semi-extraordinary circumstances

i am so tired. last night instead of going to bed right when we got home from a meeting, we watced the tivo'd grammys. (grammies? grammys. that's right.) i thought they were pretty good though. i was surprised by how much of the recording we actually wanted to watch. i thought the girl who won the contest to perform with justin timberlake did a really good job. she was oh so confident. and, i think that justin was nice to her - instead of dancing off all over the stage, he stayed right by her and the camera was therefore on her almost the whole time. it's everything i would want for my first appearance at the grammys. i'll be recreating that moment next year.

i missed my bus today. that's why i'm here blogging right now. i feel guilty when i get to work late, but i planned out part of my day and how i'm going to start work on some important projects while i was out walking emmy...so that counts as working, right? just as good as being there. better to be at home thinking about something productive than sitting at work with a blank mind wishing i were at home. right?

my uncle stopped by our house while we were at work last week and dropped off a late christmas present. it's a book called "girls". i skimmed the inside cover and learned it was about twins. i was pretty excited to read what the jacket said was a great book about twins. it turns out that the twins are conjoined twins. it might turn out to be a really, really great book, and i'm not saying that there should not be novels written about conjoined twins, but i feel like every newish book i read lately that is supposed to be about just plain life has to have some really unusual twist to it. they're all about ordinary people in semi-extraordinary circumstances. like this one i just read about twins (twins again - weird) who were separated at birth because one had downs syndrome and it was the 60s and her dad gave her away and she was raised by a nurse and how her family falls apart because of it. it was kind of a good book at times. but i feel like some of the books that get a lot of buzz lately have to have some sort of edgy concept. i would be interested in reading a book about regular, boring old twins. or families that aren't dysfunctional and people that don't do drugs or die. maybe that's why i decided to read the oh so wholesome and "regular" anne of the island this weekend. but i'm sure i'll end up reading "girls" too. i'll probably really like it and then maybe i'll regret everything i've said. i like getting books as gifts.

well, time to get ready to catch bus #2.