I fully intended to write a meaningful post yesterday about Senator Obama’s eloquent speech on race. And I never got around to it. Instead, I played with J in the afternoon, drawing on the driveway with new sidewalk chalk, and talking to my oldest friend, who is about to have her first child. A boy. I still laugh about that; she has no idea what’s about to hit. 🙂 So instead of a meaningful post today on Senator Obama’s speech, allow me to direct you to Michelle’s post, which is eloquent and heartfelt and to the point (be sure to either watch the speech or read the transcript). The comments…some are great, some are idiotic. I’m proud to call Michelle a friend, though we’ve only met for about 60 seconds back in December.
So, today, I could write about my semi-fruitless attempts to find affordable summer activities for my sons. Really? Three hundred dollars for five half-days? I went away to sleepover camp for a full week for that! Are they panning for gold? Are they exploring space? ‘Cause that price is freaking ridiculous.
I could write about my success in finding the perfect blue jeans. Levi’s 529…curvy fit. And thank you, Levi’s, for calling them “curvy fit,” instead of “you have an awfully tiny waist for that big ass” fit. I appreciate it. And if I can find more in my size, I’m going to pile them all on the floor and roll around happily, for my quest has ended. Until Levi’s discontinues this style, which by my experience, will be next Tuesday.
I could write about the non-stop construction behind my house and how I’m about to start throwing rocks at the trucks because the rumbling and beepbeepbeeping is driving me batsnot crazy.
I could write about today’s sad anniversary of 5 freaking years of a stupid, nonsensical war brought on by lies and greed and how my family fears that my Army brother will end up in Iraq.
I could write about the book I just finished, but I’m still digesting it, so that’ll be another post for another day.
I could write about how I haven’t had a cup of coffee in almost 6 weeks and I swear, I’m gonna lose it. Peppermint tea just ain’t cuttin’ it for me.
I could write about all sorts of things today, but I won’t.