My future mother in law just left to head back to New Orleans, and honey just left to go to work after being off since Friday. He's off tomorrow and works New Year's Eve. He should be home before midnight, though. Cop's schedules suck, sometimes, but that's how it goes.
It was nice having M.J. in town, we don't get to see her often. She made this incredible cheese cake for our Monday Night Football Party, which was a nice bonus on top of Drew Brees record breaking year. The fact that he broke Marino's record with a touchdown pass, in New Orleans and we beat the Falcons was awesome. We are hoping for another trip to the Super Bowl for our team this year!
Christmas itself was nice. This year was different in as much as we didn't have to spend Christmas Eve at the hospital with mom, like last year. Although it's been a rough year for the family, and especially my mother with her knee, we are beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
It's miraculous, really, considering that at one point we were being told to expect the worst. It's also a lesson in how to never take things for granted. A seemingly simple surgery can cascade into complications galore and change one's life in ways unintended. This isn't to say that the experience was all bad. One learns things about oneself when faced with challenges. Whether we grow from them or not is up to each individual.
My Aunt Merle passed away in November. I am still so sad over that. My mother lost her only remaining sibling with her passing, and she was extremely close to Aunt Merle. If there is a blessing amongst this, it is that mom was well enough, or had the strength, to spend the last two weeks of Aunt Merle's life with her. She was at her side, along with my cousins, when she passed. I got to say a good-bye to her, as well, although I didn't know it was a good-bye at the time.
About a month before she died, when my dog accidentally called her on my cell phone, we had a nice chat. She told me that she was sorry to have to die before I graduated from school, but that she would proudly be watching me from Heaven. She went down hill so fast after that, we thought that she had at least a year. As much as we hate the fact that she is gone, the other blessing in this is that she did go so soon. The cancer had gotten into her bones, already weakened by Rheumatoid Arthritis, and that is a horribly painful cancer to have. At least she didn't have to suffer for a year, drugged up and in bed. She would have hated that.
Another blessing was the fact that I got to see some of my cousins again, and it had been far too long. We all live so far away from each other, our lives being lived, we never really lost touch, but we didn't see one another as often as we used to. In the way of love and family, though, it was like the years fell away. So when I found myself reminiscing about childhood Christmases at Aunt Merle's this season, it was bitter sweet, but also comforting. Especially when I hold, and smell the small rosary that my cousins (Aunt Merle's daughters) Carol and Mary had made. It is a beautiful piece and it's filled with the crushed flowers from Aunt Merle's funeral arrangements. They had one made for my mother, me and my two sisters. I carry it everywhere with me. I can wear it as a bracelet, but I am not ready for that yet.
I will wear it on my wedding day. I will wear it when I graduate from nursing school.
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
The June Cleaver Update
The other day, I posted on Facebook that I was going to spend the day baking. That came to naught, as a few last minute Christmas presents needed to be purchased, and it fell upon me to brave the maddening hordes. I can't even begin to describe the felicity that I experienced at the local Walmart, with it's many babies clad in tops and diapers, no pants to speak of, complete with runny noses and coughs. Their mothers left much to be desired in their choice of attire as well. I'm not saying that I journey out to shop dressed as if I am attending tea with the queen, but I do at least make sure that I am clad in something other than spandex and a too small t-shirt. There are just some women who SHOUDN'T wear spandex, or too small t- shirts for that matter, yet they insist on doing so. Scratch that. Unless you are a dancer or you work in your town's hooker area, you shouldn't wear spandex in public at all. Think of it as the woman's version of a man in a Speedo...it just shouldn't be done.
I digress.
Today was the day that I finally did almost all of the baking that I didn't get to the other day. This almost came to naught as well, when I managed to pinch a finger in my folding step stool, which I was deploying in search of powdered sugar. Long story short, I managed to break my solar nail clear down to the quick of my finger, in the middle of the finger. It hurt like hell and bled too. The nail salon told me to come back after Christmas for a repair to give the skin of my nail bed time to heal. I am so looking forward to the repair. I hope that a liberal amount of super glue will be all that is required for the repair, and not the removal of my nail. I know that would hurt. Badly.
As for the baking, I made peanut butter cookies, chocolate chip cookies, thumb print cookies and 2 pounds of fudge. It's very difficult kneading cookie dough with one hand, I didn't want to risk pulling the injured nail off as it wiggles, ewwww, but I managed quite well. I even had time to slice the left over ham to freeze for later use.
