It's coming down...It's coming down...

It's, coming down...I love Cake...the band. They write such clever songs. Anyone who says they don't like Cake (if they have heard them) are lying. Playful and witty are they. :o) Anyhow, what IS coming down? Well, for the lyricist in Cake...his girlfriend is leaving him. Moving out of their house together...plus she is wearing his red sweater! ;op It's coming down for us now because we are in the final days of getting all of our crap sorted, purged and boxed up so that we can start our move on Saturday. I actually don't mind boxing things. In fact, I HAVE to be the one who does it. That way it is done my way. And if anything breaks while in the box that I packed...it is my fault. It is much easier to be at fault than to want to fault someone else for making you feel bad. And yes, I do feel bad when things break. Even though it is only a "thing"...an object that I have in my home. Everything I have either comes from my childhood (yes, pack rat supreme), or it was handed down to me from my parents or grandparents...or I bought the item of furniture or knick knack because it gave me a happy feeling when I saw it. Perhaps reminding me of childhood...or happy carefree times. Or it is vintage/retro and I love it. But it is still just stuff...right? This is what I have to tell myself. My brain knows this as fact to be true...but the other side of my brain that is mostly attached to my heart makes me believe it is so much more important than just a ceramic bunny.

The Ceramic Bunny. If I hadn't already delicately packaged it in a smaller box to be placed into the big box that is currently residing in...I would take a photo of "her". She is so sweet. And when I was three years old my mommy made her for me. Back in the 70's my mom was taking a ceramics class. She made us quite a few things...from knick knacks to cookie jars, piggy banks, platters and bowls. Well, the bunny I have had for 33 years. She is supercali-fragulistic-expialidociously special to me. About 6 years ago or so she fell off of my desk. Shattered! I am pretty sure that I cried when I knocked her over. Yes, scary and true. Well, I didn't just sweep up the pieces of her broken body...nope. I gently picked them up so as not to further break them and I crazy glued her back together. She is just really funky now. Clint...he thinks I am a little on the edge of absolute craziness. I may be. But, once she was put back together, my heart felt better. She will always stay on a shelf above my desk. I love her. So what?

It's time for more boxing and cleaning. I do have a very clean stove and oven already...my landlords should be happy. ha ha! Not that I care really. But we are just the type of people who return things as we were given them...and usually we return them better...it's true! ;op
I have been doing "spring cleaning" for the last month and a bit also. That way, once everything is outta here all I need to do is a good mop job and a bit of surface cleaning touch up...then I'm done! Yeehah!! I am excited to get out of this place. It was great...in the summers. Winters in this house are the opposite of hell...it's so freakin' cold and moldy in here...brutal!!! The new place...forced air heat via propane. Yeah baby! I can't wait to have the ability to decide that in a flash I want to heat up the house...and flick!..the heat is on! We will still have a wood stove too...which is nice. I love wood heat. You need to have a constantly raging fire to keep just the front of this house warm. Insanity...no more! We are moving on up...to the North side. We's gonna have a castle in the sky. Not exactly. But a place to call our home and enjoy a sweet life once again.

So hooray for moving day...it's on the way. 5 more sleeps til the chaos begins. Bring it!

And, because I would way rather be in Mexico right now...with Clint at my side...I will leave with a fave of mine by Cake. "Mexico"

I had a match, but she had a lighter
I had a flame, but she had a fire
I was bright, but she was much brighter
I was high, but she was the sky

Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico
Oh baby, I was bound to let you go
Ahh haa, ahh haa
Alright, alright, alright, hey

I don't know much about Cinco De Mayo
I'm never sure, what it's all about
But I say I want you and you don't believe me
You say you want me but I've got my doubts

[ Cake Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico
Oh baby, I was bound to let you go
Ahh haa, ahh haa
Alright, alright, alright, hey hoo, hoo, hay

I had a match, but she had a lighter
I had a flame, but she had a fire
I was bright, but she was much brighter
I was high, but she was the sky

Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico
Oh baby, I was bound to let you go
Ahh haa, ahh haa
Alright




I might not be in Mexico...but I have these two absolutely beautiful beings to be at my side in all that I do! xoxoxoxo