 Yesterday, my husband and I were parked at the cemetery near our home, waiting to pick up our oldest from the school bus stop. Staring at the headstones, I turned to m husband and said, "Don't you dare give me a boring funeral." Come to find out, he doesn't want a boring and funeral either.
When our son got in the car, we explained our wishes and he too requested the same treatment. "Don't sing that song 'Until we meet again', " he said. "Play something upbeat." I spoke to my daughter abut my wishes later that day, since she is far more mature than either of her older brothers and it was her suggestion to write everything down, "I can't remember all that, Mom. I'm only ten!" So here it is, here is my wishes for a non-boring/typical funeral: (Oh, and before I start, let it be noted that I have no plans on going anywhere anytime soon. I'm hanging on to the bitter end, because that's how I like to do things. I'm just putting this out there so that the more who know my wishes can enforce them upon my children and make sure they follow through).
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 See the alpaca print? Cool, huh? My dear husband went on a business trip to New Jersey and returned bearing gifts for everyone. For the boys: t-shirts. For our daughter: a cool pen. And for me: a PONCHO.
When one thinks of New Jersey, one doesn't normally think of ponchos (New Mexico, Texas, maybe even Southern Cali), but apparently it is an option there in New Jersey. Obviously, he did not buy this gift for the sexiness aspect of it (though I suppose it could be sexy if you wore nothing under it... nah. Still not sexy). But I must say this: MY ALPACA PONCHO IS COZY. As I type this post, while wearing my poncho, I can't help but think of all you poor folk out there who are missing out. I'm setting a trend here--WRITER'S IN PONCHOS. It's like a blanket, but BETTER. It covers me both front and back AND has arm holes so I can continue typing without interference. It doesn't slip nor does it have to be adjusted. The best thing of all: ONE SIZE FITS ALL and it's gender neutral (though I have no plans on sharing mine). At first glance, you may think, "I bet it's itchy." But you would be wrong. It's very, very soft--like a cloud of fluffy goodness. I normally wear hoodies while writing, but now with my poncho life has gotten much much better. My legs are no longer envious of my arms and torso. They can now partake of the poncho as well (it covers my knees). Only my feet are sad. Too bad they don't make Snuggie-like ponchos. Wait, do they? That is definitely something that should be looked into. I love my husband. I love that he thought about me and how I tend to be a rather cold person (not evil-cold, just chilly). His gift-giving cracks me up, but this poncho not only warms my body and heart, but it quite a practical gift when you think about it. I am warm while I write and I am also prepared for any Cino De Mayo party should I be invited to one. Each month I do a giveaway for one random commenter (last month was a zombi t-shirt). This month the winner could be YOU! Leave a comment below and let me know you stopped by and you will be entered into the drawing. Super easy. Love my poncho? Think it's an excellent idea? Please comment and let me know.  Yeah, I haven't done a lot of writing lately. There. I admit it. It sucks, but it's the truth. I could blame it on a lot of things--like the fact my laptop went on the fritz and my computer-fixing husband just so happens to be on a business trip at the same time or how I'm single-parenting three kids while he is away--but the fact is, I just don't want to write.
I have time. I have plenty of time to write, hours in fact, and I actually have an old desktop computer that I can use to write, but it sure seems a lot easier to stay in my pajamas until three in the afternoon and watch various TV episodes on Netflix. It's way easier, actually. Sometimes characters just don't want to speak to me and sometimes the plot and story seems elusive. I'm not a plotter and so when the creativity juices just don't flow or I hit that invisible wall marked "Writer's Block" then I have to step away and chill for a while. I will be back, because that's how this writing thing seems to work for me--write like a crazy woman and then go through a drought--it's a pattern I recognize all too well. So as I laid there on my couch, covered with two big fluffy blankets, it dawned on me: I'm not being TOTALLY lazy; I'm only being PARTIALLY lazy. There's a difference. Okay, maybe not, but I would like to believe that maybe, just maybe that while watching episode after episode of CHUCK I'm storing away valuable information for a later time. Like maybe, I'm studying character development, body movements, and expressions. I'm doing freakin' research, okay? |
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