I am currently sitting in Mike's recliner (I do that when he's at work. I feel quite rebellious!) sipping a well earned Cosmopolitan, and contemplating tomorrow's tasks. I have sugar cookies to make, and the icing for them to make as well. I also have to finish getting the house ready for my future mother-in-law's Christmas visit. We will also have a house full the Monday after Christmas for the Saint's Monday Night Football extravaganza. I am making a HUGE pot of shrimp and andoulle sausage gumbo for that.
My kids are currently upstairs, and being quiet. Thank god they stopped quarreling over the damn Wii. Perhaps the fact that I threatened to yank the thing out of the wall, and roll over it with the car, was a help. I don't know, and I'm not looking too much into it. No, I shall treasure the peace while it lasts.
I think that I will make the kids clean up the back yard tomorrow.
I digress.
Today was the day that I finally did almost all of the baking that I didn't get to the other day. This almost came to naught as well, when I managed to pinch a finger in my folding step stool, which I was deploying in search of powdered sugar. Long story short, I managed to break my solar nail clear down to the quick of my finger, in the middle of the finger. It hurt like hell and bled too. The nail salon told me to come back after Christmas for a repair to give the skin of my nail bed time to heal. I am so looking forward to the repair. I hope that a liberal amount of super glue will be all that is required for the repair, and not the removal of my nail. I know that would hurt. Badly.
As for the baking, I made peanut butter cookies, chocolate chip cookies, thumb print cookies and 2 pounds of fudge. It's very difficult kneading cookie dough with one hand, I didn't want to risk pulling the injured nail off as it wiggles, ewwww, but I managed quite well. I even had time to slice the left over ham to freeze for later use.
I am currently sitting in Mike's recliner (I do that when he's at work. I feel quite rebellious!) sipping a well earned Cosmopolitan, and contemplating tomorrow's tasks. I have sugar cookies to make, and the icing for them to make as well. I also have to finish getting the house ready for my future mother-in-law's Christmas visit. We will also have a house full the Monday after Christmas for the Saint's Monday Night Football extravaganza. I am making a HUGE pot of shrimp and andoulle sausage gumbo for that.
My kids are currently upstairs, and being quiet. Thank god they stopped quarreling over the damn Wii. Perhaps the fact that I threatened to yank the thing out of the wall, and roll over it with the car, was a help. I don't know, and I'm not looking too much into it. No, I shall treasure the peace while it lasts.
I think that I will make the kids clean up the back yard tomorrow.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
New Years Resolutions....
This year has flown by for me! I can't believe it's almost over.
A lot has happened to me this year, the biggie being I went back to school to study nursing. Made the dean's honors list, too!
So as the end of 2011 approaches, I have been contemplating changes that I need to make in my life and around the house. Most of these will make it easier to be a mom to 2 teenagers, a supportive fiancee to Mike and still make honors in school.
Did I mention that the wedding is in August?
So, here is a list of things that I am doing in 2012...
1. January 2, 2012; inventory all of the pantry and the two freezers. I will also inventory the stockpile in the garage and organize everything.
I need to know what I have so that I can shop for groceries more effectively. With the stock pile I have built now, I haven't had to grocery shop for anything except fresh produce, bread, milk and eggs for about a month now. I did buy a HUGE ham this week. It was .99 a pound, and I couldn't pass it up. It was baked yesterday, we had some for dinner last night and I am cutting it up to freeze for meals tonight.
2. Make the bouquets for me and my bridesmaids. Hobby Lobby often puts stems of calla lilies on sale for half off. These faux flowers look and feel real...they are $5.00 a stem. I will buy them at half off when they go on sale and make my own arrangements.
3. I will try Once A Week Cooking. From every thing I've read, this might make my life a bit easier in as much as all I will have to do is pull dinner out of the fridge or freezer and voila! All that I will need to do is take care of the sides.
4. I will Christmas shop throughout the year. We have good intentions when it comes to a budget, but we always go over. NO MORE. I am a savvy grocery shopper, and if I apply this savviness to Christmas, Birthdays etc, we should do well. Since Mike and I have a wedding to pay for, this will be really helpful.
