Can Somebody Get Me a Bucket!?
31 July 2006
I am sick! I have experienced a loss my friends! I have experienced a loss equivalent to one of great financial proportions! I spent this afternoon's free time (the last afternoon of my "stay-at-home-mom career") working on a long overdue article for the pond.
Before publishing,I decided to cut and paste the words of my masterpiece into Microsoft Word's HTML editor. I felt the need to re-read it's full perfection in a larger window, privately. I wanted to let her (this genius and original creative piece of work) go slowly into the world wide web. Alone, she would soon leave me and selflessly subject herself to comment and diverse opinion! Plus, I still needed to use my spell checker.
I do not understand what happened next. Today's baby went bye bye! The imagery of a lost valuable is the best way I am able to describe the feelings I am experiencing. This image looking something like, loosing your entire month's salary after a great period of unemployment. Or, being the idiot who makes a careless driving mistake causing the complete and total wreckage of your best friend's band new and life long dream car!
I am sick dear friends, just sick! Will somebody please get me a bucket? I was two seconds away from entertaining my family and friends by providing a momentary glimpse into the world that is my "on the verge of a NB" and never ceasing brain!
(Ash reverts to her 14th year of life, whining...)
"I worked really really hard on it and now I am just tired and mad and have nothing but a sick stomach to show for my efforts! The four chocolate chip cookies and Diet Dr. Pepper I had for dinner were a momentary comfort. Now, I am bummed, exhausted and sugar sick! Blah Blah Blah... "Ok... I guess I can rewrite it for y'all... someday. I was so excited about picking on my mom, sisters, and nieces. I was completely ready for witty retorts and unbiased personal remarks! I was all dressed up and now I have no place to go.
(Ashley sniffles as she stands, wiping away a tear, to take center stage in her living room.)
"I think my feelings can best be expressed by using the art form of theatre. Please, allow me to provide for you my interpretation of a brilliant and historically significant monologue. The piece comes from a scene in the (incomparable Drew Barrymore's) runaway blockbuster hit, Never Been Kissed. My (and Ms. Barrymore's character) being the ever hopeful and resilient, Josie.Thank You....
As our scene opens, the audience perspective is that of a close up on Josie's hopeful and expectant face. She has prepared herself for a dream prom date with the campus hunk, and the object of her unrequited love. Josie, not yet aware of the cruel fate to befall her, stands outside the protection of her parent's home. She anxiously awaits the arrival of her prince charming. Looking up from her silver, purple and pink metallic ensemble, Josie sees the beginning or her dream approaching her front door. Her prince presents himself standing in the sunroof opening of his limousine. All out of love, she gazes upon the object of her affection, awaiting the beginning of their lives together. Horribly, she begins to detect the presence of her rival, Lisa. This female version of Quasimodo, she soon learns, is her dream man's real prom date and co-conspirator. Before Josie can allow the synapses in her brain to fire, she is pelted with eggs and publicly humiliated. The man she once believed to be her future husband continues to hurl unthinkable insults toward her as she steps into the full realization of her fate.
(Clearing her throat and taking a step forward, the actress (ashley) chooses a completely appropriate and perfectly executed dramatic pause. Firmly placingng her hands upon each side of her head, she speaks...)
Josie: "Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
I will survive this episode to write again. I fear the lost post will remain lost.Foreverver. Her public form was just not meant to be seen. However, I am still going to present the illustration (<--- left---) and the quote that inspired the original post's creation. Please allow your imaginations to run wild. I always do... Amy Darby writes... "Let me be the first to express my deep disappointment in your choice of layouts for your myspace page. PINK!??! SPARKLY GLITTERY GRAPHICS!??!? HAVE YOU NO SHAME? NO SENSE OF DECENCY? Are you trying to channel a prepubescent girl who thinks she picked the color pink for her favorite despite the evidence to the contrary, having been conditioned from birth that pink=girly. Therefore she succumbs to the predetermined gender role/stereotypes and meekly concedes to the color chosen for her because of her genetalia. Think about it Ashley. Think long and hard. Not to mention Barbies are the devil. Dress/ undress/ accessorize. This is what girls do. Think about it."
posted by Ash @ 7/31/2006 07:22:00 PM,
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2 Comments:
- At 6:22 PM, August 01, 2006, said...
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I hate when that happens! But, on a WAY more important note... when is the Hot List going to be updated?? I haven't been notified of any impending deliberation. Get on it, girl, and keep me posted!
- At 1:11 PM, August 02, 2006, rkellywhite said...
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Control S, my dear Sister!
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The Author
Ashley Trahan
Ashley is a Part-time Stay-at-Home-Mom/ Teacher/Writer/Singer/Person of Adaptability. She has a B.A. in Theatre and Speech from Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. She finished her Master of Communication Arts at Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary in Fort Worth, Texas. This writer in interested in sharing her experiences with life, her relationship with God, family and friends. She focuses on relationships, mothering, teaching, theater and writing. You have found a Swim in the Pond. Wade in. You do not have to be a Duck to enjoy the water.
My Family
This photo of my family was taken in November 2005. I look at it and think, "oh my gosh, I'm the Mom! When did this happen?" Anyway, we have all grown like weeds! The kids are getting taller and Mommy and Daddy are just spreading!





















