“A suburban mother’s role is to deliver children obstetrically once, and by car forever after.” Peter DeVries
June 12, 2007June 11, 2007Back AtchaFriday evening, 6-ish: Me: No. I’m working, I’m cheap and I look like a hag. Girl: Okay, I know what you’re going to say but I really just want to get out of the house. Me: You had basketball camp Monday thru Thursday and this morning you went to the doctor and then the hospital. (Okay, I know doctor visit and subsequent x-ray to determine if nose is broken isn’t REALLY an outing, but it’s still out of the house.) You have to learn to be with yourself. You have to learn to entertain yourself. You don’t need outside entertainment 24/7. Girl: You say this every summer. Me: Uh-huh. Sooner or later you’ll figure it out. Saturday afternoon, 5-ish: Girl and the DH went to see Pirates III (yes, dramatic sigh, I opted out of seeing Johnny and kept my butt in the chair and we know I have a serious thing for Captain Jack — I know, my dedication is boundless) and then went up to the DH’s office afterward and they’re about to take off for the dirt track races. I’ve stopped by to see them on my big outing to the Wal-Mart to pick up more toner and paper. Me: I’ve been at my computer all day. I haven’t talked to anyone all day. No phone calls, no emails, nothing. I think I needed to get out for a few minutes. Girl gets this wicked little twinkle in her eye and the minute the last words have left my mouth, I know what’s coming. Girl: Mom, that’s okay. You really need to learn to be by yourself. You don’t have to be entertained all the time. Me: I’ve been entertaining myself at the keyboard since six o’clock this morning, sister. Maybe I’ll entertain myself by spanking you now.:happy2: I hate it when that kid sounds like me.:fryingpan: June 8, 2007What I’ve Learned from my DogsI guess there’s a lot of lessons there. But here’s the one that struck me this week. Every morning I get up and let the dogs into the back yard. And it’s the same every morning. They line up at the door, I open it, and they tear out, hell bent for leather, racing across the back deck and tearing into the back yard. No, they’re not that desperate to do their business. They’re racing out after squirrels. They never catch a squirrel but it’s the same crazy enthusiasm and excitement every morning. I figure the lesson there is simple enough. Face every day with the same enthusiasm and optimism even if you didn’t meet your goal the day before. Yes, it has occurred to me that it could be mistaken for stupidity, but I prefer to think of it as optimism. Enjoy your weekend.:wave: June 6, 2007OwGirl came home yesterday from her second day of basketball camp with either a broken nose or a severely banged one. She took an elbow hard to the nose during a drill becuase the other girl wasn’t doing it properly.:cursing: It’s not canting left or right but it’s got the bump and it’s swollen off to the side and under one eye. She’s back at camp this morning. June 5, 2007Stop ByI’m doing a week-long Q&A session on story conflict over at eHarlequin. Drop by if you have any questions or answers of your own. I’d be happy to see you.:wave: June 4, 2007Speak Southern PleaseMy friend was visiting this weekend. She’s from California which means she doesn’t have much of any kind of accent. I guess it was the lack of Southern drawl that threw me off. We were in the kitchen enjoying a cup of tea and she walked past me to throw something in the garbage. She returned to her chair and said, “Do you bathe often? Do you like vanilla?” I’m quite alarmed. What? Do I stink? I thought she knew I took a shower just the night before. “Uh, yeah, pretty much every day. Ya know, I just took a shower last night. But I don’t like vanilla scented soaps. They sort of make me nauseous. Uh…do I stink? Does my hair look greasy?” It’s her turn to look perplexed. “No, you don’t stink. I just wondered of you liked to bake because I’ve made my own vanilla extract and it’s really good.” Light bulb goes off.:lightbulb: Oh! “I thought you asked if I bathed, not baked, often.”:happy2::happy2::happy2: June 1, 2007Life is GoodOne of my favorite musicians is going to be performing FREE this weekend. I love Marc Broussard. Love his voice, lyrics and the music (which about covers it all) and he’s going to be performing at the Virginia Highlands Summerfest on Sunday. Let’s see…great music at an arts festival…I think someone can twist my arm.:mrgreen: Have a fab weekend! |

Apparently it bled for half an hour and then she got back out there and played without crying. 