Why is it that belly button jam smells the exact same as toe jam?
It’s strange the things that send us meandering back to our blogs after months and months away. Not that there IS any reason in particular that I showed up tonight. It’s just strange that there ARE things. I couldn’t sleep and was done with my book and was finally bored with watching movie trailers on Imbd, so I clicked on my folder in favorites marked “Diversions” and idly let the mouse fall over my blog name. I tapped one finger, and after thirty seconds, there I was, wearing that same tired old Morticia Addams outfit and taking a picture of myself in the school bathroom. Oh, and look! There was the same old regurgitated phrase that my eye always falls on: “versional pink.” YAWN. I figured anything would be better than having to see those ancient chestnuts again, which is surprisingly the same thing I think whenever I see myself naked in the mirror.
PLUS, I’ve been appreciative of my faithful bloggeteers who don’t seem to follow the credo “Out of sight, out of mind.” I’ve recently heard from Jennifer and Talena and Aakanksha and Christine and Beth and Twyla and Heather Anne, all of whom have sent me loving regards in some way or another, despite the fact that I’ve essentially ignored them for the equivalent of an ice age so as to better fix my eyes on my own fuzzy navel offerings. You guys are awesome chickydoodles.
So, this summer I spent a month in Oregon cosying (I’m so international) into the bosom of my family. It was a balm to my spirit because I’m OH so tired of living in the south. The south is nice. The south has great storytellers and crackling-good thunderstorms. It has sausage gravy and grits. It has some of YOU. But it doesn’t have my family, and as I’ve gotten older and tend to look backward more often than I do ahead, I appreciate them like I never did before. I also hung out with Lorraine and Kary, friends from way back, both of whom I have kissed on the lips in a non-sexual manner, and I miss THEM, too. Everybody spoiled me way past the pretty point. I visited with Scott’s parents, who are struggling with but refusing to back down to his dad’s lung cancer. It was good to see them. Oregon is home.
Big chunk news items: I’m in school, Scott is still distributing beer and wine, Van is training to be a cage-fighter (wouldn’t THAT be awesome? No, he’s living in Oregon with my parents and going to firefighter school); Jesse is working as a cook at Ruby Tuesday’s, and Torie is a senior in high school and looking forward to wedding bells next summer.
Here’s Lorraine and me in her beautiful backyard. You can tell I’m really happy to be there. And if you’re wondering why I’m always propping my chin on my hand in pictures? That’s easy. My head is too big to stay up on its own.
August 31st, 2008 07:27
Non-sexual kisses, eh? VERY arch. Nothing gets a blog back into the swing of things better than a little bit of lesbotic suggestiveness. Lorraine and you look very happy in that picture. That’s all I’m saying.
Welcome back, Kelly! I’m pleased to hear that Oregon is home, but where had it gone to? Did it go South to enjoy the sausage gravy and grits?
When I look at myself naked in the mirror, I think, “Michaelangelo lived a few centuries too soon”. Until the mirror cracks, that is.
But you’ve made me lose my bet! I bet my life savings that the next Kelly Well post would appear after the new Guns ‘n’ Roses album. Such a waste of fifteen euros!
August 31st, 2008 08:37
hee. A sharper smartass I’ve never known. I’m surprised you hadn’t heard this on the radio, especially as you seem to get our news quicker than WE do, but Oregon spent a little time in China helping it get ready for the Olympics. Being a discerning state, however, it hied it on back home before the opening ceremonies. You might be pleased to know that it introduced grits and gravy to China on behalf of the southern states, though. AND lesbianism. Oregon is a very generous state.
ha! You just won me TWENTY euros because I was betting my life savings on the chance that you were betting I wouldn’t write another blog post until after the new Guns ‘n’ Roses album! I’ll buy you a new mirror.
August 31st, 2008 09:05
I thought the Internet was quiet this morning because it’s Labor day weekend, but it turns out everyone hushed to make room for your return! (Return-ish?)
August 31st, 2008 09:07
So glad to hear that you had a good time in Oregon. So sad to hear that you had a good time in Oregon, cause we didn’t get to see you. I am not even going to tell Ruthann that you were here. Glad that you got to spend some time with Lorraine and your family. I will have to call out to your folks and talk to Van. When do you start back to school again? Are you still liking it? Happy Belated Birthday also. How come you and Lorraine still look you did in High School?
August 31st, 2008 09:10
Actually, Heath, everyone was raptured because of my Second Coming. Everyone, well, except you and Mal… but I’m sure that doesn’t mean anything. Don’t worry.
(Oh, definitely an “ish”)
August 31st, 2008 09:17
Roddy, don’t feel too bad. My original purpose was to spend all my time writing, in a hermit’s retreat, but it turned out that I needed to reconnect with family members instead. Lorraine and Kary were bonuses. We’ll be back; in fact, we’re planning on moving back next year, after Torie graduates.
I’ve been in school for two weeks now, and it’s a lot easier than it was last term when I was taking Spanish every day, as well as daily algebra classes. That about killed me. I’m taking Am. History, Brit Lit, Biology, Algebra, and Yoga this term. I have to write a history paper today. sigh.
Are you saying that Lorraine and I looked like 40-somethings when we were in high school?
(No, I tease. Thank you for the compliment!)
