BLOCKED

Okay, I have been given the head-nod by Adam to take a seat and write for a bit. Now that I have the chance, the first in what seems to be a very looooong time, I can’t think of a damn thing to say.

So, I am going to do an exercise that I used to do when I was reading The Artists Way. Typically this is done first thing in the morning to rid the mind of unwanted “stuff”, not at night, listening to music, the humming of the Shark ripping discs and my husband singing all the while sipping a glass of wine. Anyway, the exercise is to spontaneously write whatever comes into your head for 20 minutes. I will spear you the twenty minutes, but you will have to either read or skip what is written next. Here’s to cleansing my mind. The exercise will commence once I fill my wine glass.

Ok, ok, what to write. I love classical music; I hate hard, metal banging, ear piercing rock. I hope my babysitter will decide to come one afternoon a week this summer, I haven’t hard from her, what’s the deal? My body is tired. But I am looking forward to the triathlon this weekend. Should I throw chance to the wind and not learn how to change a tire and buy a pump, tire and repair kit? I was in the lake today for my first “open water” swim. Yeah, glad I did that! Swimming in the cold, dark depths is a far cry from the easy to see, clean pool that I did laps in. Adam is talking, yap, yap…talking about Blondie that is playing and Cheap Skate. Oh my god, I was never asked to roller skate dance with anyone at Cheap Skate. Everyone use to think I as a boy, it was heart breaking. Many tears were shed due to being called a boy. No breasts, short hair, I looked just like my brother so people always assumed we were twins. Which brings up another interesting point…Everyone who meets my brother has been asking if he is younger than me. NO! No, he is not! For the record, I have no problem with age; in fact, I really think I am going to come into myself once I hit my 40’s. Not that I am wanting my late thirties to go away but I wouldn’t say they have been totally smooth sailing. Oh there is so much to say, but why drone on about those things. Wait, he is still talking, doesn’t he know I am writing? Oh yeah, my age. Oh yeah, my birthday. Oh, how I love my birthday. I like to try to squeeze as much out of it as possible. It all really changed when the kids came along. Not that I don’t LOVE my birthday anymore, but I just don’t care to do as much with my birthday as I did before. I still remember a picture of me on my 30th birthday that Adam took; I was napping on the couch with CT (3 months old) on my chest. Ever since that birthday, things have changed. So, what do I like to get in on my day? The things that I consider wonderful and decadent or at least that I really like to do are: 1. Go to a coffee shop, drink coffee and read a book (alone) 2. Work out. 3. Have some good red wine. 4. Have cake. Really if you look at that list, I am an easy woman.

Oh god, I must stop writing. I am droning. Thanks for letting me do this. And don’t forget…Flag Day, June 14th, this Tuesday…MY 35th BIRTHDAY.

Here is to unblocking…cheers! Which makes me think of Aimee, how is that book coming, girl?

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