Cry, Cry Baby


We’ve been watching Game Of Thrones.

Tonight on Game Of Thrones: EVERYONE runs into a sword or an ax. Also, sex..some of which will be disturbing.

So far, NOTHING on Game Of Thrones has made me cry. And this is fucking amazing, because it seems that EVERYTHING makes me cry these days. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again…aging is NOT for pussies.

When I was younger, I cried over everything. If someone was mean to me, I would cry. If I thought someone MIGHT be mean to me, I would cry. If I made a mistake at work, I cried.

I hated it.

It took years, but I turned that shit around. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I never cry, but I don’t cry if I don’t want to. And I never cry in front of people who don’t live in the same house as me.

Now that I’m aging, it seems that I’m losing my grip on the tears thing again. Well, other than in public or at work. I’ll pull my own eyeballs out before I’d cry in front of people at work.

Here is a list of things that I cry over…not an exhaustive list, but a fairly good sample:

This video of a toddler singing a Beatles song.  Why? WHY” There is nothing sad about this, it’s just adorable.

Stories about my grand kids. Even the one about the 2 year old granddaughter saying ‘I can’t open this fucking door’.

Gordon Ramsey. I am not fucking kidding. I watched an episode of Kitchen Nightmares and when everything turned out and Gordon hugged the owner, I cried like a little bitch.

This Tracey Ullman video. Not the whole thing, just the part where she is dancing with the shopping cart in the grocery store. She looks old and tired and used up, but she’s still singing.

Hearing the Beatles song that the toddler sang. Yes. Just hearing that song makes me tear up.

Oh, and FUCK watching any of those videos where moms and dads surprise their kids by coming home from overseas when they’re not expected. In my defense, though, you’d have to be somewhat monstrous to not be a little moved by those videos.

Looking at old pictures.

Looking at new pictures.

Really, this list grows on a daily basis. Sometimes, I’ll just cry for no fucking reason at all. This is not me. I don’t understand this at all. Will this get worse? Will I end up blubbering at weddings and baby showers?

The hot flashes suck. The more than occasional zit is quite attractive on a 5o year old woman. I’m getting crows feet, white hair and the skin on my face is getting thinner and thinner. I swear, I would not complain about ANY of these things if I could just turn off the waterworks.

HAHAHAH…that’s a lie.

Of course I’m going to complain.



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