I’d Write A Post If I Had Anything Interesting To Discuss
But I do not.
Somehow I think you all would be bored hearing about my weekend. I did spend half of it with a foster kid, but I took no pictures and we had no funny stories.
J did like the cornbread casserole we made however, so that was a plus. And he seemed to enjoy our trip to The Walters. Unlike Mr. EM, he was not put off by the fact that there was a real live skeleton inside the mummy.
Then we spent some time looking at armor before heading to the kid’s area to create a breastplate. J chose to decorate his breastplate with a cheetah – his favorite animal.
Later Saturday I attended 2 different parties because I am such a social butterfly. As well as a hermit. Because in between the parties I holed up on the sofa underneath my afghan to finish my book. Then I had to seriously talk myself into attending the later party.
Self: I’m tired. It’s late. I should just go to bed.
Other Self: You should go to this party. The hostess is a good friend.
Self: I’ll be ten years older than everyone there. And I don’t want to do any kegstands.
Other Self: You never know just who might be at this party. It’s always good to meet new people.
Self: It’s all the way across town. Parking’s going to be a pain. And I want to go to early church tomorrow.
Other Self: You never know, someone may have just left a perfect parking spot for you. You don’t have to stay terribly late – you can still make church.
So I did not change clothes, did not freshen my hair or my make up, nor did I brush my teeth. I did chew some Trident on the way over (that counts like halfway brushing, right?) and I put on some Burt’s Bees lip shimmer because I felt chapped.

This stuff is amazing. And I'm really sorry that that poor town in Maine has been ruined by the woman who sold out Burt but I still really like the Lip Shimmer.
And you know what? I had a great time. There was a parking spot on the same block as the party. I met some neat people including one woman (E) who went to my old church and another woman (L) who sings in a local band. I’ll go check out L’s show sometime. Plus I had an interesting conversation with one guy. The best part was when he tried to rope E into the conversation (promoting Buddhism) and she indicated to him that she and I were both born again Christians. So the guy says to me “You’ve already discussed religion with her?” And I nodded. Then he says “What, do you like bring this up with everyone?” And I said no, but that it was an important part of my life, so it just comes out naturally in my conversation.
It felt really good being able to say that. I can’t say that it has always been true.
Maybe those extra ten years have brought me some wisdom. Or maybe it was just the Lip Shimmer talking.
You’re too hard on yourself. That was very interesting. Almost like when you were doing those internet date reviews on your old blog! And the skeleton inside the mummy is seriously scary–yet another thing I was scared of in my childhood. And don’t particularly like now…
I love the burts’ bees stuff too, but I don’t know the back story about the woman and the town in maine. I’m off to investigate!
ah… i wish i can hole up under my blanket and read a good book. maybe in a few years…
glad you had a great weekend!