while my daughter is pretending to nap, rather she is coloring and singing songs, i have spent sitting in my living room, folding laundry, i have been watching old movies on tv. yesterday i spent crying while i watched "ice castles." today i am debating about watching a shirley temple movie. if only all my decisions were this irrelevant.
why do i love the phrase "alone, yes, but not lonely" so damn much?
emma and i are at a pass in our relationship. things are beginning to turn ugly. this love/hate this must end.
the thing that really upsets me is that she is so much like me.
robert mccarthy is the reason girls were banned from playing baseball during lunch recess. i was pitching no-hitters for 3 days in a row. i was about to face robert mccarthy, whose bat had suddenly turned cold the minute i started pitching. he strikes out, of course, and then runs home to complain to his father, who happened to be a big muckety-muck with the principal, and the next thing i know, girls are no longer able to play baseball with the "older" kids.
i could have played in the big leagues!
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