So I had an interesting conversation with a client yesterday who is almost ready to retire... He was telling me that regardless of which career you chose, it is a fact of life that as you grow older, you and your friends drift apart (unfortuntate as my friends were my reprieve from home as a teen). Everyone marries off, has kids, and does there own things, then as you approach your forties and fifties, you all drift back together as your kids are out of the house, or at least older. It actually makes sense. Here I had thought it was just MY career that was making me lose touch with my friends. Amazing what pov's you learn when you actually talk something other than shop! 
I'll leave you with some writing perversity
"Festive Follies"
The house was all smokey while many a feather
Lit up the oven like an old christmas tree.
El Nino was not only upsetting the weather
It was also having some pervese effect on me
And so I find I'm at the end of my tether
Yet I see with some newfound acuity what I'm going to do with this damn turkey!
What am I going to do with this turkey?
Why I'm going to eat it including it's feathers
And then I'll dnace naked under the tree
And defy old El Nino and make my own weather
Then They'll come and institutionalize me
Which would be just fine so long as they get me off of this tether!
But no-one can see this fandangle tether!
They're too busy watching me dance with this turkey!
They don't even notice the many a feather
Aflame on the top of the old Christmas Tree
Nor do they notice the most bizarre weather
When finally at last they say "Oh dear me!"
Oh dear me!?
Do they finally see my tether?
Or have we just simply run out of turkey?
Perhaps they've only just noticed the feathers
Strewn around what once was a tree
They most certainly have not noticed the weather!
How could then possibly not notice the weather!
It certainly is wackier than poor little me
Who appears to be confined to a life on a tether
All because I had to cook some damn turkey!
How was to know to remove some silly feathers?
Isn't it enough I got the damn Christmas Tree!?
At least I had a Christmas Tree
With certainly no help from the weather
And so what if I chose to reveal the real me
There's nothing to do while attatched to a tether
But dance naked with an over-cooked turkey
And burn down my house with an over-cooked feather!
So why don't you tether me to this burnt down tree
Rather than coerce me during this obscene weather
To cook this damn turkey!!!
(Next time I'll get one without any feather!)
I'll leave you with some writing perversity
"Festive Follies"
The house was all smokey while many a feather
Lit up the oven like an old christmas tree.
El Nino was not only upsetting the weather
It was also having some pervese effect on me
And so I find I'm at the end of my tether
Yet I see with some newfound acuity what I'm going to do with this damn turkey!
What am I going to do with this turkey?
Why I'm going to eat it including it's feathers
And then I'll dnace naked under the tree
And defy old El Nino and make my own weather
Then They'll come and institutionalize me
Which would be just fine so long as they get me off of this tether!
But no-one can see this fandangle tether!
They're too busy watching me dance with this turkey!
They don't even notice the many a feather
Aflame on the top of the old Christmas Tree
Nor do they notice the most bizarre weather
When finally at last they say "Oh dear me!"
Oh dear me!?
Do they finally see my tether?
Or have we just simply run out of turkey?
Perhaps they've only just noticed the feathers
Strewn around what once was a tree
They most certainly have not noticed the weather!
How could then possibly not notice the weather!
It certainly is wackier than poor little me
Who appears to be confined to a life on a tether
All because I had to cook some damn turkey!
How was to know to remove some silly feathers?
Isn't it enough I got the damn Christmas Tree!?
At least I had a Christmas Tree
With certainly no help from the weather
And so what if I chose to reveal the real me
There's nothing to do while attatched to a tether
But dance naked with an over-cooked turkey
And burn down my house with an over-cooked feather!
So why don't you tether me to this burnt down tree
Rather than coerce me during this obscene weather
To cook this damn turkey!!!
(Next time I'll get one without any feather!)
kristie:
Hi! You requested my friendship. Have we talked?