My Life Without Me Page #3

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the kids to school?

The biggest lion of them all.

Go get him, Patsy.

Bye. I love you, my little lions,

I love you so much.

I love you.

I kind of want...

something different.

Different...

To what I've got at the moment, I mean.

I could do you braids,

but it would take all day...

and I'm on my own here

on Wednesdays, so...

Not braids.

No way.

Well, you've got good hair

for braids.

And you asked for something

different, so...

Braids are fine.

They look great on you, but...

I was thinking of something more...

How about blonde?

Blonde?

Something to kind of...

- brighten up my face a bit.

- Something bright.

Like this?

I was also wondering

about false nails.

I don't have any nails and...

The girl who does the nails

doesn't come in Wednesdays.

You what then, why I don't just

come back tomorrow then.

We can do it all at the same time,

can't we?

Braids as well?

I'll think about it. Ok,

I'll see you tomorrow. Bye.

I had two conventions today

and I had to make a cake

for three hundred people

in the shape of a tyre.

I'm beat.

Even my hips ache.

I think I'm going to make an appointment

to see the doctor tomorrow.

My knee's acting up again as well.

That damn cake must have

weighed 30 pounds.

How about you? You feeling any better?

Yeah, I'm feeling fine.

They say it's going to snow

this weekend, but I don't think so.

I hate the snow.

I like the snow

even less than I like the rain.

...because you'll never be anything

but a common frump

whose father lived over

a grocery store

and whose mother took in washing.

With this money, I can get away from

every rotten stinking thing that

makes me think of this place or you.

You must think I'm on a string.

Go away, Veda,

come back, Veda.

It isn't that easy.

Alone.

You're alone.

You've never been

so alone in your live.

Lies are your only company.

GONE TO THE LAUNDROMAT.

WE'RE OUT FO CLEAN CLOTHES.

- Can I get you something?

- Can I get a Molson Canadian, please?

Hi!

Hi.

- I haven't seen you here before.

- No.

I'm sorry about the thing

with the braids this morning.

I shouldn't really have suggested it,

but I was having

a kind of weird morning...

you ever get those?

You know, when youjust

can't face the world?

It's very stressful being

a hairdresser,

people expect a lot from you

and sometimes

you can't stand the pressure.

People want you

to make them beautiful

but sometimes

it's just not possible.

You know what?

Don't worry about it,

I wasn't having

a great morning either, so...

Now, can I ask you

a personal question?

Do you like Milli Vanilli?

You mean those guys in shorts

who didn't sing.

Oh, you're wrong there.

They did sing, but their producer

wouldn't let them.

He practically blackmailed them

and said he would tell everyone

their secret,

and he got

all the royalties.

It was so unfair.

And later they showed

that they could sing,

but you know no one listened to them.

They were too fragile

for the music industry.

- What kind of music do you like?

- Music?

God, I haven't listened to any music

in so long.

I used to like Nirvana.

I went to one of their concerts...

actually it was

their last concert.

That's actually where I met Don,

my husband.

He was...

Hold that thought,

Ijust got to get up and dance.

The DJ's a friend of mine.

I'll be back.

I'm going to go get

a cup coffee next door.

I was wondering if maybe

you wanted me to go and get you one too?

No, thanks.

Yeah, actually, please, yeah.

Sure. Milk and sugar, please.

Thanks.

Your coffee's cold.

I was kind of tired.

I washed,

folded your laundry.

Thanks.

I didn't forget the softener,

did I?

No, you forgot the soap.

Were you watching me

while I was asleep?

Yeah, for a little while. Sorry.

Why?

I was snoring or?

No, you were drooling.

You drool when you sleep.

Are you that girl? That girl

at the coffee shop

that was writing in a journal

the other day?

Thanks for the jacket.

It's yours, isn't it?

Yeah, you can keep it if you want.

It's mighty cold out there

and I'm used to it.

I was in Alaska for three years,

I lived there, I mean, two and a half.

It's all right.

I really like the cold.

It makes me feel really alive.

I've got to run. I've got

two young kids. You know how it is.

Sure.

Thanks.

- I'll see you around.

- My name's Lee.

Ann.

Are you sure that

you don't need the jacket?

No, no. Go ahead, take it.

Okay. I've never been to Alaska.

I always really liked the sound of it.

- I'll bring the jacket back, don't worry.

- No. I want you to have it.

I like the idea of you wearing it.

That's nice.

I'll bring it back, don't worry.

You see things clearly now.

You see all these all these

barrelled lifes, barrelled voices.

Milli Vanilli everywhere.

You look at all the things

you can't buy,

now you don't even

wanna buy.

All the things that will still

be here after you're gone.

When you're dead.

And then you realize

that all the things

in the bright window displays,

all the models

in the catalogues,

all the colours,

all the special offers,

all the Martha Stewart

recipes,

all the piles

of greasy food,

it's just all thereto try

and keep us away from death.

And it doesn't work.

So, it turns out that she loved

her daughter so much

that she didn't tell her

that she was her mother,

because she didn't...

she thought

that would be better,

the boy's parents

would accept her better

and the boy would ask her

to marry him,

which was what she wanted

most in the whole world.

But it was a huge sacrifice,

and she suffered a whole lot,

Mommy, Grandma told us

a beautiful story about a mom

who has lots of bad things happen

to her, and it's really sad.

Goodness, how unusual.

I bathed them

and Penny ate three slices

of banana bread

and Patsy drank some milk.

Lately she's been kind of off it.

Grandma's story's a movie,

Mommy, and she says she likes it a lot.

- Really?

- Yeah, Joan Crawford.

Joan Crawford, that's great!

Okay, let's go, guys.

Patsy, put that down.

Patsy. We're going.

I just wanted to keep them entertained,

you know, so they don't watch so much TV.

Next time I'll keep my mouth shut.

Mommy, I don't want to go

to school tomorrow.

- I don't want to.

- I know, I know.

I said thanks, okay?

So just drop it.

- I don't need your thanks.

- Okay, so I'll take them back then.

All I did was watch your kids

while you did your shopping.

You asked me to.

Yeah, I asked you to.

I didn't ask you to fill their heads

with stupid stories about mothers

making dumb-ass sacrifices.

What kind of stories

do you want me to tell them?

Cinderella?

About murderous step-mothers?

- Is that what you want?

- Yes!

There's times that you're

just like your father,

and let me tell you,

it's not something I like.

You're wrong, there's times

that I'm just like you,

and it's not something I like either.

I'm sorry, it's just really tangled.

Patsy's always whining.

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