Other Interests....I Like That

After this not-so-banner week, even though it's not yet over, I figure y'all could use a giggle. I met up with a dear friend this morning for coffee at "moonquarters". She works nights on the weekends and was telling me that one day a week the kids all pitch in for housework day. Her oldest son (I'll call him xaM) is Alex's age. Last week on the fringe of housework day, he informed her he was retiring. He said "Mom, I've moved on and have other interests and I'm not interested in housework day anymore". Can you just HEAR it?! My friend, I'll call her eiluJ, took a good long look at xaM before reporting "well that's fine. I have moved on too, and have found new interests. I'm no longer interested in doing your laundry, cooking your meals, driving you to your lessons, helping with homework...." Score one for the momma!

I'll be guest blogging over at Coming To A Nursery Near You (Dawn's) tomorrow and must say I'm quite excited. I'm sure Dawn is fearing with all the news going on this week I'm going to say something too conservative and ruin all her hard work. Dawn, I know you're out there, no worries, I'm not in the mood to mention anything conservative. Nor anything that would inflame debate. Such as Ohhhh Jay.

Like WHY is the black community in Vegas and elsewhere so certain he is innocent? That he's being treated so unfairly? When did we start convicting the justice system without merit? I got to thinking....you know as bad as OJ is, not gonna mince words here, he's nowhere near the racist his supporters are. He's not so worried about color, nope. I have supporting points backing up my hypothesis (in no particular order--because honestly, I don't know the order):

Kelly Day Today

My friend Kelly is coming down today! Yay! I'm very excited! I usually go north to my hometown, so nobody comes my way, they don't have time to miss me before I come up again. I try and get up there every six weeks or so to visit the cemetery where my father and sister are. And of course Dunkin Donuts. When I begin to plan another day trip, I call Kelly first. We all have a Kelly in our lives, how would we ever do life without one? She's the friend I call when I need a listener. She listens and doesn't inadvertantly turn the conversation to what's happening to her. Unless it really is relative! She listens. Imagine that! And she thumps me on the head--all the time. I need those thumps, they wake me up.

These past few years I've been aware of how I listen. Because I know when I needed to sound off when I was hurting it hurt to suddenly find myself listening to them. I'm aware that when a friend calls to talk about a problem, they've entrusted me to HEAR them. There will be plenty of time down the road for reciprocation. It doesn't come naturally to me, it's a conscious effort.

Yes ....I'm happy my Kelly will be heading my way. We'll visit, thrift shop, thrift shop, thrift shop, visit, and dine. Guess it's a good thing she doesn't live too close--we'd never get anything done! Well thrift shopping...