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By Nancy Lindquist | March 14, 2007
Hot and Bothered:
At the risk of dating myself, David Cassidy. Still adorable and yet older than me, my husband does NOT get it. I went to Vegas on my thirty-eighth birthday and saw him in concert. I love the man. Always have, always will.
The best part about the concert is that he held my hand and sang, “I Think I Love You” to me. I about died. My husband did not get the appeal. Mr. Cassidy stepped on his foot and Gene loves to joke about it to this day. I wanted to bronze the shoe, but Gene said, no.
Party Pooper.
Ready to Bitch Slap Them:
The woman who promised to babysit the boys tomorrow night. She just called to tell me she has to bake a birthday cake for her husband and can’t do it. My husband lined her up three weeks ago. Gene and I have not been away without the boys in almost two months. I’m going out of town to see my Dad this weekend, so we cannot reschedule.
The thing that bites is that I watched her kids a couple weeks ago. We ALWAYS pay her. On her way out the door she yells out, “I guess I’ll trade you a night or something.” I’m fine with that, but she has to bake a cake? Come off it. She is at home almost all day. She can’t do it then?
Excited to Read:
No one, at the moment. I want to read, but I’m in the middle of trying to get work done and I don’t have time.
Happy:
Lady Aibell Press and Loose ID. They each bought a couple books of mine yesterday.
Dressing Up:
My dad. Going home this weekend and he gets all pissy if you walk around in sweats.
Listening:
The Monkees. Okay, it’s not new. It’s old. It’s really good. A couple of their songs suck. My least favorite is, “I Wanna be Free.” COME ON. You want the woman to let you do what you want and not hold you down, but be there when you need her? Sounds pretty damn one sided, to me. However, several of their songs were groundbreaking. “(I’m Not Your) Stepping Stone” comes to mind.
Despite what people have been led to believe, they did play their own instruments. They had people working with them, but they can all play.
Peter Tork is still a babe.
Running:
My Marathon. No, this year I WILL NOT get pregnant. I am going to do it. See me in Chicago on October 7th, 2007 with 45,000 other runners. I’ll be the one coming in last in my pink T-shirt with the names of my friends who have survived and died from breast cancer on it.
Jonesing:
I really want some good chocolate. Godiva comes to mind. Yes, yes if I eat it I have to run further. That’s fine with me. I need an excuse.
March 14th, 2007 at 10:35 pm
“Gene and I have not been away without the boys in almost two months. ”
Try: “J and I have only been away from the kids one night in the past six YEARS!” * sigh * How I wish for a slightly more normal life!
KSA!
March 14th, 2007 at 11:40 pm
This whole post was wonderful, but the David Cassidy thing wins for best story I’ve seen all month on a blog. lol I loved it.
March 20th, 2007 at 8:40 pm
don’t you have an oven and eggs at YOUR house….sheesh she coulda baked the cake and watched your kids. I know I can watch my child and cook at the same time….most moms can.