Normally this is a tough time of year for me. I find the months after Christmas to be dark, cold, and depressing. They then lead right into the period before my birthday which, for reasons I do not wish to discuss yet, I despise. It has nothing to do with getting older – although that’s the premise I hide behind. I think probably only one person knows the true reason.
I am so easily irritated these days. The Diva is in full Diva mode. She honestly has no idea that there are 3 other people living in this house and that the world does not revolve simply around her and her desires. I was discussing the situation with the Postman last night, wondering when that all might change and he replied “Not until she’s about thirty.” God help me.
Beyond these four walls, it seems the world has gone mad. Or madder. The big news of the week: Tyra has gained weight. Seriously? There are so many problems with making that the issue of the week. There is a war going on in Iraq. There are peace rallies taking place in Washington. But Tyra gained some weight folks. Don’t get me wrong: I am beyond pleased that she is fighting back. It’s high time someone like her stood up and said “It’s ok!” But…I still can’t fathom that’s what made big headlines this week. Is it because we have become so numb to everything else that’s going on that we needed a diversion such as this? Side note: If I looked like Tyra does, I would be thrilled! She looks fabulous. And she’s intelligent to boot.
It’s time to get moving. Volunteering at school today and running errands after that. It’s a balmy 8 degrees F this morning so it shouldn’t be too bad.
This is a youth-oriented society, and the joke is on them because youth is a disease from which we all recover.—Dorothy Fuldheim