By far, one of my favorite songs.
Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets,
And little man, little Lola wants you.
Make up your mind to have no regrets,
Recline yourself, resign yourself, you're through.
Occasionally, I substitute the name Lola for anyone I feel is perpetually spoiled, making the song more sardonic than seductive.
A few weekends ago was kid free for Mush and me, and we laid on the chaise lounges listening to classic jazz when the song came on. I told him about substituting names, and it occurred to me as I said it that I should try my own out.
Whatever Katie wants, Katie gets...
It's true. No, seriously. I'm perpetually spoiled, by both physical beings in my sphere and cosmic forces.
Mush has been gone for a few days, and those who know the dynamic of our relationship know that without Mush, we starve. Okay, not really. But after three nights of pancakes in a row, the children are ready for him to come back and cook actual dinner.
Last night his mom asked me (after her husband had made the children dinner and she and I ate out) what on earth I did before Mush came along in the culinary department. I answered, "Well, Shay cooked for me for all of 2015-16..." Shay is the kids cousin. Prior to that, we had many meals at the kids great aunt and uncle's house.
The people who love me, cook for me. But I digress...
I began to think of the things I have desired that have come to fruition from little to no effort on my part.
1) Marrying Mush.
When I heard he was single, I knew he must be mine. But, because I'm me, I also knew I'd probably have to put a lot of work into getting him to actually feel the same way. I was prepared for months of long distance work. To my surprise, all it took was five days of texting philosophy and one night of getting together in person. I didn't even have to show off my cleavage.
2) Moving to Oregon
I've wanted to live in Oregon since I was 18 years old and saw it for the first time. Because of Mush, that desire was also fulfilled.
3) Having a Baby
Mush and I talked about having a baby, but that would have required a reversal of the tubal ligation I got three years ago. It would be expensive.We had decided to table the idea of surgery for a year, and I had begun to say aloud that I wish God would just miraculously give me a baby without me having to have surgery.
I'm due late July/early August.
Boom.
I can't take credit for any of these things. Faith is about the only effort I put into all three. Not that faith is any small thing, but I'm so used to the answer always being "no" when I ask, that I can hardly believe that the answer was finally "yes." And how!
