So it appears I have hit an all-new low......sitting at home on a Monday night listening to downloaded Meatloaf songs. Ironic, actually, since I just took ground beef out of the freezer to make for tomorrow as I was craving..you guessed it..meatloaf! I sense a theme...

Nonetheless, along with my newfound appreciation for balding rockers and greasy meat, I have clearly lost all shame, as I am freely admitting that I am enjoying this. I would do anything for love, but I won't do that........Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes.. Paradise by the dashboard light....

To paraphrase another character from my fleeting youth...good grief. (BTW, if you got that reference, accept it..you're getting OLD)

Only 28 years and 11 months until I am eligible to retire! Woohoo!(Well, on days like these you have to hold onto whatever you can!)

I have come to the realization that all these reality shows (America's got talent, American Idol, Canadian Idol, America's Best Dance Crew, America's Best Proctologist, whatever..you know what I"m talking about) are really only there to make the rest of us feel inadequate. It's like, "Look....if we search hard enough, we can find 10 minutes of talent in even the most mediocre of trailer-park folks...except you...you're still sitting on your couch". *Sigh*. Perhaps I should take up juggling, or sword-eating or something and get what I was promised by Andy Warhol............

Have a (mostly) painless week!

E

It seems to me, as a child, there was a show...not sure the name..two chicks and a dude with a guitar...aha! Sharon Lois & Bram! That's it! Anyhow, among singing about elephants on a wire or something, they had this song......"I am slowly going crazy...123456 switch!" Not entirely sure what the meaning of the %$#&ing song is, but I keep singing it in my head, but to no goddamn avail..it is still me going crazy (not so slowly)..when the hell does the switch kick in? Isn't it someone else's turn by now?

I dunno....something's gotta give. Between work and home and kids and home and kids (yes, they deserve repeating twice)...I could very well lose my mind....if I haven't already.

My idiot, er um, I mean my partner, advised me today (after a near aneurysm caused by a sink of overflowing dishes at 6pm as I arrived home following a trip to the grocery store, dollar store and liquor store... the latter, of course, necessitated by the hassle of the preceding two) with..... count them...TWO hungry kids in tow...that helping out around around the house (ie washing his own lunch tupperware) is something that he does "when I can.....but I'm tired".

Oh..is that right? How foolish of me! To think, for one second, that my full-time job plus all the requirements to maintain a home and children essentially by myself, in any way compared to his getting himself ready to go to work, well...I must have been delusional....of course it doesn't.

I have an idea.....from now on, I think I will feed the kids "when I can". I will purchase groceries, clothes, toiletries, "when I can". I will bathe the kids, wash their clothes, pack their lunches, help with homework "when I can". And when Children's Aid shows up at our door, my idiot can happily explain to them that we are a family that believes in doing things "when we can".

Have a happy week (when you can)!