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Friday. Cold and sunny but not freezing yet, perfect. Every week I wait for this day to come. No exception.
This weekend the kids will stay here with me, I won’t be able to do much. They have plans that involve baking. That means I’ll be eating too much cake. I still didn’t finish reading the instructions manual of the pressure cooker. I really need to get some things done and catch up reading. I’m very slow and it seems I can’t focus (in anything).
I took a picture of my browser, over 30 tabs opened. Those are the posts I have to read (until yesterday 8.00pm). Many more appeared there before I went to bed and even more were waiting for me this morning.

All my house looks like that. Everything is piling up. My kids promised to help me. There is still one wall with wallpaper and no lamps in the bedrooms. That will change soon because I’m having an End of the Year High Tea Party with the moms from the other school. Sixteen ladies confirmed. So by December 8th the house should be ready. We don’t have much time.

I want to thank all of you who wrote a comment on yesterday’s post. Your kind words made me smile and reminded me that there are still a few good men out there.
Some of the comments came via e-mail or Words With Friends.
I want to share this one from Aa (thank you!!).

While I was in the shower last night, I couldn’t help thinking. Karma. I should be really careful on what I say from now on. Once I laughed at the Swedish guys and next day Karma bit me in my ears. And then it struck me. Now I know why I keep meeting jerks. It’s because of my comments back in the 90’s.

I have a cousin, Ari and a friend Vero. They were famous for picking always the wrong guy. The kind of guy that the family didn’t like a bit. The lazy, the addict, the plain ass, the cheater, the “knows it all” and so on and so forth.
My comment back then was: “Let’s go out with Ari or Vero so we’ll be sure they’ll be the ones picking the jerk”. It was a joke, and we laugh about it for a long time. Even they agreed that was always the case.

One day, my cousin Ari found a nice man. It wasn’t the case with Vero. She’s the kind of woman who can’t stand being alone. She openly admitted that she preferred to be with the wrong man than alone. Her choice.

So while the warm water run through my body, I was trying to recall how many times I could have said those comments, so that way I could know more or less how many more jerks I still have to meet. Just to balance.
I have to say that apart from the four jerks I talked about these past days (rude comment guy, Facebook guy, getting married guy and the man), there were a few more. Stories will come soon.
Maybe if I openly admit that I was wrong saying that about my friend and cousin, Karma will finally make peace with me and my luck will change. Here I go: I WAS WRONG and I’ll never make a joke about it again (and I know it’ll be hard because joking it’s in my nature and I can’t help myself from being me).

And because today is Friday and at some point I’ll be in LOVE, here is a song for you. (Sorry! My musical knowledge is below basic, I couldn’t think of anything else. Yesterday I read the lyrics for the first time (because if I listen to the song I get 5 of the 80 words and if I try to sing it, I’d probably sound like THIS (and please take the time to watch this video, it’s short and it’ll make you smile (at least). She got balls and I admire her. It’s true, it’s not like I’m afraid of Karma).

Karma Chameleon
(written by: Philip Stuart Pickett, Culture Club)

There’s a loving in your eyes all the way
If I listen to your lies would you say
I’m a man without conviction
I’m a man who doesn’t know
How to sell a contradiction
You come and go, you come and go

Karma karma karma karma, karma chameleon
You come and go, you come and go
Loving would be easy if your colors were like my dream
Red gold and green, red gold and green

Didn’t hear your wicked words everyday
And you used to be so sweet, I heard you say
That my love was an addiction
When we cling our love is strong
When you go you’re gone forever
You string along, you string along

Karma karma karma karma, karma chameleon
You come and go, you come and go
Loving would be easy if your colors were like my dream
Red gold and green, red gold and green

Every day is like survival
You’re my lover, not my rival
Every day is like survival
You’re my lover, not my rival

I’m a man without conviction
I’m a man who doesn’t know
How to sell a contradiction
You come and go, you come and go

Karma karma karma karma, karma chameleon
You come and go, you come and go
Loving would be easy if your colors were like my dream
Red gold and green, red gold and green

Karma karma karma karma, karma chameleon
You come and go, you come and go
Loving would be easy if your colors were like my dream
Red gold and green, red gold and green

Karma karma karma karma, karma chameleon
You come and go, you come and go
Loving would be easy if your colors were like my dream
Red gold and green, red gold and green
Karma karma karma karma, karma chameleon

Have the perfect Friday and if it’s the time for Karma to come, let it be the GOOD one.

source:
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~ by DotedOn on November 21, 2014.