Wow.
I just looked through all my jot books (where I jot down blog post
ideas, or quotes, or rants) and there's nothing there that I can turn
into a whole post. I've used up all the ideas.
I
remember when they were coming fast and furiously and I was
constantly reaching for one of those three books that I had stashed
in convenient places. Now I'm remembering WHEN I jotted those ideas.
Prednisone. So that evil drug is good for at least one thing:
creativity. Or maybe it's that I was spending a lot of time hiding
from people so that I didn't bite their heads off and thus had time
to think. And since it made me rather ADHD, I had lots of ideas
bouncing all over the place.
Don't
get me wrong. I have no desire to get back on prednisone. I just
want some ideas to start flowing again. Meanwhile, here are some
random things that won't make a whole post, but I feel like sharing
anyway.
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Why is it that we get more excited about a song when it comes on the
radio, or on Pandora, or our shuffle? I'm talking about songs that
mean something to you, that you own and could play anytime you
wanted. Yet you don't. Then when it comes on, you're thinking, “Oh
wow, perfect song!”
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In the most bizarre coincidence I've experienced in a long time,
Green Day's Good Riddance (Time of My Life) came on as I was writing
that last paragraph. It's a very special song for many reasons, not
the least of which is that The Transporter learned to play it on his
electric guitar for me.
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Why does the school need a signed note from me about my child's
absence if that same teacher was the one who sent him to the nurse
because he was so visibly sick she thought he should go home?
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You know you've been helping your child with math way too late into
the night if you end up dreaming that you have to calculate the
volume of your lungs in order to breathe.
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If you are the lead car at an intersection with a left-turn arrow,
it's YOUR responsibility to watch the light and GO when it turns
green. Put down the phone and pay attention. Please.
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I've found that raising teenagers is challenging. Right now I'm
wishing for fewer teachable moments...
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After talking to the nurse at my gastroenterology doctor's office
yesterday, she said to make an appointment. “Tell them you're
acute, so they can get you in faster.” Apparently acute means I
can see them on November 13th.
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OYT quote of the day: “My body is a very uncomfortable place for my
brain to live.” He was sick and trying to do homework.
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Movie quote of the day: “The world is made for people not cursed
with self-awareness.” Name the movie.
What
random thoughts are bouncing around your brain?
~Tina
