So much to blog about, so little brain pan…

Honestly, at about seven o’clock this evening, I was thinking about blogging, and I was all for it! I had a lot to talk about– I mean, here’s a partial list:

* Zoomboy’s Open House

* What Squish yelled at her sister yesterday (“Stop saying ‘douchebag!”)

* A few students I’m going to sincerely miss at the end of the year

* The fact that Zoomboy’s playdate after school today blew chunks all over the school courtyard (which was an improvement over Sam’s sister’s friend, who blew chunks all over her classroom.)

* Chicken’s belated but welcome infatuation with dancing (“I’m smiling sometimes this year!”)

* The fact that I don’t have time to write my damned final (I’ll make time!)

* The bizarre question Big T asked me at five-oh-crotch-o-slutty-dawn a.m. (“Mom, do you think Gollum represents the duality of man?”)

* This completely awesome link that Chris sent me.

* My completely fucked Tuesday (which still gets it’s own blogpost.)

* The way all the teachers in the cafeteria knew Kewyn and the particular inflection with which they said his name (Mate said it didn’t bode well.)

* The way Squish sat down to the manipulative shape puzzle they had laid out as part of the open house game-playing extravaganza and just kicked that puppy’s ass–in spite of the fact that she will not attend Kindergarten for another year!

* The fact that my story “Phonebook” had to be taken from the ‘Upcoming Releases’ page of the Dreamspinner Press site because the banner at the top of the page is structured to remove the words ‘paperback’ or ‘ebook’ from titles, and according to the site, the title of the story was simply, “Phon”. (I am not shitting you–this is absolutely and hysterically true.)

* A poem I had completely composed as I sat on the potty about “Beware that woman, she’s a writer!” (It was very Maya Angelou–not filky at all, you would have been proud!)

* The joke that Mate and Zoomboy accidentally told each other on the way home about clocks. (Dad, what’s that other hand on the clock? That’s the second hand, son. No, it’s not the second hand, it’s the third hand, and you didn’t tell me what it does!”)

* And the way Squish bosses me around with the ipod in the mornings. (Not that song, the other one. That one’s too sad. That one’s too loud. That one’s just right. Now play it again. And again. Now California Girls! And now Nightmare Before Christmas! Again!)

So, basically a very full blog post, and I was looking forward to it.

And then, I got a phone call I’ve been expecting but not in a good way, and I find I’m just too tired to do these things justice. My grandfather passed away this morning, and we’ve been waiting for it, and he hung on way longer than he should have (because the guy survived four plane crashes and was on his second brain tumor– I think he was surprised that he’d be done in as early as the age of 92) but still. Still. The guy was my hero, and he was larger than life, and I’m not ready to write that blogpost either, but all in all?

I’m tired. It’s been a VERY full week, and I’m ready to be done with words for a while.

Good night all.

0 thoughts on “So much to blog about, so little brain pan…”

  1. Unknown says:

    Words aren't enough to express my sympathies for your loss. All I can say is that our heroes are always with us and to hold your memories of your grandfather close. In my head, my grandfather is still walking me over to the drugstore to buy me a comic book for me to read in the park while he smokes his (not-allowed) cigar.


  2. Louiz says:

    What a sad end to the week, I'm so sorry for your loss. He sounds like he was a wonderful man.

  3. Chris says:

    *big hug* Sorry to hear about your grandfather. 🙁

  4. roxie says:

    Hugs. Hugs and more hugs. Nothing I can say will help. I'll just sit here and hurt along with you.

  5. Anonymous says:

    So sorry for your loss Amy! I hope you find some form of consolation knowing how much he loved you and the memories you shared.

  6. Laurel says:

    Oh Amy!!! I'm SOOO sorry! I'll be thinking about you and your family as you deal with your loss. I lost my grandma a few years ago, and even though she had dementia at the end and wasn't really herself, she had been such a stalwart figure in our family, so caring and loving, that it was still really hard. I won't presume to give you advice about how to deal with your loss, but I hope that for every moment of grief, you can find another moment to remember all of the special qualities your grandfather had. Lots of digital ((hugs)) from me to you.

  7. Julie says:

    Aw. I'm sorry about your granddad. My sympathies to you and your family.

    Hope life smooths out soon.

  8. DecRainK says:

    *hugs hugs and more hugs*

  9. Donna Lee says:

    That is indeed a very full blog post and I look forward to one about your grandfather. He sounds like someone who lived a remarkable life.

    I'm sorry I didn't know him and I can't wait to meet him through your words.

  10. Galad says:

    Sorry for my belated condolences on your grandfather. How fortunate you were to have a hero to look up to and be loved by. Hugs

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