5. I will do the favors for the wedding. I've decided that personalized M&M's are the way to go. When the favor tins go on sale for half off, I can stock up.
6. I will NOT add anymore people to the wedding guest list!!!!!! 200 people is quite enough, thank you very much!
7. I will expand my vegetable and fruit garden this spring. So far, so good with what I have planted so far, so why not expand it. Fresh produce is better for us anyway.
8. I am refining my housekeeping schedule. It's pretty good now, but it can be improved upon. My biggest pet peeve is the DAMN PET HAIR and the DAMN DUST!!!! Oh, and the CLUTTER that keeps accumulating on this one counter in the kitchen. GAH! It drives me nuts!
9. This falls in with the pantry inventory, I am re-organizing the pantry too. The above mentioned counter and cabinets in the kitchen will be used for lesser used items. The cabinets are in between the pantry and the fridge. I don't do prep work on this counter. Theoretically, it's supposed to function as my command-ops center where I keep the calendar, laptop etc. Maybe if I get all mean mom about it, the clutter will stop gathering there. WHO AM I KIDDING?
10. I am NOT going to lose weight...I am rather going to shape up what I have. I am, shockingly happy with what I weigh, I'm just not happy with the flabby parts. Gravity after 40 is a bitch.
11. I am going to have an AWESOME wedding. People will speak of it in the decades to come, it will be that awesome, and I am going to do it for LESS THAN $12K.
12. I am going to finish redecorating the master bedroom. I only have some touch ups to do, and I have to stain the furniture. I have everything I need, except the stain. I just have to do it! It shall be done BY THE END OF MARCH!!!
13. I will complete all of my prerequisites for nursing school this year. I will make dean's honors every semester.
14. I will blog more. The adventures of a 40 something in college with a ton of 20 somethings. It should be interesting if this first semester was any indication.
That's it for now. I'm sure that I will come up with more, though. I've always been an over achiever.
A lot has happened to me this year, the biggie being I went back to school to study nursing. Made the dean's honors list, too!
So as the end of 2011 approaches, I have been contemplating changes that I need to make in my life and around the house. Most of these will make it easier to be a mom to 2 teenagers, a supportive fiancee to Mike and still make honors in school.
Did I mention that the wedding is in August?
So, here is a list of things that I am doing in 2012...
1. January 2, 2012; inventory all of the pantry and the two freezers. I will also inventory the stockpile in the garage and organize everything.
I need to know what I have so that I can shop for groceries more effectively. With the stock pile I have built now, I haven't had to grocery shop for anything except fresh produce, bread, milk and eggs for about a month now. I did buy a HUGE ham this week. It was .99 a pound, and I couldn't pass it up. It was baked yesterday, we had some for dinner last night and I am cutting it up to freeze for meals tonight.
2. Make the bouquets for me and my bridesmaids. Hobby Lobby often puts stems of calla lilies on sale for half off. These faux flowers look and feel real...they are $5.00 a stem. I will buy them at half off when they go on sale and make my own arrangements.
3. I will try Once A Week Cooking. From every thing I've read, this might make my life a bit easier in as much as all I will have to do is pull dinner out of the fridge or freezer and voila! All that I will need to do is take care of the sides.
4. I will Christmas shop throughout the year. We have good intentions when it comes to a budget, but we always go over. NO MORE. I am a savvy grocery shopper, and if I apply this savviness to Christmas, Birthdays etc, we should do well. Since Mike and I have a wedding to pay for, this will be really helpful.
5. I will do the favors for the wedding. I've decided that personalized M&M's are the way to go. When the favor tins go on sale for half off, I can stock up.
6. I will NOT add anymore people to the wedding guest list!!!!!! 200 people is quite enough, thank you very much!
7. I will expand my vegetable and fruit garden this spring. So far, so good with what I have planted so far, so why not expand it. Fresh produce is better for us anyway.
8. I am refining my housekeeping schedule. It's pretty good now, but it can be improved upon. My biggest pet peeve is the DAMN PET HAIR and the DAMN DUST!!!! Oh, and the CLUTTER that keeps accumulating on this one counter in the kitchen. GAH! It drives me nuts!
