Damn you, Dave. Damn you that we never miss Muses, and this year you are not here. And you never will be here again. I hate you for that. I hate that so often we hurdle another ‘first’. I secretly panic that it won’t just be the ‘firsts’ that slice me open each time like a knife. What if it’s the seconds and thirds too? What if it never goes away? Today I feel proud that my little family is marching on, albeit sadly. Not sure what we should call our little satirical marching club….but I may amuse myself today by trying to think of a name in between changing diapers and holding the bucket while middle darling vomits.
I imagine myself as the Muse Melpomene, with three kids on my back, in birth order, wearing a pair of 4 inch heels and trying to climb a mountain of pea gravel. Exhausting? Impossible? Absurd? All those things. I pray I can be in a good mood. I pray we can find some fun things to do. I feel like this is my test for summer. Seriously…how will I survive summer? I don’t even remember last summer. It was a fog of…death. So horrible and so black and so hideous. I’ve always loved summer, and now summer scares me. We need things to do for the anniversary of ‘the incident’. I want to go to Disney. Yes, I’m posting on the blog that I’m taking a vacation to Disney. Rob me blind you fuck heads. I don’t give a shit. Believe me, this is the least of my worries. I wasn’t even phased to be robbed at gunpoint while I was home, you think I care about being robbed when I’m gone?
The Nine Muses were Greek goddesses who ruled over the arts and sciences and offered inspiration in those subjects. They were the daughters of Zeus, lord of all gods, and Mnemosyne, who represented memory. Memory was important for the Muses because in ancient times, when there were no books, poets had to carry their work in their memories.
Clio was the muse of history.
Erato was the muse of love poetry.
Euterpe was the muse of music.
Melpomene was the muse of tragedy.
Polyhymnia was the muse of sacred poetry.
Terpsichore was the muse of dance.
Thalia was the muse of comedy.
Urania was the muse of astronomy.