It's been tough again for me to write. First, Boston, and then West, Texas, just took my heart. And yet, the days keep coming. The world keeps spinning. Somehow.
The human spirit again proves irrepressible. Still I wonder how much more we can take.
Some have said the thing to do is to live your life. Go out. Run another marathon. Hop on a plane. Blog. And so, here am I.
The spring has found me busier than usual, which let's face it, wasn't very busy at all. I've taken on some freelance work on the side, and have also started a lawn care business. At present I have precisely two clients. That may not sound like much to you, but it's about fourteen steps further than most of my ideas ever get, which in case you're wondering, is usually about the point where I think, "Hmm, that's a good idea, I should really look into that. Woo, I'm sleepy. Nappy time."
It's all in the name of not only making ends meet, but perhaps even having them overlap a bit. My apologies to those of you whose image of me was that of a kind of southern Kardashian, independently wealthy and making millions more from this blog.
Today, that image has been shattered.
The freelance job forced me to finally do something about my internet. My AT&T DSL, which for years was decent, had in recent months been doing a dead-eye impersonation of dial-up. Dead being the operative word there. So as of this past Tuesday (martes, for my Hispanic readers), I'm on cable internet.
Oh. Em. Gee!
It's like I hopped in the DeLorean un martes tarde to go for a drive, hit 88 miles per hour, and boom! Instantly I have been transported from 1997 to 2006. And while I do kind of miss Hanson and Mark Morrison -- I mean, I think we all thought they were here to stay -- now my Netflix doesn't freeze five times during a half-hour show! I never said anything before because it was so embarrassing.
I feel like I just got indoor plumbing for the first time.
To celebrate -- the internet, not the plumbing -- I watched two episodes of The Hills on Netflix. Ugh, that Heidi. Even in reruns, she just... ugh! Don't get me started. Oh, oh, OH!
They brought me out a cable box. See, I'd been getting my cable straight from the wall all these years, which evidently was robbing me of HD and limiting my number of channels.
The only thing you really need to get from all this is: I've got SoapNet back! So now I can watch my stories every night!
I haven't been this excited since... have I ever been this excited?
Probably not. Especially when you consider there is a channel that shows WKRP In Cincinnati at night, AND there was an ABBA movie on last night!!! I didn't even know there WAS an ABBA movie!!! (Also, if I ever learn how to make that backwards B, I may just retire from the internets.)
Anyhow. Naturally, I watched General Hospital the past couple of nights, and began to catch up with Luke, Laura, Scott, Dante, Lulu, Patrick, Brenda, Sonny, Nikolas, Michael, and unfortunately, Carly. However, I'm still not sure how Stavros managed to escape the bottomless pit Luke pushed him into all those years ago? That's seems a tad unrealistic, GH.
After that, The Young & The Restless came on. Now I've never watched the show (honest!) but I left it there, just to see if I could catch a glimpse of Jason Morgan. At first there were two old guys on there I didn't recognize. Personally, they didn't look all that young or restless to me.
There he was. The gangster/coffee importer/main-reason-I-own-a-black-leather-jacket formerly known as Jason Morgan. In all his perfect-hair glory.
I'll admit, it was tough. I mean, this is a guy I modeled much of my life after. At least, my stoic facade and my cool manner with the ladies.
It was like seeing an ex-girlfriend you dated for years, but now she's married to someone else, and he's a nice enough guy and she acts happy, but you know they'll never have what you and she had, and sure you made mistakes but who doesn't, your story wasn't over yet and how could she give up on that and settle for him when the two of you had so much left to do! And why? Because it's convenient??? Well love's not always convenient!!!!!!
So... uh, yeah.. it was a lot like that...
Here's a fact you may find amusing. This actually started out to be a Music Monday post. I know, normally I post those on Tuesdays. But anyway, that just goes to show you how much I procrastinate, er, like to plan things out in my head for a few days before actually getting around to doing them.
It's one of my endearing qualities. I like to pretend I have several.
Monday was Glen Campbell's birthday. As I was googling and listening to some of his music, I hadn't realized how many songs he'd done with a positive, upbeat message. Sure some of them were a bit hokey. But after the previous week the world had seen, I was in the mood for some hokey.
This is a song called "I Will Never Pass This Way Again." It definitely has a bit of a gospel feel to it. The time stamp is a little distracting, and the audio and video are a tad out of sync. Hey, it was 1973. I'm sure it was a crazy time for us all.
I also came across Glen's version of "MacArthur Park," a song I've loved from the first time I heard it. I really like Waylon Jennings' version of this, but it wasn't Waylon's birthday, so...
"I will taste the wine while it is warm / And never let you catch me lookin' in the sun..."