#524...recalcitrant ramblings

"Oh come on, how long are we going to milk this entry?  
Comment from chasingmoksha - 8/11/05 12:11 AM "

(this, in response to my last crusty old entry....)

milking done, sheeze. 

Let's see what kind of inane dribble I can muster up for you this morning. Without my first morning coffee even.  So here we go - recalcitrant ramblings from a muffled mind....

okay, I'll bring you all up to speed on my life of late.  Call the Enquirer, wake the neighbors if you must.

I'm doing a speed update here and in no particualar order - so feel free to insert periods or commas where you think you might need to catch a breath....

big inhale....

So every once in a while we find ourselves in a predicament of uninvited intentions and unexpected events, and the Queen herself has found herself in just such a jam -  and in more than a few areas of her life of late. All of which has precluded her from posting frivilous flimflammery of late. Case in point:

The Queen has dutifully, yet unmindedly, volunteered her services as unit newsletter editor and unit council member at her place of employment for the last year or so (for even the reigning Queen of Pointlessness position doesn't pay well, doncha know) - and thereby unwittingly got sucked into the big void of employment underappreciation and uninvited free demands on her already limited free time. 

Now couple that with the fact that the Queen has also fallen into the deep dark well of addiction, with her drug of choice being little glass beads and baubles and shiny things all linked together on some little fine strings...and like all good addictions, the addiction has spread like wildfire (with some smaller circles having now dubbed it "Housewife Ecstacy") and so now more and more people want a piece of her fine talents and some even go so far as to call her the Beading Temptress from Hell.

Not that I mind that, mind you - it's good for business.  (Insert plug here: www.believablebalderdash.com) And chasingmokska up there, can attest to that now - can't you dahling?   

Now take that couple and couple that with the fact that the Queen has decided that there just might be something to this latest "fad" of exercising, and so - has been dutifully hitting the gym every single damn day for the last few weeks and has also been dragging her sorry assed stent inbedded husband against his stubborn will too - because she is still the reigning Queen and knows what's good for him.

Now take that triplet and couple it with the fact that we should all offer daily support (because there but for the grace of God go I ) to our Miss Pam, (and now my brother-in-law) -  in their struggle with the Beast of All Beasts,  the "terrorist extreme" of the medical field - the cruel and unjust - the one who seeks to destroys innocent hard working people - the unwanted houseguest who doesn't know when to leave - the parasitic seeker and wrecker of normalcy - the sleeping sleaze of sneakiness - (shall I go on? I could ya know..)  yep - you got it - the big C... 

Because she is a firm believer in keeping the strength of love and family to see them through.  And she also believes it's up to all of us to keep the candles lit along their path so that they can find their ways more easily out of the darkness...

Now take that quadruplet and couple it with the fact that summer fun is still summer fun and you know what that means - yep, gardening, cleaning, powerwashing decks, staining, garage sales, reading, barbie-q-ing, laughing, imbibing, catching fireflies, walking in thunderstorms, swatting mosquitoes, laying by the pool, and soon the ocean and the sand...has kept her a tad busy and guilty of the dreaded j-land lag...

So there you have it - forgive me.

Now can I have my coffee?