Coming soon. The poem returns.

Well, it's September and I guess I should write something. Sorry for the delay. Myspace killed the blog star. It's demonstrating much of the drama the blogs experienced when people first got wind of Blogger. And it's just wearing me out in general, so I thought I'd come over here and blog off some steam. I'm glad there are still some people out there who didn't fall prey to myspace and stayed tried and true to their art... like Dad Gone Mad and Tony Pierce. It's kind of refreshing. Alas, I'm firmly in Tom's sweaty little grip and will probably remain there for some time.

I am so extremely glad it's Friday. I know it's been a short week because of the holiday, but if I didn't know it, I couldn't tell. I'm just generally exhausted. I've found myself over-analyzing things this week and it just drains me mentally. And on top of that I fear I'm losing my Mimi. She's been in the hospital nearly 3 weeks now and they found a blood clot in her arm yesterday. They say it'll be ok. I'm just not used to mimi being sick. As long as I've been alive I don't think she's ever even been to the hospital. She's 72. And tiny. But she's the strongest woman I know (besides my mom).

I have never in my life seen mimi without full on hair and makeup. I've only even seen her in her PJ's like two or three times. She still has a full time job and didn't have plans to retire any time soon, although I suspect her plans may be changing with the recent turn of events. She still gets a brand new car every two years and she and poppa just finished building a new house about 3 years ago. These people are up to speed on everything. So it's weird for me to think of her laying in a hospital room, not really even able to walk on her own.

I always wanted her to be there when I have my first baby. I hope that gets to happen. Mom said Mimi always thought I was the most beautiful child, and even today she still brags on me to all of her friends and co-workers. I'm glad I haven't let her down. Her A#1 most important thing was that I finish college. So I did. Then went to grad school. Then her A#1 most important thing was that I finish grad school. So I did. Then I moved off where it'll take an airplane ride for me to get to her. I've never been this far from her either. She's hoping she gets to go home on Wednesday. But they keep pushing it back, so we'll see.

And that's about all the energy I have to devote to the topic right now. Two hours to go... then I can collapse.

Happy Friday.