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January, 2009

  1. redbox

    January 31, 2009 by shishnit

    its cheap, easy to use and addictive

    it’s the new crack!

     


  2. Nothing – poem

    January 31, 2009 by shishnit

    from my archives, circa 2001

    Nothing
     
    Its the nothing things
    The things that you do
    That I never thought of
    Watching you read a book
    Now is enough to love
     
    The way you chew your tongue
    wrinkle your nose
    or push back your hair in the wind
    makes me curl my toes
     
    These things are what I missed
    when you were away
    These things I have kissed
    again
    in the nothing that I say
     
    Let me tell you nothing
    but the smile upon my lips
    Im sitting here
    Drinking my cappuccino
    With tiny little sips
     
    You ask me what Im thinking
    Its something too hard to explain
    I say nothing.
    Knowing nothing will
    ever be the same


  3. love

    January 31, 2009 by shishnit

    After what had to be the worst day of his life in years…..he came home and is now making me dinner.

    Yah….I suck. 

    Or is it just that he’s just THAT wonderful?

    I’ve felt for the last few weeks that every time I came here to blog I have just wanted to gush to the masses about my husband.  And I have allowed myself to do that somewhat.  But trust that I don’t deserve him and I can’t think of anyone who does.


  4. I can’t blog about it….

    January 30, 2009 by shishnit

    but I must.  Something bad happened to Rick today.  Suffice it to say that he’s alive and well and for that I am so grateful.  I realize over and over that he’s truly such a sweet guy.  He’s “goodness” personified.  Yes, he does things that aggravate me because I happen to be easily aggravatable…but it always comes down to this…he’s just so damn good in the “person” department that it makes my heart ache. (Good persons should not suffer bad events!!)

    And when bad things happen to him…it hurts me so much.

    He’s ok….things will be ok….but it sucks.  When these things happen I want to scream, “Why do these things have to happen to him??????????” rather than some assclown that “deserves” it?

    I used to be total shit at handling stress…and this thing that happened is uber stressful, more so for him than for me…but for the both of us since we are neither singular anymore, but instead we are entirely a “we”.

    Upon hearing his bad news about this thing that happened I let out a huge sigh of relief that he was simply alive and calling me.  He’ll be ok, I’ll be ok…”we”‘ll be ok.  But it still sucks.

    p.s.  It’s equally wonderful to be married to someone that is all the things he is.  It makes it so easy for me to be proud of my husband, to love my husband, and to feel so lucky even in light of shitty events.  The words “Nothing matters more than you being ok…the rest can be worked out” were so easy to say that it really does amaze me.  HE is all that matters because he can’t be replaced.


  5. intermission

    January 30, 2009 by shishnit

    At the Eagles concert. The geriatrics are taking a big long break. Better that than heart attacks I suppose. Also better for me than being at work. They played boys of summer and I cried. I fell in love the summer that song came out.

    Let it be known that the bitch beside me can’t dance even though she thinks she’s sexy in her high waisted mom jeans and 1980′s bangs.

    Edited after the concert to add: The Eagles played 2 and a half hours. Rock and Roll kept them young. The concert was awesome. Don Henley’s voice is still perfect. Sooo worth the traffic jam in the rain beforehand and the SUPERBOWL only parking lots right now in Tampa.

    check it out