Just do it, and do it, and do it do it doit....Tonight's the Night!

It constantly surprises me that the most mundane activities can bring some of the most fun.

Ken and I cooked up fish tacos tonight, taking turns chopping veggies, lightly frying tortillas, and grilling up fish. As is my routine, after dinner is finished we clear off the table, I put on my apron, and bring up the Kitchen Cleaning Playlist on iTunes.

This is no ordinary playlist.

Rule #1) Whoever cleans the kitchen gets to choose the music (most of the time it is my music, and it is always bad music baby!)

Rule #2) Whatever music being played must be played fucking loud

Rule #3) If you ain't havin' fun, get out of the kitchen

So here is the scene.....I'm in my turtle apron, the music is cranked up....

:::Tonight's the night! Let's live it up!:::

:::start the ass shaking:::

:::follow up with finger dancing:::

:::complete the scene with bad singing and general craziness:::

I don't know if I've ever had more fun cleaning the kitchen. Tootsie-pop was flailing around crazy dancing, Ken was doing some ass-wiggling over in the corner, we were all singing loudly and badly.

Tootsie-pop goes running out of the kitchen and comes back sporting her OWN apron.

Dood.

My dancing inspires children to clean.

:::Bow down to my awesomeness!!!:::

So, not only did my little family have a ridiculously fun moment together, but poof next thing you know, the kitchen is spotless and it was the most fun I'd had all day. Aren't you all inspired to go clean your kitchen now? Good god, I'm practically a miracle worker over here!

Now, hold onto those good thoughts because I'm going to totally bum you out with today's story....


Word of the Day Monday, January 11, 2010

flagitious

\fluh-JISH-uhs\ , adjective;

1. Disgracefully or shamefully criminal; grossly wicked; scandalous; -- said of acts, crimes, etc.
2. Guilty of enormous crimes; corrupt; profligate; -- said of persons.
3. Characterized by enormous crimes or scandalous vices; as, "flagitious times."

His eyes jumped across the computer screen as the home page of the news website reloaded. The same headlines appeared as he quickly scrolled down the page. He had been antsy all morning knowing that the Supreme Court was expected to announce their ruling on the case that day.

It had been a long, hard, ugly journey since 2004. Of course, it had been punctuated with heady, exhilarating events. Ones that had seemed too good to be true.

They had spent more money on champagne during those several weeks than they had ever thought possible. "This is the last one…" Jeff said smiling, pulling out another bottle from the wine cabinet, "....of that case we bought." He felt himself grinning stupidly, "Isn't it great?" he replied, "To have a moment in your life that requires a dousing of champagne?"

Of course, they had been right to celebrate so intensely, with such enthusiasm, because all too quickly those heady moments had all been ripped out from underneath them. The fallout like nothing he could have imagined. It seemed like he was a cartoon character, one that was falling backwards, head over heels, down an upward escalator with the end nowhere in sight. Just landmarks out of the corner of his eye. Proposition 8. New York. New Jersey. Maine.

He shook his head thinking about the flagitious times that the country had been swirling within. So much nastiness that he couldn't begin to understand. The hate, the bigotry. The deeply offensive comments, the moments of gut wrenching disappointment.

All for what?

But that question was all too easy to answer.

It was for the tender heart breaking moments when he fell so in love, over and over, with the small things. The sunsets, the dinner over candle light, the day hikes, morning coffee while sharing the newspaper. For those liquid brown eyes melting with the same love, gazing into his own.

He refreshed the page again, his heart a cork thrashing around in a sea of uncertainty and apprehension. Hope, that buoyed him to the surface gasping for air, tumbled painfully against his throat.