My sister is coming back...

...from Florida this afternoon and my kid just walked in the door. Up until then I had been all by myself in a quiet, neat and peaceful house. The loudest sound I've heard was Peter, Paul and Mary singing Leaving on a Jet Plane. I slept nicely with Payton on the bed and the cats on the floor next to the bed. I went to bed with an empty kitchen sink and I woke up to an empty kitchen sink. That hasn't happened in months.

Ah...that was nice.

Then, a couple of minutes ago, my kid walked in the door and said, "That's the worst song I've ever heard! Turn that shit down!"

Damn it. I want to run away but it's far too cold.

If I got on a plane and flew far, far away, these yahoos would all starve. Of course, if I never came back, it'd be no skin off of my nose.

I think I'd like to be Jules from Pulp Fiction. I want to just walk the Earth and see where my adventures take me. Of course I couldn't take my computer so I wouldn't be able to tell you guys about my escapades...unless I spent the night with some guy who would let me use his.

I'd even stowaway on a boat if I knew where they tucked those suckers in. It'd have to be a big boat so I'd be able to hide...but I would do it. I doubt that I would stowaway on an airplane, I don't know which are the death compartments and which are the life compartments.

I doubt that I would hitch-hike...been there did that. It was already getting to be stupid when I was hitch-hiking..I sure as hell wouldn't try it now. With my luck Jack the Raper would pick me up the day I ran away and I wouldn't even get to have ONE DAMN ESCAPADE.

I if did run away, I'd head south first...just til I got to the ocean. Then I'd probably turn right and walk a bit until I got to another ocean. (I guess that would be more like Gump than Jules...but I would have fun.)

I suppose I would have to leave all of my shoes here. Man! I'd have to pick out one pair of shoes and that would take all morning in itself. I could take a long stick and a bandana and put all my crap inside that and carry it over my shoulder. Of course, I could just take my purse.

I didn't watch the news before I came here because the dog dragged me out of bed to let him out so for all I know there's a meteor headed for Earth and I'm in Ground Zero. I suppose that I should go find out if anything crazy is happening. I'll be back later!

PS Excuse me, I want to see if this will work. Hosebag Mama Colleen Lombardi.

Now maybe if we google hosebag mama...Colleen Lombardi's name will come up.