The Deadline is Jan. 30, 2009

The calm before the storm.

The storm.

The Goal.

A goal is a dream with a deadline.

Perfect

The last time I walked out of the bedroom that I spent my later childhood/teen years in, I left behind these lyrics hanging in a frame on the wall with the ticket stub from the Alanis concert I had gone too.  I grew up being reminded of how I was never good enough. I was verbally broken down over and over. I told myself that I would never return. So, left these words there to tell my story and now I share them here with you;

"Sometimes is never quite enough

If you're flawless, then you'll win my love

Don't forget to win first place

Don't forget to keep that smile on your face

Be a good boy

Try a little harder

You've got to measure up

And make me prouder

How long before you screw it up

How many times do I have to tell you to hurry up

With everything I do for you

The least you can do is keep quiet

Be a good girl

You've gotta try a little harder

That simply wasn't good enough

To make us proud

I'll live through you

I'll make you what I never was

If you're the best, then maybe so am I

Compared to him compared to her

I'm doing this for your own damn good

You'll make up for what I blew

What's the problem...why are you crying

Be a good boy

Push a little farther now

That wasn't fast enough

To make us happy

We'll love you just the way you are

If you're perfect 

Now all of these years later, this song brings me right back to that room. Only now I stand there a strong and independent woman, laughing at the fool that thought I would fail. Here is what I have to say to that fool, "Go have another drink."