Tuesday, October 28, 2014

honey's sweet, but it ain't nothin' next to baby's treat

A partial list of the emotions I experienced while driving home from Ogden:

1.  angry about the practice and justification of polygamy
2.  crying with maternal sentiment about my children and how one day they will all be gone
3.  nervous and hopeful that when they go on their missions my kids will teach doctrine rather than culture
4.  embarrassed about how cheesy Neil Diamond's lyrics are to "Forever in Blue Jeans"
5.  irritated by the family who refuses to let anyone in the ward visit them, and then complains about how nobody in the ward helps or cares about them
6.  crying about "Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head" because it reminds me of my grandpa who died two years ago and used to sing it all the time
7.  needing to use the bathroom

I'm just saying that maybe I have menopause.


tipsybaker said...

Madwoman in the Volvo? That was a good book, but you're too young to read it. Forbidden until age 44. I can't think about my children both being gone without going into a funk.

Layne said...

And it's not like people didn't warn me. But they all said, "Enjoy them while they're young." But it's now that they're getting older that I'm really starting to enjoy them!

Anonymous said...

Reading your blog often makes me wonder what my life would have been like had my family not moved away from Ogden when I was in high school. In a good way.