8 going on 18, but not by my choice
A few thoughts for a beautiful yet rollercoaster-ish Sunday...
I spent a chunk of my weekend with the violinist extraordinaire who does not yet get a name. Colin says it's like the eskimo tradition of not naming their younglings until they are real people (around age 3) or not naming animals when you are out hunting because it gives them a spirit and then, well, you gotta make the kill. If things progress I might grant him more than occupational (or therapeutic) references. But for now...
Other people are not going to be so lucky. This morning the once-esteemed and now in-the-doghouse exhusband called me a bad bad bad name in front of my 8 year-olds. Think of the worst name you could call someone and it's not that one, it's the one that's even worse. Yes, I was pushing buttons (we both were) during a heated argument about...um...I can't remember what it was about. There is a reason we are no longer married. Anyway, I told him I was going to blog him and he said, "I don't give a shit, your blog is stupid." STUPID!! OMG. That was worse than being called the c-word. Almost.
Alas, this is the polarity that was my weekend...spending time with an intelligent, talented, reasonable, affectionate man...and then coming home.
I gotta move out.
I spent a chunk of my weekend with the violinist extraordinaire who does not yet get a name. Colin says it's like the eskimo tradition of not naming their younglings until they are real people (around age 3) or not naming animals when you are out hunting because it gives them a spirit and then, well, you gotta make the kill. If things progress I might grant him more than occupational (or therapeutic) references. But for now...
Other people are not going to be so lucky. This morning the once-esteemed and now in-the-doghouse exhusband called me a bad bad bad name in front of my 8 year-olds. Think of the worst name you could call someone and it's not that one, it's the one that's even worse. Yes, I was pushing buttons (we both were) during a heated argument about...um...I can't remember what it was about. There is a reason we are no longer married. Anyway, I told him I was going to blog him and he said, "I don't give a shit, your blog is stupid." STUPID!! OMG. That was worse than being called the c-word. Almost.
Alas, this is the polarity that was my weekend...spending time with an intelligent, talented, reasonable, affectionate man...and then coming home.
I gotta move out.
posted by jill at 18:02
2 Comments:
fuck that - your blog is badass - its all the lame ass toxic ex'es that are stupid. (yup, thats a shot out especially to mine who fucking sucks - hope he has fun sitting aound and soaking up all the evils his peeps secrete)
l'chaim to that. fuck em all. i'm done.
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