I think I have abut 16 things to say, but since it's far past my bedtime I bet it's more like 3.
Number 1 is I get so frustrated when I'm tired but I have things to do! I'm bad at mornings, and it takes me a long time to get it together and really get going in the morning. I get better and better, and if it's a good day, it's always around 10 or so when my brain gets juicy and I'm reading to Do some Stuff! But since I'm old or since I'm human or something, I end up getting distracted to how my body is mad at me for being awake and taking it out on me in mean, painful ways.
Number 2 is more exciting. And probably proof of my dorkiness in case you needed any. I have been a serious Bing Crosby fan since I was about 9. Dreamiest voice ever. I love him lots and could/should write all about him, but not tonight. My favorite Bing Crosby movie is Holiday Inn, which you should see if you haven't. Bing is a song and dance man who retires to run an inn that's only open on holidays. Beyond that it's typical Bing and Fred Astaire chasing after the same girl, but it's charming and ends happy. The music is all Irving Berlin, and it's where he introduced the ever popular (but not with me!) White Christmas.
So I have the movie on DVD and watch it a couple times a year. And of course I wanted the soundtrack because the music is the best part, but I've only found it for far too much money than I can afford for a cd. But hah! Today I got smart and looked on iTunes. Actually I was just looking for this awesome song called The Best Things Happen When You're Dancing which I didn't find, but there was the Holiday Inn soundtrack for 9.99. So you can guess what I'm listening to too loudly. Right now is
Number 3 is I got some kind of energy serge today and worked a bunch or making my art room work better for me. All the stuff I needed was far away (well, I'd have to stand up and walk a couple feet), and everything within reach I didn't use much anymore. So I fixed that. Or I'm fixing that. That's been fun and made me excited about future art projects. I wish I had an art club going on. I want to do art with other people, and I want someone to tell me what they like and don't about what I'm doing. Anyway, I'll show you all my lovely drawers when they're ready.
Number 4 is sad. I have a dad, like most people. He died 8 years ago tomorrow. I really miss him. I never imagined I'd go 8 years without seeing him, or talking to him, or even just listening to him. I would very much like to answer the phone and hear "Yeah Shelly, this is your dad..." even though he knew I had caller id. Or have him look down his glasses at me and ask "Do what now?" after I offered up some crazy idea. Or call him myself and be several minutes into the conversation before he asked "Who is this?" because he couldn't tell if it was me or my sister. I'd really like to just stand around with a group of people and listen to him tell a funny story and then laugh and laugh. He was a good story teller and a good laugher. But of course mostly I just want him to hold me and let me cry and tell him how much I miss him, and I'm sorry I was such a pain in the ass and I understand what a very good dad he really was. And then, since he owned and ran the best BBQ restaurant, I'd like him to make me a sandwich and fries just like I like them and then come sit and talk to me while I ate it.
We're going to stop at number 4 because I'm all cry-cry now. I'm going to fill a couple more drawers and then try to sleep without thinking about it too much.