OK, I feel I must post this before I begin my next task here (and yes, I'm the last one here).
I deserve an A in Game Show Host Voice 101. GO ME
A few minutes ago, Mr. W. rings me from his car. Yes, you may safely ASSume that he is happy and wants to talk to me.
Topic du jour? His lack of flylady techniques.
I will say here that I am COMPLETELY unsympathetic, but I pulled off complete passion and nurturing, courtesy of Meredith's crash course in Bob Barker speak. I pulled out my customer service hat and plastered on a huge smile on my face...
While I had to hear about how hard it is to clean an apartment. Folks, I think you can safely assume as well that I didn't grow up privileged. I've done my fair share of cleaning and I think that he's done more to clean our house in the past than what's he's letting on.
Needless to say, I got a crash course in all the best cleaning products. And was then given a lovely visual picture of him smelling like ammonia, with bleached hands and prune fingers from the sweat of his toil and labor. He did tell me that the worst part about cleaning was getting the dried Crest toothpaste out of the drawers using an old toothbrush.
I remained positive and affirming, periodically throwing in a one liner like, "Wow! Aren't you glad you don't have to work for Merry Maids?" I got enthusiastic responses to my well timed comments.
And he seemed grateful for the fact that we had such a meaningful conversation.
He then told me he was in a hurry to get the girls because they would be late for D6's physical therapy. I thought to myself, Well, since you're not going to ask me about my day, I'll tell you!
Bob Barker showed up one more time with some gusto, excited and a little breathless (maybe I could have a career in phone porn): "Hey, Mr. W. guess what happened to me today?"
MW: "What?
BB: "I was invited to testify before the state legislature on Feb 19th!"
MW: Clearly stunned. "Really? What for?"
BB: I love this man's disbelief. "To speak on the issue of the CES program on behalf of children with disabilities."
MW: Interested now. "How about that? Are you going to be on TV?"
BB: YIKES! I didn't think about that! "What, like C-span?"
MW: Just a teensy bit condescending. "No, Betsey, C-span is for national stuff. They show local lawmaking on Channel 8"
BB: "Channel 8? Really? The only thing I ever see on Channel 8 is the boring mayor of Greenwood Village discussing how sales tax revenue supports his plans for the people."
MW: "Well, you have to watch it at other times, then. Some of it is interesting."
BB: What? Channel 8 is NEVER interesting! They show teleprompter stuff about how people's dogs and cats get eaten by coyotes. And remind us to put our trash out curbside no earlier than the night before pickup. "Well, I guess I'll have to come home early from work sometime so I can watch Channel 8."
MW: I think he thinks I might be mentally ill or something. "Well, Bets, I'm at the house. I'll have the girls home by 10:30 tomorrow morning. Is this okay with you?"
BB: Emphasizing my approval and enthusiasm. "Yes, that would be lovely. Thanks so much for calling and checking in."
UGH. No wonder I hate game shows so much... But Mer, you're right. This is getting much easier as time goes. And it's sort of fun in a really sicko way. I sort of get off on the fact that I can change my pitch and tone and see how he responds.
Go me!
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
UD, how about a little Richard Dawson from Family Fued?
" and the survey says" not what you answered much to the dismay of the studio audience. BOO, HISS
You are just too funny sometimes, at least he isn't trashing your PMA, you win that battle alot, I am trying but keep getting poked in the eye, the other Bets. cheats!
Yes, the ocean IS quiet. I've put my time away from the PC to good use! And yes, I'm still fish sober.
Yesterday, Mr. W. brought the girls home around 10:30. I dropped D9 off at her birthday party while D6 and I headed to the grocery store. Wanted to get that out of the way because of the snow forecast (which, BTW, fell grossly short of the predictions).
Then we had a play date with her best friend, until it was time to pick up D9. After that, we returned to the house for some R&R before church... and I caught up with a friend and her dad there and we all headed out to eat.
We got home fairly late and spent the rest of our time watching some TV and doing laundry.
Today has been an organizing fiesta. Happily, D9 helped me clean out the file cabinet and get everything sorted and reorganized. I'm nearly finished with dinner prep and advanced dinner prep for the crock pot tomorrow.
I FEEL GOOD (doing my best James Brown imitation)!!!
I will comment that I had headed to mass yesterday feeling contemplative and strategic. The gospel readings hit home... 2nd reading (Paul) was about love is patient and kind. I ended up leaving feeling a little more motivated to hang in here awhile longer.
Other than that, no worries here. Hope you guys are having good weekends too. So yes, just keep swimming!
Bets
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