August 31st, 2008 10:36
Kells bells! Well lookee, lookee! I was thinking about you recently. Lamenting your absence. I suppose even an ish return is better than none, right?
I was visiting family in Iowa this summer…but was happy to return to Michigan. Sometimes I prefer being home.
August 31st, 2008 15:34
You were thinking about me, really? Oh, that makes me happy. Actually, Annoo, I was depending on you to supply the answer to my post title question. You seem like the go-to girl for dilemmas like that.
Home is the who, what, where, why, and when, isn’t it? And sometimes even the how.
August 31st, 2008 16:43
So happy to see a post from you, Miss Kelly. Lorraine told me about your visit and that you guys were hoping to move back to Oregon next year… so perhaps we’ll actually meet then, eh? Although I’m very shy about lip kissing, so I may have to dodge you at the last second.
It’s so good to see a little update on your family…
August 31st, 2008 16:59
Hi Cath! It would be awesome to meet you in the flesh, and I in NO way mean that biblically, so you don’t have to worry none.
We really can’t wait to move home again. We’ll have been here a little over a decade, which is long enough to try something out, right? And besides, I want to hug the beach.
August 31st, 2008 17:06
Yay! Yay! Yay! I’ve been missing you a lot and hoping and wondering when you’d come back. Please come back to stay!! Besides, now I want to hear all about Torie’s upcoming wedding. And a million other things. Tell all!
August 31st, 2008 19:58
Hola, Jennseed! You were so sweet for sending me a little note awhile back. I hope motherhood is suiting you. I’ll bet you’re a great mamacita.
I don’t know that I’ll come back here on a regular basis because school is keeping me pretty busy, BUT, I will probably come back oftener than every few months… It’s always encouraging to get loved on by you guys.
Torie’s been going out with Mark for two years; he’s 20 and in the Army Reserves. She does want to have a little wedding after graduation and go to cosmetology school after that. She and Mark will live here until we can persuade them to move to Oregon, but he’s also thinking of going Regular, which means they could end up anywhere and often! You know what that’s like.
Ooh, maybe I WILL have to come back more often, just to keep you apprised of all the news. ha! I’m glad you asked; it’s always nice to be asked.
Is your little family well? How about your parents and sisters?
September 1st, 2008 10:37
Of course I was thinking about you! You’re my favorite Smelly Kelly ever! Course, I don’t really know if you smell or not, but it sure does rhyme, doesn’t it?
Hmm, you want to know why, huh? I wanna know why you’re smelling your belly jam. See? You are Smelly! Except it’s a verb and not an adverb….
September 3rd, 2008 00:52
Hey, you. Ooo, Torie’s getting married? Wowee! Seems like just yesterday you were talking about her entering high school! I’ve had too many experiences lately that remind me that yes, I am getting older.
You have definitely been missed. So nice to hear a bit about you, sweets. I’m sorry that not all of your news was happy (Scott’s grandpa). Prayers will continue being sent forth, in his general direction, too!
*fierce cyber-hug*
September 3rd, 2008 02:03
Hey stranger, nice to hear from you. Glad you’re well.
I can’t believe you were in Oregon for the summer and didn’t come to the coast. Now I’m gone.
Now you will have to come to San Diego. Too bad.
September 3rd, 2008 03:10
Annikin - How is it you know me so well from way over there? Maybe that’s how far my unique fragrance travels! To answer YOUR question, one of my nicknames is Smelly Belly, the “Smelly” of which is used alternately as a verb, adjective, animal, mineral, or vegetable. My propensity to smell toes is an anomaly that NO one can explain (or cares to, sigh).
Taleny - Thank you for my birthday card! And yes, Torie is planning on getting married in the summer, which IS undeniably weird for me since she’s my youngest. However, since I’ve enjoyed my kids’ adulthood more than their childhood, I’m pretty hip to the scene. Or it’s “dope,” or something. I can never stay up on the terms.
Actually, it’s Scott’s dad who has lung cancer. Thank you for adding your prayers to ours! We’re all pulling for him.
Mad Willy - Actually, I was in Cannon Beach for a couple hours on the way home from another beach we’d stayed at! But it was only to eat breakfast and quickly search out some saltwater taffy. I looked for any shop that might pass for your art gallery but couldn’t see one. I thought you were already gone, anyway! That’s what I get for not keeping up with everyone’s blogs!
Are you and your little family happy in San Diego?
September 4th, 2008 01:59
Me, either, on the terms thing. I really need to find some of those urban slang flash cards Heather Anne makes so much of.
I got confused on the person with cancer due to wording. Thanks for clarifying.
I’m not sure dope is the most appropriate treatment for lung cancer, though.
October 7th, 2008 16:31
Tori’s getting *married* ??? Dear Lord. Dear Lordy Lords. How the time flies.
*waves*
October 9th, 2008 11:08
And we refuse to go away, for, WHAT IF she has written today?
“Torie is a senior in high school and looking forward to wedding bells next summer”
Serious? Is your daughter, the youngest child getting married next year? What? How? Who? Not really my business though. But I am more excited about everyone else’s wedding, than my own ^_^
x Ace
October 12th, 2008 12:04
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November 17th, 2008 12:39
Hey Kelly–I tried to email you but it bounced back. Can you email me, perhaps? I would love to hear more about your trip and share some kid news back and forth! Miss ya! I have so much to tell you!
Robin