Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Sweetest Recline

So, this week has been fairly exhausting (and it's only Wednesday). The kiddies have gone completely nutso - only 17 days left. They fight. They call each other gay and retarded. It makes my liberal bleeding heart hurt. My voice is shot from yelling. My brain is fried from helping the little devils with their algebra (blythe + math = 5th grade understanding - third grade comprehension/calculator). It's all I can do not to haul myself to the corner liquor store (I stopped myself from saying package store - I really am forgetting my New Englandness) and buy a cheap bottle of Yellow Tail, which will undoubtedly give me a headache worse than the one I already have. Instead, I am going to plop myself in the tub with some green tea and listen to Ms. Beth Orton sing "Sweetest Decline"(download the whole thing, it's lovely also, thanks to Jess at I was told there would be bacon - weren't we all - for reminding me of the calming qualities of good ol' Beth) and think happy thoughts, like ...




11 comments:

Dan said...

Kid, I'm going to the packie to pick up a rack. You set?

Alex said...

package store? that doesn't even make any sense. we're simple people here in Oklahoma.

blythe said...

actually, i've got quite a rack, but i could use a trip to the package store.

before long i'll stop saying grinder and eat subs again. blimey!

Dan said...

Just stay away from the hoagies and you'll be ok.

blythe said...

i'll never say hoagie. that word makes my skin crawl. i'll also never say never.

Mr. Shain said...

dan says he likes your blog on here... be he writes to a different tune in my comments...

Jess said...

I ended up listening to more Beth Orton last night. Whooo! I think she'd go well with a Big Mac, too.

John said...

When I first came to Connecticut I thought it was a little odd that there were these package stores everywhere. "Who are they sending all this stuff to, and why don't they just use the post office?"

Then I realized that on the inside it's just like a Pony Keg (that's a package store in Cincinnatian).

blythe said...

mr. shain - i can't even talk about it.

jess - thanks again for the reminder. i missed her so much. unfortunately, i don't miss big macs because i eat them more often than i'd like. don't tell anyone.

john - what other words did we have to learn? grinder/hoagie/package store. oh, what about carriage? i say grocery cart.

Annie said...

You are killing me with the shameless product placement, sans logo! We may share a brain. I'm lovin' it.

blythe said...

i'm lovin' big macs. when will a trip to mcdonald's stop making me happy? i saw supersize me and everything. i even read fast food nation. nothing works.