Monday, December 29, 2008

If It Wasn't Attached...

Seriously, I'd just lose my brain. I'd leave it somewhere. I'd forget about it. I'd go looking for it and wonder, "What the hell did I do with that?" "I know I must have had it earlier, cause I have shoes on. They just didn't climb on my feet themselves. But where the hell is it?"

This is how I feel right now. My mind is so cluttered and clogged from the holidays and the year and life that I can't keep anything straight. I thought it was that movie last night that threw me off. I'm thinkin', maybe it's just me in general.

The kids went to winter camp. That's right, WINTER CAMP. It's the best thing invented since...well... I'd have to say, summer camp. Summer camp comes right after boxed wine on God's list of inventions. Winter Camp is actually a brainstorm of such intelligence it sometimes astounds me. Winter's not summer. The pools not open. It's cold (usually, it's kind of nice here now). Winter is so much more of a "I'm bored," time. "Can you drive me? To Ethans? To Victorias? To Amandas? To Trevors? To Sarah's? To Lindsays? To Jakes?" Camp takes all that away. You drop them off, a big shiny bus comes and get's them and their WAY to overpacked duffles and whisks them off to the Chesapeake. Now sure, there is no water skiing or sailing, there is however, camp fires and Winter Olympics and Ropes course and Movie nights and more!

So what am I complaining about? Really nothing except the fact that I just am kind of an idiot at times. I dropped the kids off at the bus and a friend is picking them up with her child. I thought they would be back at 4 today. I've been waiting and waiting. Rushed home to greet them. 4.45 rolled around, not here. 5.15 came and went. I played on the computer. Cleaned. Ate some hummus. Laughed with my brother on the phone. 6.20, not yet. I decided to call my friend and ask if the bus was late. Her husband answered her cell phone, I knew it was him but I still said, "Elizabeth?" Um, hint number one, Amy's not completely with it. The scary part is my friend works for NASA. Me, the yoga teacher is pretty much clueless. "Did she pick the kids up yet?" I asked her husband. Pause. Big pause. "Um, Amy, that's not til tomorrow." "No," I say. "It's the 30th." In a very kind voice I am informed that today is the 29th. How 'bout that? Well, next year, I'll be more with it. There's another resolution. Now I'm up to four. Counting cards is also one of them.

10 comments:

Kathy S. said...

I'm Baa-aack! And first. Happy, Happy Dance.

Lisa Samuel said...

No, I think you are cool but the crazy kind!!! enjoy one more day of peace!!!

Amy with bangs said...

I'm feeling you on this one A-Rod. I embarrass myself on regular occasions with dates and days and times. I'm running on my time in my world and no one has figured it out yet. Showed up to wait in the car line at school the other week (in my Pj's) to get the kids on an early check out day, only it wasn't early check out day. I had to get out in my damn pajamas and walk in the office to get them out because I didn't want to drive back in town. No bra either. Classy huh. One other thing, can you check out my website and give me your top 5 suggestions for a new song for my opening page. My hubby says Amy Seely is too slow and "tender moments" sounding for my style. I'd love your input since your all hip. Love you long time, Amy with the bad breath.

Amy needs Crest said...

I'm the amy with the bad breath... and terrible bangs. just want to clarify. don't go suggesting living on a prayer for my song just cause you thought i was saying you breath stank. can you believe i haven't even gotten into my wine tonight? maybe that's what's wrong. i'm on it. xoxo

Anonymous said...

It is okay, Lil' one. I had an ex (you know him,the COMedian, you dropped me off at the aeroport to catch a flight to see him, with .25 of a gallon of gas left to get you home to West Chester, only to receive a phone call 48 hours later, begging you and Marc to pick me up in Cincinnati..Marc, like the good person he is, said he'll more likely "wanna kick his ass than pick you up, oh, and by the way, where can I wire the money to get you on a flight RIght NOW????") anywhoo... he saID that my epithet would read something along the lines of..."Now, Where Did I Put My..."...not to worry little mouse, we are all SO there with you.

Mark said...

Hey Amy, I love you. Wanted to say that first because I need to, not because I need you to know it, but just because I need to know you are there for me. It's one of those selfish "I love yous" that someone says when they really mean, "I need you." Not that I need you to do anything for me. I know you need all of your energy to get through the end of this year and find clarity when the next one starts. Needless to say, we are on exactly the same page. I'm all over the place trying to make sense of this crazy year, and the holidays only serve to make it all the more difficult. That said, from what I can tell, we are both headed in the right direction. We just need all of the holiday celebrating stuff to be over so that we can take a moment to pause and just let our lives and minds settle down a bit. One thing I am clear about is that I am oh so lucky that we have been stabilizing forces for each other this year. I see much clarity and peace for us both in 2009. I'm not quite sure how we will also work in some craziness and fun, but I have no doubt we will. By the way, after I left that last voicemail for you, it happened again, but in a way that was 2 avenues west, if you know what I mean. But, I was smart. I just kept on walking and didn't look back. Did I mention that I love you? This time, not in that needy way, but in the way that means you are so, so special. Tell the kids I hope they had a good time at camp, but next time we pack a bit lighter. Mark

Lula! said...

OK, I was feeling all sorry for you, thinking that I needed to be there with you, drinking wine and listening to really good music.

And then you mentioned "counting cards" as one of your resolutions, and I cackled so loudly that I spewed spittle all over my laptop.

Gross.

When you learn to count cards, let me know...we're going to Vegas, my friend!

Christy said...

Counting cards? I'm in Ray. Don't you worry about it for a second. We all lose our heads a little bit now & then, and when things are crazy in our lives, even more so (but it's only temporary!) You have the right right now. :)

Christy said...

Counting cards? I'm in Ray. Don't you worry about it for a second. We all lose our heads a little bit now & then, and when things are crazy in our lives, even more so (but it's only temporary!) You have the right right now. :)

Christy said...

Oops--sorry! Clicked "publish" 2ce...now where's MY brain?