Thursday, July 12, 2007

Isn't Fun... By: Kelly


Isn’t Fun…

My Mother always said,” isn’t fun the best thing to have!” It sounds like a question, but it really isn’t. It’s a statement. It doesn’t ask, isn’t fun the best thing to have? No, it just states that “fun” is where it’s at. And right now in my life I am having fun. For the first time in a long time. Fun, fun, fun with a big freakin capital F. I am just letting all the fun wash over me. Now don’t get me wrong, getting divorced is not fun. It’s not fun mostly for the people involved. My husband, our friends, his parents don’t think its fun at all. Mostly they are just pissed off and sad at the moment. I get that. I am sad too, but I can’t help but to let the relief of the situation shine through me. So I will try not to rub it in their faces that the fact that I am finally moving my life in the direction that I want it to go is FUN.

So here is a list of all the fun stuff I get to do lately. (Keep in mind this is mostly when my husband has the girls—I have not abandoned my children in any way.)

- Shower when I want to.
- Eat when I want to.
- Go out when I want to.
- I don’t have to tell my husband what to do anymore.
- Drink beer and play darts at 11am.
- Bowl in high heels at one in the morning.
- Drink really insanely expensive champagne on a second highly memorable date.
- S-E-X in the backyard without a towel.
- Have coffee and read the paper in the morning.
- Drink wine, get plastered, and cry.(yes, still fun)
- Hostess Apple pies are pure unadulterated fun. But only the apple ones.
- Talk or not talk.
- Swim when I want to.
- Walk lots.
- Watching four small children devourer a large cheese pizza in the car after an afternoon at the dinosaur museum.
- Meet new people (everyone has a story and luckily I like to listen)
- Learning new things...did you know that some guy from The Monkies basically invested music television? Hmm. Stuff to think about.
- Did you know that there are sandals that can open beer? Opening beer with your feet?

F-U-N!!!


I would like to think that Moms are always right. Well I guess that’s an overstatement. But my Mom was certainly dead on about the fun thing, and I can’t wait to have more of it. Can I open your beer for you with my foot?

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