What did you want to be when you grew up? The very first ambition or dream?
I’ll tell you my first goal in life. Okay, my second dream. According to my mom, my first career goal was to be a mail lady. I know, I know. Big dreams for a little tyke. Apparently too lofty of an aim for a small town kid from Wyoming because I never achieved the desired success of being able to deliver mail. Sad to say, I am not a mail lady.
Alas, I am not musically inclined so only I can hear this in my head as it’s meant to be. Watch this video first, though. It will help. And I do apologize for getting this melody in your head. Once it gets in there, it is very, very hard to get out.
I used to think, gee
I’m as smart as smart can be.
But now I see
I’m a lot less of a smarty
and even the smarts that used to be inside me
A couple of months ago one of our IT guys left to find greener pastures. His replacement, we were told, would be NC.
“NC?” I asked. “I went to school with an NC.”
“This NC went to school in a neighboring community,” came the reply.
That sufficed.
If I had any say
and had my way
I would outlaw Monday
I would just say
no to Monday
You’re not welcome here
no way.
If I had any say
and had my way
I’d rethink Tuesday
I would say
maybe no Tuesday
no Tuesday today.
If I had any say
and had my way
I’d ban Wednesday
I’d say
Wednesday
go away.
If I had any say
and had my way
I’d keep Thursday
I’d say
you’re okay, Thursday
you can stay.
If I had any say
and had my way
I’d make Friday
the play day
play, play,
all day.
If I had any say
and had my way
I’d say, Saturday,
I’m too tired to play
let me sleep today
on Saturday.
If I had any say
and had my way
I’d say welcome Sunday
I will take today
and pray
and not at all worry
because there is no Monday.
© 2013 ck’s days
More silliness
Myconcentratedefforttosavespace by ck
caroljones by ck
Non-conformist by ck
Letter to Wal-mart Elves by ck
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Have you seen emails with “Print Responsibly” and some sort of logo – usually involving trees – at the bottom? A few of my coworkers have it stamped below their signature. I typically giggle when I see it because I envision what irresponsible printing might look like. Perhaps it looks similar to Judy at the copier.
http://blog.urbanbohemian.com/2009/02/18/5006/
Or the next level of slogans might be “Friends don’t let friends print stupidly.” The options are endless.
One day, I muttered it out loud like a good joke.
“What?” my new office mate asked.
I explained it’s at the bottom of so-and-so’s email.
“Oh,” she said. Then bless her heart she added, “You know, you just can’t read some people’s handwriting.”
And she was serious.
Huh. I did not see that coming. Her statement opened a whole new world of silly images for me.
More office hijinks:
Help yourself by ck
Red velvet cookies by ck
F’ar to Midland by ck
I don’t believe in bad days. True, there are some days when bad stuff happens – like a domino effect – that seem to overtake the day. I attribute those bad days to low coping skills. Nothing more, nothing less.
So, I had a bad, domino-effect, day. The only thing I wanted to do all evening is hibernate in my little corner and pray my ship would come in. Sooner rather than later.
What did I need for a fix-up, band-aid, balm? A good laugh.
First, I watched Big Bang Theory. I chuckled when the novice fisherman Howard – all decked out in his new fishing gear – finds out he looks silly. “I wish I would have known that before I posted all those pictures of Facebook,” he replied. This elicited a giggle.
Then my niece, Bubba, posted pictures on Facebook (the Facebook postings are just a coincidence – or are they?). She finally posted pictures from our vacation to Yellowstone this summer. There’s me on a horse – his name is WINSTON.
Photo by bossy trail guide lady
And there was the random foot hanging off the motorcycle. I remembered our initial reaction to it. Obviously, we thought it picture worthy because we have a picture of it. To borrow the teen way of expressing humor – haha!
Photo by Bubba
But then she posted her picture of her attending an Ugly Sweater Dance. She was very excited about this dance. When we went to our annual Day-After-Thanksgiving movie (pretty original name, eh?) she proudly sported a red sweatshirt with two huge Christmas bears (I can’t quite remember but I think the bears may have been necking). It was a thrift store buy and she loves it! She wears it even without an Ugly Sweater theme. Her new thing is Christmas sweaters.
That made me LOL.
(sigh) Okay, I can wait for my ship to come in. At least until Monday.
You graduated high school. It was time for you to move on and leave our youth group. Because that is the natural progression of things. Someone else was called to lead the younger girls.
“I’ve been replaced,” you said.
“Not at all!” I reassured. “You can never be replaced.”
At the end of summer, it was time for you to move away for college. Because that is the natural progression of things. Your replacement in the youth group also took your old job in the community.
“I’ve been replaced,” you said.
“Not at all!” I reassured. “It’s just a coincidence.”
A new girl moved in and started attending our youth group. Because that is the natural progression of things. I watched her face when confronted with unpleasantness. She kept a cool, serene expression. Underneath the calmness I can only imagine what was turning and burning. She is a sweet girl that everyone loves. But I bet she has no clue that her own coolness meter is off the charts. And I realized, she reminds me of…you.
So, I hope we never again have the discussion where you say, “I’ve been replaced.”
Because I might have to reply, “Ok, now, maybe.”
(Just in case you happen to read this, let me hastily add a 😉 and a LOL to make it all better. And maybe a JK. Now you can return with a HAHAHA and we’ll be ROFL, right? Emoticons and acronyms pretty much allow us to say anything we want nowadays and still remain friends.)
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