that I don't know. All I know is that I don't know nothin'. Sorry, I couldn't start with a post name like that and not sing Operation Ivy. Maybe you can, but I just can't. And now on to the post.
I know that if there is an empty bathroom with seven stalls, you should not come and sit in the one right next to me and pee. I do not want a potty buddy.
I know that the community around that boy in Ohio are full of it when they say he was a great kid and there were absolutely no signs that he was going to lose his shit and shoot up the school. Stop being in denial and love and help your kids people! Our country offers no preventive help for families and would rather just throw folks in jail later. Jails make money y'all! Having worked with kids for a while I know there were several that at age 4, I already knew were going to be trouble. It's pretty hard not to see.
I know that I'm happy that a lot of my favorite musical artists are being featured in movies and commercials. Some people are upset by this. I say MAKE YO' MONEY!
I know that even though last night was crappy restaurant night, it was also, "I had a great talk with Rich and get to love him a while longer" night. So that made the food taste better. It really did.
I know that in 13 days I will have been sober three years, and I am in more disbelief than anyone else about this. I have to thank my sponsor, and all my AMAZING friends for being so rad and supportive. God dammit, I just teared up typing that. I'm such a sissy lala. I know that, and it's okay.
I know that YouTube is no longer blocked at work so I can show you things like this brilliant and beautiful cover: Heartbeats that sounds nothing like the original, but I'm madly in love with them both. Original Version.
I know that today I miss my grandmother something fierce.
I know that I need to be way more happy about the happy times, and way less stressed out about the stressful times.
I know that I am going to make the best chicken with chimichurri sauce and roasted brussel sprouts for dinner tonight. Is it 6 pm yet?
I know that I never realized how much of a social butterfly I was, until I realized even though I said I was going to have a mellow March, I already have plans with six different people for this weekend. Why???? I SWEAR next weekend I'm doing nothing. Oh, except seeing my friend Mia who I stayed with in LA (when we ate with Adam Sandler...kind of).
I know that I feel the blues coming on, but I'm going to just ride it out and hope it passes quickly, instead of fighting something in a battle I can't win.
I know that blogging as short a time as I have, has already helped me to get the demons and crazy thoughts out of me and out in to the interwebz, and it is helping. I want to especially thank miss Abby from Abby Has Issues for her continued support and emails that make me feel like I have a friend that I haven't met YET.
I know that I need to stop typing and go get a muffin. What? I want a muffin!
Happy picture of the day: my huge kitchen. Do you know how many radical Risky Business slides you can do in this kitchen? Hella. That's how many.