That title sounds a bit like I'm going to divulge deep dark secrets, doesn't it? Ha. Fooled you. No, I was just feeling introspective. It has occured to me that I have many terrific people in my life. I really do. Smart people. Funny people. Incredibly good and caring people. And I have no idea why they put up with me.
Here's the thing, I'm not a nice person. I'm cranky a good bit of the time. I'm often impatient. I'm a know-it-all. I can be very sarcastic and cynical. I'm also a bit of a hermit and have been known to shun the company of others in favor of a good book.
But these people insist on staying in my life anyway. They talk to me without being cornered. They spend, sometimes, multiple hours in my company by choice. And when I start in ranting about something, they smile patiently as if they understand all about my dark side and love me anyway. Is it that they really don't know these things about me? Or do they find me absurdly fascinating and can't look away, like watching a train wreck about to happen. But no, these are good people. They wouldn't do anything so gauche.
Maybe they aren't as intelligent and insightful as I give them credit for, since they can't seem to see what's right under their noses. Or maybe, as Julie Andrews sang in "The Sound of Music," somewhere in my youth, or childhood, I must have done something good.
I don't have an explanation. But I am absurdly, ridiculously thankful for every one of you.
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You know, McB, I never could resist a good train wreck. Tends to bring out the men in uniforms...
And being left-handed, no one would be technically incorrect in describing me as gauche...
Oh, wait-- you weren't talking about me? You meant all those OTHER intelligent, insightful people with noses?
Well hell.
In that case, I have no explanation whatsoever.
You must have done something good. Very, very good.
Damn McB, for a minute there I thought you were describing me. Not ME, me. Uhh. Yeah, you understand. No wonder I like you so much. You could be my East Coast twin. It is hard to pretend to be sympathetic when you just want to be left alone. I get that.
Anyway, the reason I stopped over, was to wish you and your dad hugs and good thoughts for his surgery.
Even though I feel like we've just met and I keep dropping in unannounced, I'm pretty sure you've done something good.
However, filling my head with songs from the "Sound of Music" is not one of them. Hopefully I'll get over it soon. I've already embarrassed myself at the copier once today, humming along. (BTW, this is sarcasm. Bob forbid someone actually think I'm honked off about showtunes.)
Stupid Goat-herder song. Yo de lay he who.
McB,
Hugs and best wishes are winging their way through the Internet toward you and your family. Fingers crossed, too.
Btdua, just stop that Right Now. I've got to go find a song that will drive out the goat herder song. Yo de lay he who back at you!
hurxhxmc - ahem. Bit of a cough there. Sorry.
Yeah, thanks btuda! Now I've got that damn goat herder song stuck in my head. Maybe this will do the trick...
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu
So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye!
I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie
I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly
The sun has gone to bed and so must I
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye!
Ok, I feel much better now.
McB, did you have any idea that we were auditioning for a musical right here on your blog?
And, silly woman, regardless of the not-so-flattering things you said about yourself, the truth still stands. YOU are a WONDERFUL person. You are charming, and witty, and incredibly funny, and caring, and thoughtful, and intelligent, and so many other things! And I should know, I've seen you in the mornings, BEFORE you've had your coffee, and I still think you're terrific!
Plus, you're a book person. And one of the few people that I've ever actually met that knows why "Dead dog" is so damn funny. THAT has to count for something, right?
Oh great ... tum tata tumtum tumtumtum, tum tata tumtumtum ... now I'll have those between kid notes stuck in my head all day. geez.
Dear Dee, you hadn't had coffee yet either so your judgement was off. *snort* And, what? Doesn't everyone think "Dead dog" is funny?
I once had someone tell me- after meeting me at a community meeting, "You are not as big of a bitch as they say." Of Course, I thanked her profusely.
I live in a small town. I like to do things. AND I like to do them my way. But I love people who are straight up tell you what is on their minds people. Because I don't have time to parse every sentence to see if I can honk someone off today.
You sound perfectly normal to me. I'd stay around if I knew where to find you. :-)
And BTW, I was a child in the Sound of Music play our high school put on so many years ago. And now, those songs won't leave for weeks.
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