I so wanna have something to rant about today – but I’m not feeling ranty.
Or something to be really funny and silly about – but I’m not finding the funny.
I am really happy.
That “yay” for me happy.
like when you turn on the radio and some random station is playing a song you LOVE and haven't heard in like 10 years ... and raining or not you have to roll down the windows and sing along .... then you realize that the rain on your face feels really good.
This is that day.
Mary comes to town tomorrow, and the rest of the girls … well women… grown ass women … show up on Friday. I’m going to laugh and laugh until I am in pain … and then laugh some more.
I hope that all of you have a friend or group of friends like that. Ones that feed your soul…and your mouth …. Friends with food- does it get better than that?
But this is a close second – I was talking to my high school friend this week.. and he and I have both been busy and let a few days pass between emails … so I threatened to call out his entire name … and recommended that he get his “wee ass” back to GA so we could catch up over a beer…..after some ass / crack jokes … I was informed on the status of his body which included the following line.
“Don't worry, I've still got the legs and thighs and butt of a soccer player. And the upper body of a weak out of a shape person. Oh, and I can't forget: The midsection of a God-like Lover.”
This is the boy I was too chicken shit to go for in high school and some college … what a pus I was .. cause damnit that’s funny.
So today I have no rant, only this silly smile on my face when I think of the friends I have, the girls that I’d sell my lungs for, the boys who I have sweet memories of, and the friends I have on this hear new fangled machine …
Oh and thankful for “Crowded House” I love that damn band,