Month: December 2007
Calling Mars to be our new home
“Are you sure you want the ‘brick red’ tint added to the concrete?” asked the landscaper. “Sure” said Adam. “It will match the bricks to the house.” “Are you positive?” The incredulity was starting to tell me he did not agree with our choice. “Yes!” “Okay then…” The morning of the job, I had to take the kids…
Time to censor the language
Blah blah Blah blah Blah blah Blah blah-di Blah blah-blah…..!! The sounds of the kid’s babble at 6.00pm sounds like the above, a symphony of abrasive taunts to my ears, and I ignore it successfully – usually. Adam: Are you listening to them? Karen: I listen to this all day. Can’t I tune out now…
It’s my birthday today; I’m older than yesterday…*
At 4.12am this morning it officially became my birthday. I am 29.
While there are undoubtedly nice parts of the day for me (Presents! Phone calls! Greeting Cards! Mobile Texts! Facebook Messages!), I must admit that the day of my birth has historically been a blue one for me. Not for any morbid reason (no-one has died), but because it’s the day of the year I have held up my accomplishments of the passing year to the bright light of an x-ray screen and found in the print some sort of blight or province of weakness.
