Monday, August 7, 2006

I've got that jingle-lingle rhythm

Saturday, I watched a movie for which I'd long been awaiting the appropriate immerse-myself-in-a-chick-flick time. The Prizewinner of Defiance Ohio; HowMy Mother Raised 10 Kids on 25 Words or Less was well worth the wait.

What an amazing, true, story! The touching movie tribute is based off of the memoir of the same name by Terry "Tuffy" Ryan, daughter of the main character, Evelyn Ryan. From the book website;

Erma Bombeck meets Ogden Nash in the inspirational true story of an enterprising mother of ten who kept poverty at bay with wit, poetry, and perfect prose during
the "contest era" of the fifties and sixties.

A list of things I came away with from this movie:

- gratitude for gender equality in the world of mortgage banking (and lots of other things nowadays)

- an illustration of real-life determination in a losing situation

- inspiration to keep my chin up and see the good of all things in all times

- the wisdom of forgiveness


- my new favorite quote from a movie - true to Evelyn's double entendre form:

Kelly: You know what your problem is? You're too damned

Evelyn: Honestly Kelly, I don't know how you come up with these

1st meaning: How's that a bad thing?
2nd meaning: I'm pretty miserable, and I don't know how you don't see through that happy facade.

The other thing I took away from the show was the sing-songy jingles - apparently.

Today I was supposed to do a volunteer training for the homeless count in Estes Park. As of this morning, I had no RSVPs for the training. However, folks in CO are notorious for not RSVPing and still showing up, and since it was advertised, I made the hour trek into the Rocky Mountains.

No one showed, and 30 minutes after the training would have started, 2 hours after I set out to teach folks the mysteries of effective surveying, I went to speak to the receptionist. Seems no one there in the office had a clue, despite the boss man of that site telling me he would inform his staff.

It would seem that the Estes Park Office Manager for Health and Human Services doesn't care. As is the case for a lot of government employees in human services these days, it would seem, as I have had the most resistance to this count from people who, you'd think, would be eagerly embracing it for sake of furthering fiscal securities.

You'd think...but you'd be WRONG.

So, back to Prizewinner. I came up with a little ditty today, to be sung with Oz' greatest munchkin gusto, and thoroughly enjoyed:

I hate these government slackers
Oh yes I do!
They screw the world over
For folks like me and you

White bred hackers
Who don't give a @#$%
Haaaaaaaave in their crack[er]s
A head that's PermAnEntLy stuck!

Are but mere actors
Who always cry one thing:
I care, I care, really I do,
Well, so long as it's nothing
That I actually must do!

Hey, a girl's gotta have some fun when there are so many Sergeant Retards running 'round - If they won't take their work seriously, well, why should I?


  1. You finally saw the movie! I haven't yet, but I want to. You'll have to tell HS! She's really going through some hard times just lately.

    Glad to see your comment thing is working again, I've missed you!

    I'm sorry about the training thing, I just can't believe people...the article they did about it (and you) was really good.

    I like your song!