. Undone. I am love sick. My stomach actually hurts when I think about her.
Her little toes are all perfect in a row. Her little everything is perfect.