I happened to hear that song last night and sort of fell into it, if that makes any sense. I must have heard it a hundred times before, but last night it just ... spoke to me. For some reason, I heard each word, every nuance, as I had never heard it before.
Which prompted these reflections.
When I'm down and low, you pick me up.
When I'm blue, you give me back my pink.
When I'm hungry, you feed me.
When I'm sick, you watch over me.
When I'm sad, you dry my tears.
When I'm full of myself, you keep me grounded.
When I'm silly, you laugh with me.
When I'm smart, you listen to me.
When I'm stupid, you set me straight.
When I'm hurt, you give me Band-Aids.
When I want to talk, you listen; when I don't, you give me my space.
When I want to be alone, you respect my wishes.
When I'm insufferable, you love me anyway.
When I need you, you're always there.
You've saved me, and saved me from myself, more times than I can count.
Who am I talking about? I'm talking about my friends. Good friends are truly a blessing -- saving graces. I love them all and I hope they know I'll always be there when they need me.
doman - Guy wearing a do-rag.
liabelous - They're liable to slander you.
asscomplishments - I have no idea what this is -- but I think it's probably something I'd like.
setence - Throwing plates and silverware and stuff on the table.
Roxan found these. I have no idea what they mean, and I'm probably better off not knowing.
a god amung men
dude, stop with the retardery
lets be ultrs feminine!!
I wish I'd worn my horse head hat this morning. In fact, I wish I'd ridden a horse to work -- because horses at least have a sense of direction. The route I normally take was blocked off due to a fire last night, so I detoured down this street I'd never been down before. Never a good idea with me. I thought it came out on a street I am familiar with and, after about a mile of rough territory and rougher railroad crossings, it did. Alas, I turned the wrong way onto that street. I was nearly on the other side of town before I got myself acclimated and found a place to turn around. I was late to work, of course. My boss had himself a good belly laugh at my expense. Of course, he already knows not to send me anywhere I've never been before. I have no sense of direction whatsoever. Never have. This is why I've suffered some hilarious mishaps any time I've tried to drive somewhere out of town by myself. I might have lasted as long as one whole day as a pioneer woman.
I am so annoyed with Blogger! It keeps "saving" posts, which it ostensibly does automatically now. There's no "recover" function any more, which pretty well leaves you up the creek, sans paddle, and cussing for all you're worth when the SOB is lying -- which it has been. Three times now, it has said it "saved" something and didn't. When I went to edit, there was nothing there. Trying to recreate posts sucks when you've been sitting here writing stream of consciousness. It's totally pissing me off.
|You Get Enough Sleep|
Although sometimes it make not feel like it on Monday morning...
You are getting enough sleep.
Want to sleep better? Try wearing socks to bed and turning your clock to where you can't see it.