April 15, 2006
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I’m sorry I’ve been a bad blogger lately, both in the posting and commenting. I get interested in an idea for a post, like how weird is it that I seem to have lots of friends who I enjoy for one reason or another but I don’t necessarily hold them in the highest esteem. I have two friends that I do feel that way about but one, my best friend, Marcie, lives in California and one, Teresa, is married with kids and a busy social life. More and more I find women who amuse me. The woman I just wrote about produces sentences I want to get on paper. She’s a smart-ass without being heavy on the sarcasm. She’s got a light touch and a quick mind. And I like the way she looks. What I really liked was the way she was with her kids. She loved them like kids should be loved. For a woman attorney, she was very low-key. She quit work to stay home with her kids and I watched her take up the same pursuits that kept me sane.
I remember the first time I noticed her in the locker room. She was telling a story, while the women in her aerobics class did their hair, something about being at a Halloween party. She was the butt of the joke she was making but you could tell she was the coolest one at the mirror. I was over at my locker, in my swim suit. She’s why I quit swimming.
The reason I haven’t been as attentive as I’d like to be here is that I am hooked on my book. I can’t tell if it’s a way to feed an old addiction, without the danger, or if I’m just in a good place and it’s flowing. That’s always fun. For whatever reason, it’s all I want to do.
But I’m supposed to be getting ready. I’m doing an Easter dinner for my family. Not my kids because they’re going to their dad’s, fuckers. I think it’s unreasonable that when he has no plans and I announce I’m doing a dinner this year that he decides he will, too and they all go there. The middle daughter kept trying to get me to do a brunch, but I held firm. So then he says he’ll start his later so that the oldest can come. Like I’m supposed to have a prefunction. I guess she’s coming over with that in mind.
Hope you all had a Good Friday.
Comments (17)
it was good good friday. the novel (youself) will always take precedence over your blog (us). and i would never quite swimming if i liked it. there’s too many attention whores out there, who come off as perfect because they are so severly lacking in ‘real’ personhood, to keep me from what i feel like doing to bring back my attention from all those melodrma overachievers back to me me ME
Stopped swimming? I wish you hadn’t but I don’t know why. Hey, I thought you used me for amusement. Oh, and clowns don’t care about esteem, that is why they are so bad at trying to be funny. So, next year demand that your kids invite you OVER. and then he will do the same and then you can see who they invite. See, I make no sense at all today. Darn that perspective of looking at life as a contest. Cheers. And, Happy Easter. Crack and egg for me.
Good for you in getting deeply involved with the book. I wonder if you have quit swimming if that you was the you that you are right now. I think you would be the coolest person in room right now. Here’s hoping your dinner is better! It is bound to be. Have a great Easter.
Families make me nuts…but you already knew that.
I am writing well these days myself, but unlike you I can’t seem to stay away from Xanga. I think it clears my mind of the daily minutia before I hit the pencils. Either that or I am an attention freak.
Between Dave’s kids we never seem to pick a time that works, so this year I opted OUT..so what happens…Tommy’s girlfriend asked us to brunch…I can’t stand her…..crap and we had no excuse, but at least it’s us that can leave… Kids….Happy Easter Pru, I want to call and chat next week!! Let me know what time would be good..marilyn
I don’t know all the reasons why but I just love reading certain peoples posts! It is like an invitational peek into other’s lives. I feel honored and yes even a sense of friendship with some people that I have met while on this keyboard sidewalk. In a busy world, it is nice to connect with others, sharing our woes and our joys and giving and receiving support and encouragement. Thank you Prudence for allowing me to walk with you and for sharing so honestly your thoughts and feeling. Have a great day! I gots to gets to work!
Liz.
How disappointing, but kids! I’m alone this year, a quiet weekend too. If my mother’s having my brothers over for dinner, she’s not telling me. I don’t want to ask. Probably my brothers are going to an ex’s house. I keep thinking to call someone up and see what’s going on, but don’t. Long walks with my dog. Writing at night. This seems to be keeping me somewhat sane. I’m in the midst of a radical shift in my attitude towards all my “stuff,” which, truly, I’d wanted to simply abandon, but that’s gonna hurt my kids too much, so backtrack, see what I can negotiate. That tension, dealing with the moving company is on the agenda now, and working at at temp job all next week, is keeping me slightly exhausted, just enough to want to stay home quietly, rest, write, nap, think.
I’ll be thinking of you today, Pru. Hope it’s a wonderful dinner, and I’m glad your oldest is coming by. Too bad the ex is still playing games like this. Mine is in another city, so there’s really no choice for the kids; one place or the other.
I love your character sketches! And am super happy so so glad to hear that the novel has re-gripped you is swinging along-
*hugs, xo & happy Oestre honey
I agree with what was said earlier in the comments. If you’re on a roll, it’s better to be working on your book than blogging or commenting. Just an opinion.
Happy Easter have a wonderful one, Judi
Like a good river runner, when the flow is good, ya gotta go with the flow. So keep working on that book. I only wish I had such a good excuse for being a bad blogger. Blaming it on the icky weather we’re having doesn’t quite work.
So what exactly is a Prudy easter dinner? For some reason I keep thinking it has to include zen yams and enlightened green beans.
drunkpunches As a matter of fact I’m just about to make the Zen yams. I came looking to see if you’d posted already, having schemed this whole thing out ahead of time. It’s all yours.
Enjoy the dinner. Doing a quiet one here since I just saw my folks last weekend and wasn’t up for 6 hours of driving this weekend. Invited a single dad and his girl over to join us at dinner, so that will be fun. Easter’s never a big deal with me, although the girls are going crazy because we cannot find all the plastic eggs we know we have! Bought a pork loin to cook and need to decide what to do with it.
Thanks for the recipe. I’ve saved it. Just before I got your email I’d cut the whole loin in half (4 pounds still!) and am brining it overnight in a vanilla brine. Then tomorrow I’ll choose either this Italian herbed thing or this garlic thing. Both sound good. I’ve got Yukon gold ;potatoes, green beans, and maybe a fruit salad. Should probably think about dessert at some point.
glad you’re hooked on the book! sounds like the best way to be!
By all means, work away at the book and leave the blogging till later.
I think your girls will someday come to appreciate you more. I hope it’s soon. Perhaps when their father stops feeling like he has to compete with you, which is what it seems like he’s doing.
Thanks for visiting. I am sorry about the picture. Just a little joke to make people smile, I hope I do not offend you:)