Monday, October 29, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Friday, October 26, 2007
Darn, I keep meaning to do things then next thing I know it's days later. I missed calling my dear cousin yesterday, on her actual birthday, so I will call today but it's just not the same. My love is the same but yesterday would have been better. I need to pay attention! My friend Jess says to not let life come at me but to direct it. She's so right. Time to stand up.
If God had wanted me otherwise, He would have created me otherwise. ~Johann von Goethe
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
This morning my youngest counted the minutes, intently watching the numbers change on the clock and naming each change. "It's 7:26. It's 7:27. It's 7:28." When you have no concept of time I guess it's fun to watch the display but when you know you should have been up 20 minutes ago and now have that much less time before you have to do all you need to do before leaving to drop off at school and you're tired and you don't want to get up at all...well, then all you can do is smile at the cute little voice being excited at each new number. A couple years ago when my oldest son got to take a bus to school it was like heaven to me. Still in my jammies and halfway back to bed I'd wave goodbye, have a nice day honey. That reminds me, I'm going to call the district office about bussing again. It's "green", ya know.
Mornings haven't really ever come easy for me from what I remember. I had anxieties over clothes in my school years and remember my mom honking form me to get the heck into the car or I'd be late. At work I did well for a certain number of years but if I could shave off a couple minutes here or there, I did. I would stay late at work, not a problem (unless it was my commuting days).
Thank goodness for coffee these days. That little pot of Dark Brown Gold. It smells so good, it tastes so good. Just right for the morning resistor - me. A friend of mine sent me coffee she picked up while on Kaua'i, can you imagine my delight? Hawaiian coffee in my Hilo Hattie coffee cup?? Nuttin' bedda. Karen, Mahalo!!
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
The thing is, he knows that I fall for the smile, the batting eyes, the hug, "Mommy". How can I be such a mush? That's not me, I don't like sappy movies, I don't like floral drapes, I don't make school lunches (they can buy theirs, thank you very much). But oh yea, the boy can play me. He can calm me with his honesty and lift me with his pride. When he dances or sings, thinking that I'm not looking but you bet I sneak up to watch, my heart goes pitter patter. Sometimes I'm supposed to be watching TV but instead I'm staring at him. If he catches me he'll ask "What?!" but what can I say? He'll have to be a parent himself one day in order to understand. He's my baby, or as we call him "Baby Huey" as he's taller than us. I remember his feet being as big as my thumb and now they're as big as my forearm. The wispy haired independent laughing toddler is still visible to me when I glance his way, as is fun loving dinosaur inspired kiddo of elementary school years. I'm still getting used to the large package that all my memories are jumbled into; he grew quickly over a seemingly short period but once he was close to my height it seemed time sped up and now I can't look him straight in the eyes - I have to look up! He was born with a calmness which has permeated our relationship so that it's never he and I that have problems, it's something on the outside that affects us. I've asked for his help, rubbing my shoulders in bad traffic or letting me have some space when I'm stressed, and he's gladly stepped up for me. If only household chores would be so easy for him! I'll take the teenager back-talk, the messy room, the late homework, the stinkiness, the current lack of enthusiasm for family outings, I will take it all because he's given me years of selfless love, leaning hugs, holding of hands, listening and talking. I have no doubt that his smile has positively influenced my life and those who have ever seen his smile. He's a bright light.....ok, I'm not going to cry, I'm not...
Fine....crying for joy. He got me again! Mahalo.
Friday, October 12, 2007
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Going to get the pumpkin, whether on the field where it grew or a small lot with hay strewn about, it's always a good time finding just the right one. Those giant squash talk to you, whisper to you from down the way and you have to pick up a bunch to confirm which one it is, and when you find it you both know so then it knows it's going home with you and changing its name to Jack. Happy? Sad? Frightening? The face hasn't been decided just yet, but the name still fits.
It's raining, it's pouring. I don't want to get up in the morning. I love the night life, baby. Yea, you know the one I'm talking about, the one with the keys, the tapping, the voyeur attitude, getting to be whoever you want to be in the great big space. Are you a photographer, writer, artist, researcher, or evil lab technician? Ha! Like that last one? Happy Halloween! Mahalo.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Thursday, October 4, 2007
"You put gas in the car so it will be un-out of gas." (logical, love it)
"How old am I?" (every day he asks this and every day he smiles and laughs and agrees when I tell him he's four)
"Is it time to go get my big sister?" (he asks as we head out the door to do an errand, having been home for a mere 10 minutes after dropping her at school)
"I'm Superman!" (having put the costume on upside down with his head in a leg, arm in the other leg, his legs in the arms, flapping the extra material around while sitting on the floor because of course he can't get up)
"There's a fish in here" (I handed him a cup of water so I guess that's his new "thank you")
If you don't have a 4yo at home, go hang out at the park and listen in. Get your laugh on! Mahalo
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My other tat is hardly shown, and it can be like that for the first one. It's hidden or too small. Sure enough! I suppose I would like something added to it, for more of a peek out as it can be a dark circle under some tops and that's just funky looking to me. More! Ink me. Mahalo.