That's all I have for today. Tomorrow: more fiction... probably.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
That's all I have for today. Tomorrow: more fiction... probably.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Part 2: http://radiantjess.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-fiction-619.html
Part 3: http://radiantjess.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-fiction-breakfast-with-jimmy.html
Hi y'all. This is Mama talking here.
Now, I guess I get to tell my part of the story here for a minute. Trouble is, you probably don’t wanna hear it now that my name has been trampled, just trampled in the mud in front of well, everyone.
Things ain’t ever as clear as they seem. Like when you get a cup of water outta the faucet, and it seems good and clean, and then you notice little white stuff floatin in there. I’m here to stir up a little gunk so you can see better.
I married Jimmy Sr. when I was seventeen. Seventeen, y’all. Barely outta diapers. I started crankin out babies and then he got tired of the noise, and spending his hard earned dollars on something besides drinking and playing pool, and next thing I knew he was gone, and here I was with two snotty-nosed little kids and no money, and me looking like a million dollars.
I tell you what, I was something to look at. Still am, in fact. But back then, I knew I was too good lookin to work at Wal-Mart, and besides, I was Homecoming Queen both of my sophomore years.
Lucky for me, Mama was still living then and she worked three jobs anyway, so we just moved in over there and I helped out, kept the place picked up and made dinner every now and then. Mama never really appreciated me. She complained all the time, and who wants to be around a complainer? No one, that’s who. I spent most of my time at Thirsty Jim’s, and rarely paid for my own drink. God don’t give a girl a face like this because He intended her to pay for her own beer, I’m just sayin.
We managed to get by that way for several years, and then Mama took sick and we had to put her in the nursing home. She died pretty quick after that, bless her heart, and left us the house and a little nest egg she had been hiding, evidently. Surprised the heck outta me, because man, she could be stingy with her cash. Mama was selfish that way.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
I shook it off, responded politely enough, and then got on with my life, but it still bugged me a little. Then, I realized who it was.
Woah... You've been rockin the comments lately. Might want to call it quits! Throw in the towel. Give us the ghost! ?
July 22, 2009 8:16 PM
up... up the Ghost. (we'll at least you got another comment out of me..)
July 22, 2009 8:17 PM
Let's take this apart piece by piece.
"Woah... You've been rockin the comments lately. Might want to call it quits! Throw in the towel. Give us the ghost! ?"
excessive exclamation points, excessive figures of speech, use of the term "rockin"... misspells the no doubt complex word "up"
"up... up the Ghost. (we'll at least you got another comment out of me..)"
Manages to correctly spell "up" this time, but capitalizes Ghost, both an indicator of Charismaniac backing, and a Random Capitalization Disorder (RCD), and uses the contraction for "we will" (we'll) instead of the far simpler and more appropriate "well", as well as ignoring most basic punctuation laws.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
This morning Matt and Nate and Daniel headed back to Texas. (Daniel still lives in KC, but he has stuff to do in Texas all the time) It's very quiet now. I miss the community of our team. We have finally made friends here, and we have people around a lot, but I miss having our team close.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Seeing Mama on that soap opera had really wore me out and I nearly overslept and forgot Jimmy's breakfast in the morning. By time I got it done, he only had a couple minutes and he was just grumpy as a bear. I gave him his eggs and a Pop-Tart on a special plate and sat down for a nice little chat.
Now, me and Jimmy have had our ups and downs. I mean, brothers and sisters tend to have their squabbles, you know, and we was no exception.
While back, maybe 2 years now, Jimmy brought this woman home. Boy, she was all fingernails and denim and big hair and loose morals… I guess he figured she’d move in and be something like a wife. Now, Jimmy’s no saint but Candy was pure evil. I tell you what, I slept with a butter knife under my pillow… Candy only made it a week or two before me and her crossed up, and then she left pretty quick. (stole my perfume I got from Avon, too. Not worth the bullet…)
Another time, Jimmy got thrown in jail for a fight or something and I came to pick him up and then we got in a argument and I left his butt there. 2 days he sat in County. Lucky for him, the pizza industry was not too hard on its workers back then, he just went right on back to work when he got out.
Anyway, Jimmy thinks I don’t want him to ever get married and I cause trouble on purpose. Fact is, I’d love for him to get married and start leaving his socks in somebody else’s couch. I’m just sayin there ain’t a long line waiting…
So I knew going in I’d have to handle him gentle.
I started out real easy. “Hey, uh, Jimmy,” I said, putting down the coffeepot.
He started to growling “Why you got to slam the coffee around? Just so dadgum loud every minute?”
“Jimmy, I need to talk to you about somethin.”
And just like that he got up and walked out, griping all the way about the electric company and deadlines and how the President had it in for us and so on. Slammed the door and held his head all the way to the truck. Woke up the baby, too, the no-good…
Now I need come up with another plan. Or just wait till Jimmy’s in a good mood, which is harder than it sounds.
Also, I gotta do some research and find out where Telenova is, and why they’re hiring rotten run-off deadbeat mothers for their rotten soap operas. I guess I’mon have to learn Spanish.
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