My story
You know how it is when your head is hung low and you have that why me Lord thing going on about everything and then suddenly it gets all shaken up and next thing you know you’re walking down the street just laughing all the time and laughing at yourself and your crazy mixed up life.
My friend told me on Monday – she said doesn’t it seem like when everything just gets so tangled up and confused that that’s when you’re about to find grace?
I took the streetcar to go watch Llewyn Davis by the Coen brothers – the cinematography was amazing – I just loved it, the script, the acting, all the bits – I felt like here I was paying $10.50 to be immersed into this other life and wow, it was wonderful. There was one part in the movie where I started chuckling so hard I couldn’t stop.
But riding the streetcar to the movie I sat by this guy who was chatting me up like a wildcat and I had to post what happened on Facebook:
Guy on streetcar says “I bet you got a husband somewhere dontcha?” I said, “I’ve had a few.”
He snorted Big Shot orange drink laughing so hard.
Later, a friend responded on FB – “but then again too few to mention” and I started belly laughing all to myself.
I’ve been sort of giddy lately – I hope I’m not manic – but it does crack me up that I’m a woman with a past, with a story, and on Monday I felt that this is why I was blue and today I’m like hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
But wait there’s more …
