November 15, 2007
-
Not One But Two
2 people want me. It says so in the ad at the top of this page. If only I will log in and sign up, fork over my money, they will reveal with scary accuracy that there are 2, count them 2 people who want me. And I'm thinking, "Is that all they could find? I can find at least 3 who want me without leaving my home. I can find another couple two or three without leaving my neighborhood. I can probably locate a few more if I go through my email address book and let's be honest, if I'd put on a little eye shadow and get out in public more than once a week there would be more who want me and just don't know it yet. They are wandering around in search of something to pursue to give their life meaning, and by hiding out at home, I'm depriving them. But oh well. There is only so much of me. 2 people want me. I know that without paying anything at all for the knowledge."
Anybody sensing a slight shift in my self-esteem over the past few years?
I got new pajamas for my trip to Arkansas. I needed new pajamas anyway. Not because the old ones are getting threadbare - although they are. Not because the old ones are summer weight and I always freeze my buns off in Arkansas - although that's true too. No, I needed new pajamas because I've decided that even in my sleep I need to be reminded of certain truths. SO I got pajamas that say, "I'm cute, let's put me in charge." The boys kind of rolled their eyes a little. But they have no room to talk. It was Tucker's suggestion that I have my car horn changed to the sound of a bicycle bell. And Michael found the most obnoxious slippers I've ever owned and said, "These look like you!"
I remember years and years ago when a friend said to me, "Enjoy them now, little boys grow up fast and they stop hugging their Mom and thinking that you're pretty just about the time they hit first grade." So I have always made sure that I tell my guys how much it means to me when they say I'm pretty, or they tell me they love this or that thing I've done. Now, they've started saying, "You're cute." A lot. And they tell me that I'm not so bad for being so little. And Tucker says I'm a great cook (especially in November when I don't cook anything, I just let him eat pizza and chicken nuggets and other equally horrible nutrition choices because I'm spending my time writing).
2 people want me. Pffffft. I say again, Pfffft. I know that.
Comments (7)
I got a whole list of people that want you! You can have it for the low, low price of $29.96! You'll save 3 cents!
You must be WAY ahead on your word count...look at this bloggie we got!
If you'd just post a pic of you in those new jammies, maybe even MORE people would want you! 
LOL! This is priceless!
Good for you for getting the jammies. It's really true, they can make you feel wonderful.
Although I'm sure you're quite wonderful enough without cute jammies, we need to let the world know that (even the dreamworld.)
I'm enjoying reading your updates with Nanowrimo, but I miss your regular posties too. BTW, I've got a few people here who would want you too, so put them in the count.
List for need you, adore you, cherish you, (heart) you.. . . . you are on many lists dear. Two people want you and for that there is MasterCard. For being on the other lists, priceless.
2 people want you .... heh heh heh .... I used to wonder if other people wanted me and then I found out that the ones who DID were rather frightening all on their own so after that I stopped wondering and decided to stay home.
You are so precious and adorable!
yeha those things are meant to trap you when u are feeling sad and lonely. it had to be a lie too, how do they know who i am? either way, i never click them.
Comments are closed.