Greener Grass, etc
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susandennisI started this entry about an hour ago. I'm guessing from the so-far experience that it will not be the elegantly formulated, exquisitely written, excruciatingly thoughtful entry I had planned. Instead, it will more likely be a mish mash of partial thoughts and miscellaneous junk.
The subject line comes from one of those partial thoughts I've had a lot lately.
My one major recurring childhood memory was one of being so burdened. I wanted to so much not to be a kid any more. If I were grown up, I would not have go to go school. I would get a real salary instead of a meager allowance. I would not have to listen to anyone. I could go to bed when I wanted. I could eat what I wanted. I would never have to stare down at peas and carrots ever again ever. I wouldn't have to go to church. I could wear prints and plaids together if I liked. I could paint my nails. I could say fuck.
And it all came true. For those reasons and many more, I try very hard to be grateful. And not whiny or crabby or cross. I sometimes fail but I try. Hard every day.
Today, I am not only grateful for all of that but also because there is work o' plenty. At least full days worth today and tomorrow and maybe even Wednesday. I have no reasons really to think my job is in peril, but you never know. So I am extra specially grateful when the work flows in.
Oh and the other grateful thing is cupcakes. My friend, Fran, and her husband just did a cupcake round up. The cupcakes I am currently addicted to are Cupcake Royale's but from their West Seattle coffee shop (not the Madrona store where Fran and Tom went. The place she and Tom voted best is one I have never tried. So... this coming Thursday at 9:30, she's going to meet me there and I'm going to give them a spin. Yum. They tasted very elegant varieties. I am a one note girl when it comes to cupcakes. White cake, butter cream frosting. That's it. But, both the cake and the frosting must be delicious. We shall see. I shall report.
Now I have to get back to work!
The subject line comes from one of those partial thoughts I've had a lot lately.
My one major recurring childhood memory was one of being so burdened. I wanted to so much not to be a kid any more. If I were grown up, I would not have go to go school. I would get a real salary instead of a meager allowance. I would not have to listen to anyone. I could go to bed when I wanted. I could eat what I wanted. I would never have to stare down at peas and carrots ever again ever. I wouldn't have to go to church. I could wear prints and plaids together if I liked. I could paint my nails. I could say fuck.
And it all came true. For those reasons and many more, I try very hard to be grateful. And not whiny or crabby or cross. I sometimes fail but I try. Hard every day.
Today, I am not only grateful for all of that but also because there is work o' plenty. At least full days worth today and tomorrow and maybe even Wednesday. I have no reasons really to think my job is in peril, but you never know. So I am extra specially grateful when the work flows in.
Oh and the other grateful thing is cupcakes. My friend, Fran, and her husband just did a cupcake round up. The cupcakes I am currently addicted to are Cupcake Royale's but from their West Seattle coffee shop (not the Madrona store where Fran and Tom went. The place she and Tom voted best is one I have never tried. So... this coming Thursday at 9:30, she's going to meet me there and I'm going to give them a spin. Yum. They tasted very elegant varieties. I am a one note girl when it comes to cupcakes. White cake, butter cream frosting. That's it. But, both the cake and the frosting must be delicious. We shall see. I shall report.
Now I have to get back to work!
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Date: 2009-02-17 04:15 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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