Bloggin' Robin

Tweet tweet. Tweetle-y Dee. Rockin' Robin. Tweet tweet. Tweetle-y Dee.

There is a Blue Jay that lives in my backyard. Whenever I blog recently, he will often come sit on the patio steps and watch me. I say "he," but I don't really know. He looks like a he. All cocky and stoic. I picture a female Blue Jay as a gentle and humble creature. Plus aren't the male birds like brighter and more colorful and the female birds ugly and bland? I think that's right.

This is my idea of nature.

And no, it has nothing to do with the fact that I went to Private School.

But he is pretty. So perfectly blue, with streaks of black. He definitely stands out from his Robin Counterparts.

And watching him every morning reminds me of one glorious fact: Spring is here.

Finally. Oh my word, Finally.

Yesterday, I had the windows open. And today I have one eye on the thermostat just waiting for it to climb above 50! There is nothing I love more than an open window letting the breeze in. I have to force myself downstairs because there are no windows downstairs. I would much prefer to stay upstairs in the sunlight that I have been withdrawn from for almost five months! And feel the outside air cool the house. It is close to heaven.

The kids feel the same way. I cannot keep them away from an open window. Scarlett sits by the back door just staring out into the yard, pawing the glass with her hand like a little puppy. Stella will just stand in the small recliner by the window at the front of the house, letting the breeze wash over her face with maybe a barbie in her hand, maybe nothing.

I think it's safe to say that everyone in this city has been sun-depleted and exhausted from snow, rain, clouds and gloom.

Well, except for Zach, who said yesterday, "I don't know what the big deal is about Spring. I hate Spring. Spring is the worst time of year."

You gotta love him. Well, ok you don't. But I do. Spring is his busiest time of year. For him, here come the 70 hour work weeks, the 12 hour days and working Saturdays. Who has time to look at the budding trees, the birds returning and the sun shining. The only thing he notices is the grass turning green, but that's kind of his job.... You can't really blame him. Well, I can't anyways.

I like to casually remind him however, of plowing snow in the middle of the night, working 30 hour straight shifts and working Christmas, New Years and His Birthday. But it's all a matter of perspective I suppose.

I am in an exceptional mood this morning. If you can't tell. I got a full night's sleep last night!!! I even woke up before the alarm went off. That my friends, is epic! Scarlett, in a surprise move, slept through the entire night. I don't know what came over her, or why she decided to stop torturing me, but let me tell you, I feel fantastic.

Kind of like I can conquer the world.

I just might too, so watch out.

Could you imagine that? Me as the queen of the world? What a disaster.

In my mind's eye I've pictured myself running for an office of some sort. Like even before writing this blog. Like something small. Something like Metro Community College Comptroller(But seriously, who hasn't at one time or another envied anyone with the title Comptroller? I'm not at all sure of what responsibilities a Comptroller holds, but it's pretty much the sweetest title out there.). You know, something that hardly anyone votes for and that doesn't hold much responsibility.

What qualifications do I have, you ask? None. None whatsoever. This is just a made up scenario in my mind's eye.

Didn't I already say that? Sheesh. :)

Ok, but this is one profession that I have realized I would be absolutely terrible at! Absolutely Awful.

I can't make the easy decisions, like what to wear today and what's for dinner tonight, how could I ever, possibly make decisions that would affect other people? Oh my word. I am picturing it now. For some reason, I'm sitting on a golden thrown, wearing a jeweled crown(without diamonds of course) and holding a scepter, but let's face it Metro Community College would be doomed.

How terrible would it be if I ruled the world? In my mind's eye this scenario does exist. Stop judging me.

But for real. I would be the worst politician. I don't know how to lie. I feel awful if I do. I don't know how to manipulate or bribe or take hush money. I would be the most fumbling, idiot of a politician. Plus, I can't keep a secret to save my life! My first TV interview, I would just blurt out everything I know.

It would sound like:

Mrs. Higginson, what are your views on Universal Health Care?

I would respond with:

They tried to give me illegal kickbacks for my vote. (I would slam my hands over my mouth, but only seconds would go by before I blurted out...) And the senator from Illinois is having an affair with his intern. (Another hand slam over the mouth.)


Ok.... but what do you think about the policy?

Me(Plus, by the way, I really feel as if I would look terrible in a pants suit. You have to be a certain type of woman to pull that off.):

The senator from Michigan hasn't paid his taxes in 30 years and one of the interns down the hall from me has a meth addiction.

I mean, I would be a terrible, terrible politician. I guess it's not for everyone. But I don't even understand how people get good at being one. Even who I consider to be the good guys, have to learn a certain way of carefully walking around the truth or direct answer and fluff and manipulate their way through interviews and press conferences.

Last night, Zach and I stayed up extra late to watch Sexy Sarah on Hannity. That's Sarah Palin for those of you who thought I was talking about a stripper. He asked her all kinds of hard questions and she had an answer for everything.

I mean, I'm sure she was briefed before the interview and has a team of people with answers to coach her through(like every other politician out there); but at the same time, I felt like that would be a really hard thing to accomplish(an intelligent sounding interview, and I also realize that "intelligent" is subject to the audience listening.). But it's not just SP that can pull it off, I mean all of those politicians are like primed and ready to give face time to any and all interviews in hope of making the evening news. They can all answer questions effortlessly, argue-determinedly and brush off the truth as if it never existed in the first place! That's talent, I suppose.

Mine would have realistically sounded more like, "Um, what? What did you say? Can you repeat the question? Um, um, um, um, what? Do I get a lifeline?"

That's basically what I sound like in every day, day to day conversation, so I don't feel like much would change for the better if you put me in front of a camera.

Anyways, I don't know where that came from!

Mostly, I think, because since I don't have a real job, I like to imagine myself in every possible job scenario. I haven't found one that fits yet(Even in my imagination), but when I figure it out, I will let you all know, I'm sure.

Some other day, I'll give you my thoughts on what I would be like as a firefighter or police officer. Trust me, our streets would be much safer with me on the job.

Oh man. I'm actually laughing out loud right now. Oh boy. You should not believe that last statement. At all.

One more thought before I close. Today, AJ(Dora The Explorer) and Stella are obsessed with Vampires. Yes, thank you Twilight for even infecting my home and my children.

Stella told me just now that she is drinking Vampire-Blood-Chocolate-Milk. Whatever that is. But I think she has it backwards anyways. We don't drink Vampire Blood, it's the other way around. Now I have to decide if that is a teachable lesson or to just let it go......

Scarlett staring out the window. I told you.


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  1. i have a real job, and wish that i could be home... maybe we can switch places. i would like to day dream and soak up the spring outside.

    THE SUN IS HERE! woot woot.

  2. Scarlett is standing on the table looking out the window!!!!
    Your bro, Rob, used to dream of buying Canada one day. Perhaps you could be Queen of Canada...or not.