Friday, February 18, 2011

Out Of My Hands

Last weekend Mistah and I were invited to our friend Steven's 50th Birthday party. We made a plan to drive to our friend Nancy and Jon's house, dump the car, and go to the party with them -- Jonny could be our DD, and we'd kick my godson out of his bed and into the basement and sleep in his room that night.

When we arrived I said to Nancy, "Now that we're here, we're officially in your hands." She said, "Well, dude, you're not in my hands." I said, "I don't care whose hands I'm in, as long as they're not my own."

I make it my business to put myself in other people's hands. Take for instance the current Winter Film Festival. Jennie picked me up on the first night after collecting Carlos. I got in the back seat and when asked, "Where should we go for a drink?" I replied, "I'm in your hands."

I love being in other people's hands. Other people's back seats are comfortable, and I never have to worry about anything. As long as I remember the wine.

You know that old song "We've Got the Whole World in Our Hands"?  Sure you do. I've even blogged about it.

Well, I'm happy to report I do not have the whole world in my hands.

In fact, I do all I can to have no world in my hands.

I work a little, I walk around town, I go to the Film Festival movie every day. I'd do more, really, if I could.

But I can't.

It's out of my hands.


Me, You, or Ellie said...

Oh Ellie, I whole-heartedly agree! I love being in other people's hands too. It happens FAR too infrequently though.

I really need to find me some jennie and jon's....


Me, You, or Ellie said...

Dude, you crazy. You are always in charge, even when you're getting a ride in someone's back seat.

I love to put myself in YOUR hands. You are a very good caretaker, you think of everything, always.



ksh. said...

I totally agree with Jacquie!