Blog-TOWER OF BABEL

I just finished flight safety in Teterboro, NJ. I was thinking of how FlightSafety can prepare you for the next year. Brace, Brace, Brace, Evacuate comes this way, Follow my voice, come to the light. Can I face the economic mess, shrinking 401K, possible layoff and do an emergency? I dunno. I dunno.

I was wondering how much I could get for a kidney? I do not need it, but I think the 80’s may have ruined my chances. Maybe it is spoiled by now. I upped my life insurance policies because the way I am driving lately. I may need this as well. I have a affliction for strays; people, dogs, cats, birds, ex husbands and ex boyfriends, excommunicated family members.

But I cannot afford them now. I have to say no more than yes. Sounds like marriage. I am sad, angry is gone, resignation has come to sit and possible become a boarder. Gone are the pedicures, the botox, the giving to the police department for bullet proof vest. Can anything protect us?

Our mood during the recession and the onslaught of the holidays. I hang on to my son’s innocence, the boy smell in his tussled brown hair. I hang on his dirty socks too long before I toss them into the wash. When I get stressed and sad, I bake. I have 2 carrot cakes, 1 lemon coconut cake, one pumpkin bread, 1 sheet of caramel brownies, 1 sour cram cinnamon bundt and orphaned partially eaten oatmeal cookie laid a limbo.

When friends come over and peek into the 9 X 12 kitchen, the whisper, “she is having a bad day, let’s forage”.  My day trading, over, substituted for shopping for cheap antiques on craigslist. My ace in my back pocket is gone right now.