9. This falls in with the pantry inventory, I am re-organizing the pantry too. The above mentioned counter and cabinets in the kitchen will be used for lesser used items. The cabinets are in between the pantry and the fridge. I don't do prep work on this counter. Theoretically, it's supposed to function as my command-ops center where I keep the calendar, laptop etc. Maybe if I get all mean mom about it, the clutter will stop gathering there. WHO AM I KIDDING?
10. I am NOT going to lose weight...I am rather going to shape up what I have. I am, shockingly happy with what I weigh, I'm just not happy with the flabby parts. Gravity after 40 is a bitch.
11. I am going to have an AWESOME wedding. People will speak of it in the decades to come, it will be that awesome, and I am going to do it for LESS THAN $12K.
12. I am going to finish redecorating the master bedroom. I only have some touch ups to do, and I have to stain the furniture. I have everything I need, except the stain. I just have to do it! It shall be done BY THE END OF MARCH!!!
13. I will complete all of my prerequisites for nursing school this year. I will make dean's honors every semester.
14. I will blog more. The adventures of a 40 something in college with a ton of 20 somethings. It should be interesting if this first semester was any indication.
That's it for now. I'm sure that I will come up with more, though. I've always been an over achiever.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Reproduction...
I don't know if it's a midlife crisis, or the fact that I am totally in love with my husband (albeit not churched, yet), but for the last year or so I've had this rather insane urge to have another baby.
Which is nearly impossible, seeing as I had my tubes tied several years ago when I thought that I was done with the whole child-bearing thing. I say nearly, because science is a wonderful thing, and I know that I can harvest eggs till the cows come home. If we can get past the whole impersonal side of invitro (ie: me on a table in stirrups and Mike in a dark room with the latest copy of Hustler or Playboy), then great! Then again there is no way to pre-implantation screen for Downs Syndrome and other things prior to fertilization and implantation. I believe that life begins at fertilization, and don't think that I could choose to toss away an imperfect life.
At the risk of seeming to be selfish or shallow, I don't want a baby with Downs or other imperfections. I want a life with Mike after retirement...yet I know that the risk of having a Downs baby at my age is great. Sarah Palin has a beautiful son with Downs...but she is her and I am me. I know my limitations.
Yet, there is nothing more that would give me pleasure than to give Mike a son or daughter. There is nothing I want more than to make a child with him. He is so incredible, in spite of his faults, and he'd be a wonderful father. He is to my girls...a son would take the cake in my eyes.
So, since I don't want to risk a bad pregnancy, or even go to the expense of invitro, I'm thinking adoption.
Maybe after I finish Nursing school.
There are so many unwanted, unplanned for babies in this world. I have a friend who has adopted 2 boys from unfit mothers. Their lives are so much better now, their potential is incredible.
This is something that I, no we, have to seriously consider. Babies change everything. I mean EVERYTHING. I have had 2...I know this.
Yet the thought of sleepless nights, diapers, formula and all daunt me not, for there is nothing that I've ever experienced that is more fulfilling to my soul than a baby. The loving, nurturing and caring for a new life. Being a mother is the most incredible thing I have ever done with my life.
I am pretty sure I want to do it again....I know that I want to share it with Mike.
I know that it's something that I need to pray over.
Which is nearly impossible, seeing as I had my tubes tied several years ago when I thought that I was done with the whole child-bearing thing. I say nearly, because science is a wonderful thing, and I know that I can harvest eggs till the cows come home. If we can get past the whole impersonal side of invitro (ie: me on a table in stirrups and Mike in a dark room with the latest copy of Hustler or Playboy), then great! Then again there is no way to pre-implantation screen for Downs Syndrome and other things prior to fertilization and implantation. I believe that life begins at fertilization, and don't think that I could choose to toss away an imperfect life.
At the risk of seeming to be selfish or shallow, I don't want a baby with Downs or other imperfections. I want a life with Mike after retirement...yet I know that the risk of having a Downs baby at my age is great. Sarah Palin has a beautiful son with Downs...but she is her and I am me. I know my limitations.
Yet, there is nothing more that would give me pleasure than to give Mike a son or daughter. There is nothing I want more than to make a child with him. He is so incredible, in spite of his faults, and he'd be a wonderful father. He is to my girls...a son would take the cake in my eyes.
So, since I don't want to risk a bad pregnancy, or even go to the expense of invitro, I'm thinking adoption.
Maybe after I finish Nursing school.
