I had a small stroke tonight. Jumping and screaming internally as the baby was asleep…no one here is as googlie over it as I am. . . but my girls from work were blowing up my phone and we OMG’d each other and did our USA! chant via text so it felt good!

Amazing.
Incredible.
Unreal.
Phelpsian.

I’m sad it’s over.

PS…Gert moved Hysteria Lane. Go check it out and save the address.

This below is Billy Bragg. At South By South West. click on him and listen while you read. I tried to make it happen in the same post…alas Zelda is struck with a huge case of the dumbass…
google him.
then go buy his music.
if you have no…no idea…start with Mermaid Avenue.

so i tried to post this weeks ago…however youtube thought it best to wait. frankly. . . . this week. . . this full moon. . . another gold medal. . . another redhead recommended book. . . another trip home tomorrow. . .another beautiful revelation from a best friend. . . it fits.

tonight.
it fits.

I keep faith. Not just in my fake boyfriends. Not just in George. Not just in Michael.But the one that is to come…the one that is greater than those previous. Not just in my friends who are witnesses to my life. Not just. Not just in those of us who seek solace in each other. Not just in any of that.

but just.

Yep.

Just. in.

I just believe in the fact that life is good. I just believe in the fact that the world is a good place. I just believe in the fact that love…is. all. around. I just believe in the fact that stories written by Nora Ephron REALLY DO COME TRUE!!! I just believe that sometimes…you are sold a package that isn’t there. and that’s no one’s fault. . . because…B…if it was never in the hope and future that you were promised…it’s no ones bad. not yours. not JT’s. not his. . . . not mine. not yours. not ringo’s.

it is just. . .

It is just a blessing every single time we get time with each other. Maybe it’s a sis from Cali, maybe it’s a sis from Arkansas, maybe it’s a friend across the table at happy hour, maybe it’s the one you see everyday but really only get to talk to tonight. Maybe…maybe.

my point…and I do have one…in spite of all the ellipses… is this.

I keep faith.
deep and wide.
that life is good.
and friends are good
and family is irreplaceable. . .
and who describes a family?
I have made plans to travel to,cut the hair of, seen, spoken to, text, raised my hackles for, drank a shot with, planned a birthday party for, talked about a first day of school with, loved, laughed and cried with…family.
family…
all of mine.

just today.

life is good.

i keep faith.

these are my friends.
well. they aren’t really my friends. other than in the myspace. but they are part of the same group that the redhead belongs to so I know them.
they are funny.
go have a cookie lookie.
er…
listen.

Ok. Works for me. Boy has twenty minutes from the time he won gold till he swims again. Bless his heart. They’re rubbing him down now…live…on the tv…

flop.

Tropic Thunder. NOT Thunder Rolls. I called that movie by the wrong name three times in three different places online yesterday and today. gah. Touch of the funk apparently. Not ennui funk, more like cobweb crowded emotion funk! So. It’s called Tropic Thunder. I laughed. So did Joe. I chuckled aloud today. Go check it out this weekend.

I almost ordered a new computer a while ago. I want a new Apple. MacBook or MacPro. I was juuuuuuuuuuuust about to hit that order key, lured in by the “only bla bla dollars a month on this credit card” and decided to step away. I’m going to venture into the arena of home waxing instead.

I know. One begat the other in the natural order of the world, right? Funkytown. That’s where I’m a livin’ apparently.

I got a wax machine for the home. and went today and bought supplies. Yes. I need to wax the brows and those of friends and fam…but I’m going to take a crack at the southside…we’ll see how that goes. If you feel the world stop on it’s axis and hear a scream that can only come from the undead…that’d be me pulling the wax off my own who-ha regions. heh. heh. better open some wine.

Weighed in today. Good stuff. Down 2.4 or this computer. (not the one I was about to buy)and that is a number I’m all over. ALL OVER IT!!!

I’m ass deep into the Olympics. My eyes are bloodshot from the computer and tv and the reading I’m doing on the last book in the Twilight series which I started today. In a perfect world, I’d be on a beach surrounded by all of this reading and watching, awaiting my husband Michael Phelps to arrive after the games. sigh. as it is, I’m in the big chair, with a frozen sorbet melting right here on the little table by me, with a rock-n-roll-thunder-and-lightening show errupting outside. I love this state.

and I love you. Cross your fingers…swimmin’s coming up next!!!

