Today I worked a split shift. I just logged off for the day. I’ve always wanted to say that. Why? Well cuz it sounds importante doesn’t it? Split shift. Or not. I dream stuff up sometimes. Illusions of grandeur maybe? Anyhoo …
I left San Antonio at 1 pm CST to go pick up the kidlet in Corpus Christi. Not two short weeks ago she had Spring Break and now it is almost Easter. On the ride back, we caught up. She mentioned she was glad I did not insult her when she entered the car like I did last time. Who knows what the hell I said last time but I remember feeling remorseful. Sometimes I speak before I think. Most times I blurt. Yep, I am a blurter of thoughts. And, my thoughts need to be kept to myself.
We had a deep conversation about an issue important to both of us and when she gave me her thought out well informed opinion, I had this overwhelming sense of satisfaction. There is something about realizing your kids who are now adults have turned out to be good people. Not perfect mind you. I have finally forgiven her. Shame on me for taking so long to get over it.
We had the radio off most of the way … to talk but as we were almost home, I turned it back on. Jack FM plays my jams now that I’ve kicked Sirius to the curb. Lulu started singing along verbatim … exact word for word.
Me: How do you know that song?
Lulu: I know all songs, it’s my thing. I’d win Shazam. We should try and get on that show.
Me: No really how do you know the words? You’re not old enough to know this song.
Lulu: I just do.
Me: What’s the name then? I can’t remember?
Lulu: Africa by Toto
Not that this is fave or anything but still catchy. I joined in and this time she didn’t stop singing when I did. We practically scream sang …
It’s gonna take a lot to take me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
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Then she told me the BF listens to Bowie and Frank Sinatra. Well then Fly Me To the Moon. And her favorite 80s song is Roxanne by the Police. What the what?! Or Call Me by Blondie. Go on now! Shut the front door. Will wonders never cease? Who knew? Lol. I have hope for this younger generation after all :).
As always, more to come.