A good friend at work said “We have forgotten how to be children.”

Being a kid as an adult, well that’s a strange thought.  But the more I got to thinking about it, the more it rang true.  I realized that the only things that occupy my time are the job and the house.  Working too many hours and keeping house.  Somewhere in here, I got the idea that if I work hard enough, I will deserve what I have.  (Thank you guilt inducing parents).

So maybe I need to find out what it is to be a kid again.   To do something that doesn’t have to be perfect or a worthwhile result.  To do something, just to do it cause it’s fun or because I want to.

This will take some thought or maybe it just shouldn’t?

Ciao

Christmas around my house is not always the most fulfilling holiday.  Gifts are not thought thru.  Often half-assed snippets heard influence gift giving.  Things like “it would be great to have a second mixing bowl for the etc etc etc” gets interpreted to “give her a second frying pan”… hmm… that wasn’t the point but maybe a “C” for effort.  Often pleas of “I really really don’t want anything for Christmas” are ignored as “oh she really didn’t mean that and I’ll get her something I like”.   I shouldn’t complain.  I mean he does try hard but just not hard enough.

Spent the day returning stuff.  At least, I can now get him to give me the receipts and not pout for a week.  The Mall was madness.  I took me 45 minutes to find a parking space.  Then another 15 minutes to find my way out to the store.  Walking through the store reminded me that I was just not dressed appropriately for this store, this mall, this life…  The return was painless.  5 minutes in line and shazam, money back in the bank.

Now tomorrow will be the return of yet another half-assed idea gift.  Something I already own one of and got a second one.  Do you think you could have at least looked on the book shelf?  Sigh.. The joys of Christmas after.

Ciao

Winter blahs.  First cold.  Then snow snow snow.  Now wind.  I’m beginning to wonder if I’ll ever feel warm again.

Ciao

Isn’t it funny how the littlest things can trigger a memory?  Sitting here sipping soda over crushed ice in one of those metallic cups from old.  The frost popping instantly. The coldness shimmering off the sides.  The chill running through my teeth.

It reminds me of days spent outside running around during summer vacation.  Coming inside all hot and sweaty. The coke tasting exquisitely cold and wonderful sipping from the metal cup.

Ah summer where have you gone?

Ciao

I just don’t wana.  I just don’t want to make another decision.  I just don’t want to have to decide another thing right now.  How many ways do I have to say it?  I have no desire to do that.  But yet off we go on another mission to who know’s where.  I just don’t wana.

Now I’m just a silly adult… I’m not hungry.  I just want to come home.  Oh and now that I’m home you want me to make dinner.

I just don’t wana.

ciaO

April 2026
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