Joe and I went to see Thunder Rolls last night. I don’t know who hurt more after it was over. Highly inappropriate humor…exactly the kind I like! It’s an equal opportunity offender with ridiculously talented kick ass performances by the four guys as well as some surprise cameos that are sure to please! I say BAHHHHHHH and Pahooey to all the buzz from the groups who are kicking up the stink…go and see for yourself!

I may actually never get over Robert Downey Jr. He’s had a piece of me for a looooooong time now but this. . . this may very well be the kicker! heh heh heh.

Alpa Chino: Maybe I just knew I had to represent…
Kirk Lazarus: Hot damn!
Alpa Chino: …because they had one good part in there for a *black* man, and they gave it to “Crocodile Dundee”!
Kirk Lazarus: [offended] Pump your brakes kid, that man’s a national treasure.

You know what’s freakin me out lately? On the Facebook there is this place on one’s homepage that suggests people you may want to be friends with due to associations or other friends that you have the same. They pop up the pic and the name and say, “zelda, (but facebook uses real names) you may want to be friends with bla bla because you both went to USAO”

For three days in a row I’ve pulled up my Facebook page only to find this:

“Zelda, you may want to be friends with EX HUSBAND because you both went to USAO”

Gaaaaaaahhh!!

freakin me out. like, worse than midget*freaking out. My first reaction is can he SEE ME?????? gah.

After I got home I stayed up past midnight watching the games. Did you see all the guys FALL DOWN???? the Chinese gymnast who flew cockamamie off the rings and fell down. oy vey. that’s gonna leave a mark. My boy friend swims again tonight/today and the girls gymnasts compete as well. HALAKALEEM!!

*which by the way, Kizz, please tell that story when we come up. Mgirl and Mandrea need to hear it from your perspective!

Tenth and Eleventh career gold medal. Awe inspiring and just freakin amazing. Oh….and one of those he did without SIGHT. Good lord, if that man ever put on the Batsuit you would be visiting me in the nervous hospital.

Flop.
Splat.
Bleeeeeaaaghhh.

that was me.

So I want to reiterate, Gert’s house over on Hysteria Lane is under construction. Her work IT dept is sniffing around on who and what and bla bla bla on the internet and it made her hole pucker up a little. She’s alive and fine and is hanging out over at the Corner Booth at Hudson’s. go on over and have a cold one with her there until the construction guys leave. Joe posted some might fine pics of my man yesterday too….I love it!!!

I stayed up way late watching coverage, so I’ve slept thru my gym workout. Am sippin coffee and looking at my ottoman. (I’m such a freakin grownup with an ottoman!) On it I have 1 book I just finished that left my brain a little melty, 1 book that I’m about a quarter of the way into, 1 that I haven’t read yet, this months’ Vanity Fair….have I told you all this yet? This is ringing familair. I’m in the middle of a brain melt, as previously mentioned…we’ll just tag this here. Needless to say I have a bunch of stuff to read and watch and I just got the FOURTH book in the TWILIGHT series from a friend yesterday and am itching to start that! Ha!!!

what else? more coffee. yes.

so I got a thing from the social security office yesterday. one of those printouts that shows how much you’ve paid out over your lifetime of paying….kind of cool other than this little tidbit. It’s addressed to Zelda Married Last Name. WTF????? What does that MEAN??? I legally changed back to my maiden name (ha. maiden. that cracks me up) at the divorce. It’s in the papers. Of which I have fresh copies due to the whole buying of the house bla ba dee bla. MARRIED LAST NAME??? am I still somehow CONNECTED??????

what should I do? well, probably call the SSoffice, yes. my first thought too. I dread that. The Government never makes anything easy…maybe I can change my name online? If I have to legally change my name again, I’m seriously considering the last name Ridiculous.

Ok yall….i love ya. I have a FULL day today. Chemical Ali ain’t got nuthin on Chemical Zelda. Not another perm today, but another straightener. Stinky and profitable!!!

Happy Humping Day. I’m thinking wet, golden, chlorine filled humping thoughts of this:

That’s me in the white dress…they air brushed the bejesus out of my face so you may have to squint, but I’m sure you’ll recognize me by my body. it’s exactly the same as in the pictures.

Gert’s over at the Corner Booth for awhile. Don’t freak, everything is fine. IT/Work stuff led to the Lane Closings. She’s still chatty. Go. Have a looksee.