Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Monologue Mania Day #805 YAB by Janet S. Tiger (c) Apr. 27, 2016

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Monologue Mania Day #805 by Janet S. Tiger (c) Apr. 27,  2016                                                                     
                                                        YAB                  
                                     A monologue by Janet S. Tiger  (c) 2016 all rights reserved
                                                                            tigerteam1@gmail.com

          (This is an older Southern woman, and she is proud of it - both the older and the Southern)

Well, honey, you sure look like hell on toast, come on in, sit down, I think I know what's ailin' you....

          (Listens, smiles)

I may not be no doctor, but anyone can see you got a serious case of the YAB!

Nevah heard of it?  Well, you don't have to know the name to take the blame is what I allus heard, YAB is easy it's....... the Year Ago Blues.

You heard me honey, and it makes sense, don't it?  Last year was a helluva year.....whenever you have one a those, it's a year you nevah forget!  Maybe it's a year when you had to move from a place you loved……..or had to stay! in a bad job!…….or maybe it was a year   when your youngest, the one you allus thought had the most sense, meets a Navy guy from the base and runs off with him after two weeks!  Runs off and ends up married, with not just one baby, but twins!....in some far off place like Korea!  Or maybe it was a year that your husband decided to loan his buddy the money for some stupid new business.....and we have not seen the buddy since......(more serious)  or maybe.....it was a year when someone died......or worse.....got really sick and needed a lot of attention......and then they died....

Any way you look at it.....a bad year.......but it's ovah, and one day you wake up and you feel good!  The trees are green again, and the sky is blue and the sun makes your heart warm instead a givin' you a burn.........

So why the sad?  Well, it's kinda like a cold, my friend.....you know how you get a miserable cold, and you are in bed for days, and finally, one day it's gone and you feel good and then.....BAM!

          (She smacks her hand on her hip)

It's back!  Like your po’ relatives with their hands out!  You start sneezin' and the cough is back and you feel like hell......for about a few hours......why?  you don't REALLY have that cold back ....and you don't really have that year back....it just seems that way because somethin' in ya wants you to remember how bad it was......so's you can enjoy the sun and remember.....the good days....the healthy days....don't last forever.....you gotta enjoy 'em while you can......

And that my friend is YAB- the year ago blues.....and you got 'em, and I know what helps to get rid of 'm.......right heah in ma kitchen....so you just set a spell and I'll get you some coffee and some fresh pie......

         (She turns to leave, stops, looks back, takes a flask out of her pocket)

And some of my Daddy's special whiskey!

         (She takes a swig and waves as she exits to a year of good)




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Janet S. Tiger    858-736-6315
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Swedenborg Hall 2006-8

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