I'm tired.
I'm very tired.
I'm so tired that everytime I get behind the steering wheel I have to literally slap myself in the face to avoid falling asleep....

Sometimes I can't help wanting to be like Puertorican White Rice...
EVERYWHERE...

I need to learn how to slow down...

I've been busy doing some church related things..like helping True out with his stuff like a type of personal assistant with fringe benefits..

I'm not saying what the benefits are...
so don't ask...

I've also been up to my ears in work...because my boss loves to leave things for the last minute just so she can see me squeal and self-inflict paper cuts in my fingers...

Miss C is doing great....she's talking like a parrot...telling us to shut up..be quiet...shhh shhh...slamming her fists on tabletops to make sure she gets her point across....(remind ya' of anyone??)

She has also developed a keen sense of observation...

Yesterday she was playing with this Pirate Ship, which I have tried to throw out on 3 occasions...It's an old Fisher Price Ship that belonged to my bro when he was a kid...a normal kid...before the whole Ghostbuster fanatic era...

So, anywhoot, Miss C always sees it in the trash..digs it out and takes it to play...but yesterday she made the most wickedest observation:

"Look Mothe-e-e-r (she stresses the "ER" part..and actually says this in English) it's a pirate ship!!"

"Yes...::rolls eyes:: it's a pirate ship.."

"Yeah, Moth-e-er it's a pirate ship with wheels...ships don't have wheels!!"

Note to Fisher Price: You guys have to start making anatomically correct ships...these kids are sharp..

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Things with True are good...
Nice, calm...not too much drama..
But once in a while I'll catch an attitude bug to stir things up a bit...
I'm not about to completely retire and take up knitting ya' know...
He thinks I have an attitude problem....

Maybe it's because I like to win. ALWAYS.
Perhaps I am used to being the QUEEN OF THE HOUSE, QUEEN OF THE JUNGLE...MASTER OF THE LAND...yada yada yada..

I'll admit to the attitude problem...but I'm hooked...like crack...
It's hard as hell to not wanna honk your horn and flip the bird at someone who cuts you off in traffic...
Or when you're told you need to turn your attitude down a notch..

What notch??!!

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And on a final sad note...the mom of a dear friend has passed away. She lived a plentiful life (she was 98), but nevertheless the loss of a mother is very hard. I went to the funeral home to pay my respects. I never had the pleasure of meeting her, but my friend is one special lady.

But...but....
I don't usually do funeral homes...
I especially don't do funeral homes, flying solo.
But I decide to go anyways..
and after failing to park Death Van in reverse, in the only spot available...I walk in and there's no one in the room she was assigned to.

So my stupid ass sits there by myself...and waits...and waits...
and after about 15 mintues, I'm like...am I in the right place?

So I go to information...and homegirl with the black lip liner, who happens to be flashing her cleavage and chewing on a massive wad of Bubblelicious says:

"They are in the Main Center for the Service".

Service? ::gulp::

I go in..sit through the Holy-mary-mother-of-god & the Ave María, long enough until the Father tells us to hug each other...and when saw each other and hugged and she introduced me to the rest of her family...

When the service continued...the Father told us all to join hands...

Join hands??
With strangers??

I had to hold hands with two strange men who were with their significant others...

and while they were singing a "We are the World like song", I kept hearing Hip Hop in my ears..

as soon as they let go and people scattered I made my way home...Vader agreed to taking care of Miss C for a limited time only...

But to you my dear friend....
I send you all my good vibes...all my strength and hope to pass this difficult moment..

and I'd hold hands with all the strangers in the world if it would help..

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So anywhoot I'm off...and if I can't post tomorrow...I wish you guys a happy, peaceful and joyous thanksgiving...!!

Thought of the evening: When in doubt, consult your pillow