Tuesday, January 27, 2009

A cat, a kid, and a mom

"Why can't you see I'm a cat," said the cat.
"And that's all I ever will be?
Why are you shocked when I roam out at night?
Why are you sad when I meow and I fight?
Why are you sick when I eat up a rat?
I'm a cat."

"Why can't you see I'm a kid?" said the kid.
"Why try to make me like you?
Why are you hurt when I don't want to cuddle?
Why do you sigh when I splash through a puddle?
Why do you scream when I do what I did?
I'm a kid."

"Why can't you see I'm a mom?" said the mom.
"Why try to make me wise?
Why try to teach me the ways of the cat?
Why try to tell me that 'kids are like that'?
Why try to make me be patient and calm?
I'm a mom."

from Falling Up by Shel Silverstein

Mahalo for who you are!

Sunday, January 25, 2009


This was the view from the store this afternoon. Seeing the picture now I realize how much there was in my line of sight. I saw only clouds and colors of the sky. While I am used to urban skyline that was not the reason it was an oversight as I captured this. I was open to sharp intake of breath as I looked up and realized the sun was leaving for half a day and I needed to share the moment, some day, some way. My best resource is always my Pics folder. I remember better by sight. I think better by sight. I behave differently by sight. I...etc. I am having fun with my camera, a mini love affair with all I see. I am getting used to capturing candid shots but still not comfortable with the lack of planning. Practice, practice. It's all good to me!

Mahalo for memories made easy!

Saturday, January 24, 2009

But why not

My kids are smart. They know before asking certain questions that my answer will be a straight forward NO. Yet they ask anyway and after my reply I get "But why not?" Do my explanations ever appease them? No. Will they ask, knowing the answer is No and not ask "But why not?" No. It's a game. They think they can wear me down. No. I've been on their side, the child asking for something wanted knowing it won't happen. It's not true disappointment because the answer is already known but still there's a momentary (or longer, ugh) struggle. I have learned to answer, then stop. I won't repeat. I will walk away. I will hang up. I will not battle, go back-and-forth, or cave in and change a No to a Yes simply because the question is asked repeatedly. I recently reminded Jarrod that he'd understand when he's a parent. At 15 his response was that he would do the opposite with his kids and he would never understand. Oh how I laughed! I told him he'd be at my feet begging his apologies for putting me through all this. He snickered. My NO stood. I have been the child searching for explanations, not a simple one word answer. I have wanted to delve, dive, discover, but over the years I truly have come to understand that sometimes a one word answer can suffice. Thank goodness that small struggle is being dealt with as it's very trying to feel incomplete. I hope the same for my kids, in their own time. Why not?

Mahalo for growth!

Friday, January 23, 2009

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Vintage Thingies Thursday!

See Colorado Lady's blog for more entrants into this very fun event!

Today I'm highlighting my Grandma's things. I just say "Grandma" because my paternal grandmother died before I was born so I never knew her. But I grew up knowing my maternal grandmother, Grandma (Margaret, more on her another time!) A couple of pieces from Grandma's collection which I was able to have after she passed are a pastel drawing and a pair of ornately painted lamp bases.

I adore this! It's so elegant with an elusive air. The paper is textured and there is no signature that I've found. I've studied it over and over. It used to hang in my Grandma's bedroom and I am sad that I can't find a place for it in my house just now but I know it will wait until the time is right. I am so happy to have it!

Oh! Just found Dad from the dollhouse set .^.

These pieces came to me just like this, no lamp, no shade, no cords. I wonder if I can find an old photo of Grandma's place with them in it, in all their glory? One is facing forward, the other you see the backside with smaller flowers and a hole for a cord. The finials are "gold" as the trim. I'm not a frufru gal but these were Grandma's, they remind me of her, and I love them!

G is for...


GATE Program
I went to an introductory meeting about our school district's GATE opportunities for our girl. She is perhaps a little bored with some assignments but enthusiastic about others. Moody girl, she eventually comes around to being her proficient self. I hope this program is what she needs. I hope this program is ready for her! I'll be checking out a private school as well. Never, ever thought I'd be saying that. Then again, never thought I'd have a daughter. Just look at me now. Gee, Mom.

The Dating Game

They think they know the game. They think they have it all figured out or if they don't then it doesn't matter. They think of calling, texting, hanging out. They think of writing love notes. They don't always think to hide them. They get in trouble for making bad decisions. They think it's not fair. They think they can try again. They try again. They think they know the game.

These two....they're sweet and special but MAN! Gimme a break. It's the age, I know, I remember...but come on!

Ok, they are caring and having fun. I am happy they're good kids. I hope they have fun at this game.


Big windows, high ceilings, open layout, clean displays, quality pieces, and a really fun place to hang out. There's a new store in town and Newbie is movin' and groovin'.