I AM NOT OLD, I'M TOLD, BUT I AM NOT YOUNG

It's my birthday tomorrow and if you are still stuck on what to get me, I want this: http://www.mls.ca/PropertyDetails.aspx?vd=&SearchURL=%3fPage%3d24%26Mode%3d0%26vs%3d1%26rlt%3d%26cp%3d%26pt%3d0%26mp%3d0-0-0%26mrt%3d-1-0-0%26Beds%3d0-0%26Baths%3d0-0%26f%3d%26ft%3dall%26o%3dA%26of%3d1%26ps%3d10%26ptgid%3d1%26aid%3d2805%26MapURL%3d%253fAreaID%253d2805&Mode=0&PropertyID=4329540
If you all want to go in together on this house, feel free. It's a steal, really. It was a bed and breakfast for a couple years, and was sold in the summer, and now these folks are selling it. The B and B people were asking 255,000 and now it is down to this, so it's a good deal. Margo, it is just down the road from my parents' old house, same street, 3 blocks down. Not the best neighborhood by any means now, but I'd suck it up to live there... so, talk amongst yourselves and figure out who will get it for us - we'll act suprises, I promise!
Lest I sound ungrateful and such, I am so thankful for my beautiful house that I have, and I really couldn't ask for anything more - but damn, you know how I'd love a big character home to fill with more babies! And it has an attic......
Ah, well, I guess I should get out of la-la land. It's fun to dream though, isn't it? If I win the lotto tomorrow night, I'll put in the offer on Sunday...
So, I am not going to get all sappy and blah because it's my birthday. I have a Joni lyric going through my head right now, a song about aging called Nothing Can Be Done, which she recorded when she was in her late 40's. The chorus goes "I am not old, I'm told/ but I am not young/ and nothing can be done" and it is so melancholy "must I surrender the things I loved when I was younger/sweet embrace.... what do i do here with this hunger..." Because I am not old, but I am not young.... oh fuck it, I'm getting retarded. Nevermind.
I am so pissy right now because my laptop came with norton antivirus, and then it expired, so I bought it again and it is telling me it's expired now, but the frigging thing ISN'T, damnit. I could throw the thing out the motherfucking window. Yes, I am swearing needlessly. I am sorry. I sound so crass and stuff lately on this blog - none of my sweet, saintly innocence shines through...
So Chunks has no idea who Paul Davis is - y'all gotta remember "Cool Night" from the early 80s - "It's gonna be a cool night, just let me hold you by the fire light, if it don't feel right you can go..... come on over tonight... come on ooooover..." just download it. So, are my 6 readers left on this blog downloaders or am I offending you all when I suggest it?
Chunks, one more thing - you said Superstore didn't have Minute Rice - they NEVER have minute rice! My nephew used to work there, and it's so retarded because they will actually have stock in the back, but they aren't allowed to put it out - they hold back on different things each day, and he never knew why. It's so twisted. Oh, and we don't buy meat there because he has some horror stories about their meat at our local store.
Well, I better go to bed and rest up for swimming tomorrow. Have a great weekend all, and remember, I don't care what color bow you wrap around the house.....
xo
JT