Wednesday, December 22, 2010

“What fun is it being cool if you can't wear a sombrero?"

-Calvin and Hobbes (Bill Waterson)

That's sort of how I feel when Ben isn't around. Being amazing and awesome and incredible is...


well...

It's

-okay-

but let's be honest here.

How much fun can amazing, awesome, or incredible really be when:

I still have to carry the groceries inside all by myself?

there’s no one to wash the dishes after I worked so hard on the hot dogs and macaroni and cheese?

I still have to carry the groceries inside all by myself?


I’m the only person in the whole house who remembers how to fold clothes?

I realize I need milk for breakfast an hour after I put all the kids to bed?

I still have to carry the groceries inside all by myself?

I just want to sit down?

I can’t figure out why the light on my dashboard keeps flashing?

I still have to carry the groceries inside all by myself?

there’s no one to talk to after the kids are asleep?

I never get to see my best friend?

I still have to carry the groceries inside all by myself?

I’m so alone?

there’s no one to laugh when I mistell the joke?

I always have to drive (EVERYWHERE)?

I still have to carry the groceries inside all by myself?


Ben is kind of sort of important…

He’s the salt on my crackers, the cool whip on my pie… the pepperoni on my pizza.

Life with Ben is like getting to wear the sombrero.
Life without Ben pretty much just stinks.

Love,
me

2 comments:

My Menagerie said...

I'm going to miss you like crazy, Paula Kelly Sides.

and P.S... I remember how to fold the clothes at your house. You're not the only one. :)

Paulawalla said...

I don't want to make you cry or anything but...ummm... after tomorrow you won't be here to fold those clothes either.

(sigh)

Do you drive four hours just to fold laundry?

And I already miss you and you're still here (which really isn't fair)(the already missing you part).

...I'm not even going to finish typing this one - just walking away.

(with more dramatic sighing)