I always wanted to be somebody, but now I realize I should have been more specific. – Lily Tomlin

Comfort Food

I’ve neglected my blog as of late, but I feel like I’ve just been going and going. Somehow I haven’t gotten anywhere yet though.

Yesterday was my husband and I’s anniversary. We spent the day just doing whatever. We got up early, got the kids ready for school, put them on the bus, then started our day. We took in a not so great breakfast from Shoney’s. While the waitress was nice, she was a little too talkative and even remembered my husband slaving working there about 12 years ago. *eye roll* My “over well” eggs were still runny in the middle. Yuck. Nasty, icky, yuck. So I just ate the whites. The seats at the table were dirty with crumbs from who knows when, the windows next to our table were covered with greasy finger smears and the baseboards were falling off the walls. This place is in serious need of an overhaul. However, the potatoes were excellente. We had a couple of hours to kill so off we went to ogle the pretties at the mall. Somehow our adult selves ended up at Aladdin’s Castle, an arcade, where the hubby’s radar immediately found the Nascar game. I kicked some ass on the Soul Caliber III game, which would have made my son oh so proud. Except I was just pushing whatever buttons would work. It worked though, we wasted enough time to head out to catch a matinée. We had planned to see the new Al Pacino/Robert de Niro movie, “Righteous Kill”, but upon arrival we found that “The Dark Knight” was playing. Sorry Al. Sorry Bobby. Christian Bale took over. It was interesting to say the least. I totally understand the praise for Heath Ledgers’ performance in this film. If you did not know that he was playing that part, you would not recognize him. He was so submerged in that role, it was amazing. This Batman isn’t anything like the others though and I’m not sure how I feel about it. I really don’t know now where they can go from here, but I look forward to seeing the next film.

Then the fun began…

Blame it all on my Jeep Chick. At least that’s what I’m doing anyway! It’s not really her fault. My Ruby has been asking to be in the Girl Scouts for a few years now, but I could never get anyone to respond to my inquires. I knew that Rubicon’s daughter was in GS’s so I thought I’d ask her about it. Then she posted a blog. I thought to myself, yay success! At least there would be someone there who I knew so I wouldn’t be all hyperventilating and having an undo anxiety attack. I hate those. Upon arrival, early I might add, I saw lots and lots of girls. Lots more than I thought would be participating. The troop leader mentioned that she would be needing another assistant troop leader besides Rubicon because there were so many girls. I had already told Rubicon that I would be more than happy to be a guinea pig parent volunteer. So I volunteered my services as an assistant leader. What the hell was I thinking? I worked the logic out in my head. I am doing this because I know that I am not alone. I know that my daughter will look back and remember that I was involved in her life. ** Brief flashback moment – My mom was my troop leader while I was in the Girl Scouts. There were many times when we weren’t able to do scheduled things because she couldn’t get parents to volunteer to help. ** So having that flashback made the decision for me. But still, I blame Rubicon. I only blame her because she is there. My comfort to fall back on. She gives me confidence. At least, we can just hold each other up.

So here’s to us….the overly anxiety ridden crazies about to take on the establishment head on and boldly go where no mom’s have gone before!


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  1. Here Here. Lift a glass to the crazies! I'll drink to that. 🙂 At least I won't be twitching alone- When the girls ask why we have twitches, we can tell them it's an old ROTC injury 🙂

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