Bitch on the Blog

June 13, 2013

Meadow

Filed under: Punctuation — bitchontheblog @ 16:46
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My blog’s purpose is not to depress anyone. If you want someone to depress you please do look no further than to those who want to abolish apostrophes.

However, I am running out of time. I cannot believe that I have already lived as long as I have lived. I am a spring chicken compared to some. Still. I now measure everything not in cats’ years but in my son’s years. One minute, like yesterday, he was conceived, the next he was born, now he is 21 and a few months. I am incredulous. If time keeps pushing on like this I’ll be dead soon. So will he. I don’t like it. And don’t try and say anything nice like ‘pull up your socks”. I don’t wear socks. Though would love braces. But – being all skirts and dresses – braces are of no use either.

U

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11 Comments »

  1. Don’t you know “Life is a bitch and then you die.” 😀 You’re suppose to laugh here. If you want to feel better I have grandchildren older than 21 yr. “Angel”–your son. My sons are 55 & 56. (Or soon will be. I haven’t figured ages recently.)

    Comment by bikehikebabe66 — June 13, 2013 @ 17:51 | Reply

    • Grandchildren over 21, Cynthia? My mother does too. In fact she is also a great grandmother (One of my sisters started early and her first son carried on the tradition). It is highly unlikely that I will see grandchildren of over 21. And I am glad that the Angel is in no rush. My only regret being that if and when he has children that they won’t have the benefit of a slightly deranged but always entertaining paternal grandmother. Who knows. I had the Angel fairly late, so – unlike you and your sons – I do not expect to see him when he is in his fifties. But then … I have defied many odds.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 14, 2013 @ 01:36 | Reply

  2. Our grandson is 13 in a few days. How did THAT happen so soon? His mother was 24 when he was born. Time flies. ;(

    Comment by Mike — June 13, 2013 @ 18:04 | Reply

    • Indeed, Mike: Time flies. But it didn’t for me when I was a child or the age my son is now. It shocks me at times listening to him that he already feels life is flying by him. Maybe it’s a good thing to be so aware so early. Probably. As opposed to me who meandered through life with ALL the time in the world only to suddenly go into a spasm of shock how late in the day it is.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 14, 2013 @ 01:41 | Reply

  3. Time definitely gains pace as we grow older but hey don’t worry about it,
    I would think that I am older than you so how about that for throwing a party? 😉

    I am also pleased that you don’t wear socks, of course I could have said pull
    up something else but you know me, I am far too shy and considerate to mention
    your panties, so I won’t, well a little slip there but I know that you will forgive my
    indiscretion 🙂 Okay it is time to add a new script soon so I will leave you to it 🙂

    If you decide to call in I have a few videos
    for you to watch, all nutty, crackers and me 🙂

    Have fun next or else? 😉

    Andro xxxx

    Comment by Gray Dawster — June 13, 2013 @ 18:14 | Reply

    • Nutty, crackers and you? As offers go you don’t sell yourself cheaply. Will cal in at the weekend and bring my own bottle. There is only one reason I don’t despise people who “bring a bottle”. They either have taste or they don’t. If they did they’d know that I don’t serve plonk, and if they don’t they are not deserving of the finest. I shall leave it to you to figure that one out.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 14, 2013 @ 01:45 | Reply

      • I am looking forward to your visit and if I may take a sip from your goblet I am sure that we can exchange and still enjoy the deliciousness of our combined choices 🙂

        Have a lovely day today Ursula 🙂

        Andro xxxx

        Comment by Gray Dawster — June 14, 2013 @ 08:28 | Reply

  4. One guy, I used to know when we were 21… Has been done for a sexual offence
    All I could say when I looked at his photo in the paper is
    Fuck he looks old

    Comment by finlaygrayJohn — June 13, 2013 @ 21:22 | Reply

    • John, you’ve got me stumped for an appropriate reply here. There are plenty of people I knew at 21. Whilst I am not easily shocked it’s probably a good job I don’t see any of them. One who did commit something “sexual” – though only “offensive” because I was married to her love interest – I recently tried to make contact with. She is a pathologist. Maybe that’s the reason she didn’t reply.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 14, 2013 @ 01:50 | Reply

  5. Apparently, we are too busy with the children themselves to notice they are growing older until we stop the madness and realizes they have become adults. Mine is 24 and engaged. Yeah, time is ticking away friend. It makes me type faster.

    Comment by reneejohnsonwrites — June 14, 2013 @ 10:23 | Reply

  6. I love your first line: “My blog’s purpose is not to depress anyone.” What is your blog’s purpose? That’s the first question I thought of!

    Then all the comments–people coming to your aide. “Don’t feel bad, I’m more ancient than you!” That’s the second thing that came to my mind (in terms of what I was going to comment–21? just a babe! My son just turned 27!

    Aren’t people nice, U? Making you feel young by telling you they are older and still coping just fine. That’s what we do. We figure it out (and some of us carefully dispose of all mirrors). 😉

    Comment by Lorna's Voice — June 17, 2013 @ 13:47 | Reply


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