There are so many unwanted, unplanned for babies in this world. I have a friend who has adopted 2 boys from unfit mothers. Their lives are so much better now, their potential is incredible.
This is something that I, no we, have to seriously consider. Babies change everything. I mean EVERYTHING. I have had 2...I know this.
Yet the thought of sleepless nights, diapers, formula and all daunt me not, for there is nothing that I've ever experienced that is more fulfilling to my soul than a baby. The loving, nurturing and caring for a new life. Being a mother is the most incredible thing I have ever done with my life.
I am pretty sure I want to do it again....I know that I want to share it with Mike.
I know that it's something that I need to pray over.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Vacation....
I was going to write a long post on the trip Mike and I took recently, but I decided to forgo the post...there are simply times when a paucity of words are better than a deluge..
On July 14 Mike and I departed our home and went to New Orleans, where we met up with friends to ride to the Blue Knights International, which was taking place in Chesapeake VA. In 12 days we covered 4073 miles and saw places that I've never seen before. Aside from the fact that I got heat sick in Delaware, thus missing a chance to go to New Jersey, the trip was awesome....some of the memorable places we hit were:
Yorktown, Jamestown Settlement, The Outer Banks, Kill Devil Hills, Gettysburg, the Appalachian Trace and other sites. We saw the beauty of the valleys in Pennsylvania, mist filled with farms and barns with red silos rising out of the mists. Fields of corn, wild dogs, roads that twisted through mountains following streams. We crossed Chesapeake Bay, a beautiful, glistening body of water and sandy shores. We met friendly people, helpful and concerned...not mindful of the puddle of water I left on their floor when Cherie and Jason and Mike saved me from heat stroke...(it's shocking how fast ice melts on hot flesh!)
When one grows up in the South, one hears about the brusqueness of Northerners, but the one;s we met were all politeness! Annapolis is a beautiful, friendly town...a perfect stranger puled up along side Mike and I at a stop light and raved about Texas..we raved about Maryland.
The food was to DIE for, those little country diners where one can get a proper breakfast for less than $10 a couple...I'm talking eggs, bacon, biscuits and gravy with coffee and juice...the whole nine yards. The accents were cool too.
The most memorable part of the trip for me was Kill Devil Hills and the Wright Brother's Memorial.
Space flight and the exploration of space has always fascinated me. I remember watching Neil Armstrong take his first steps on the Moon...even though I was 2 at the time. There are some things that one never forgets. I suppose that I get this love from my dad, as he's always been a fan of NASA and space exploration.
So, the chance to see where it all began, Kill Devil Hills, was something I couldn't pass up. You see if it weren't for The Wright Brothers, we'd have never made it to the moon when we did.
Think about this...it was ONLY 66 years from the first flight to the first landing on the moon....such a scant amount of time, especially when one considers that the Dark Ages lasted for about a 1000 years and the Industrial Revolution took place roughly 100 or so years prior to the first flight...not even that long if I am correct.
We went from horse and carriage to space in about a century, and man has occupied this planet for thousands, no, hundreds of thousands of years before this.
So naturally I geeked out!
I walked the length of Wilbur and Orville's first 4 fights! On the very same spot! The very spot that changed the world...the very world we live in.
The progression of what we saw isn't lost on me...we went from Jamestown to Yorktown...that final battle that gained our independence from England, making us the nation we are now, to the very site that launched humans into the air. That led to humans into space...it was, and is so damn awe inspiring.
This trip really brought home to me what a great nation I am blessed enough to live in. The very founding principles of this country unleashed the potential of human intelligence and creativity into this world. The freedoms we have enabled men like the Wright Brothers to pursue their dream. The freedoms we enjoy, and take for granted, have led to the improvement of lives all over the world, whether through efficient farming techniques or through advances in medical science.
We are that beacon on the hill...calling others who desire the freedom that is God given to our shores...
Most of all, this trip reinforced the love I have for my country. It bolstered the faith I have in Humanity...when a man, or woman is free to pursue their dreams, anything is possible. Anything. Governments can try to suppress the human spirit, but they can never kill it. God designed us to dream, to achieve.
That is the Human condition. That is our destiny....to be that shining beacon on the hill. We may have to go through rough patches, but those patches are the test of one's spirit, one's determination...it does take fire to forge the strongest metal.
On July 14 Mike and I departed our home and went to New Orleans, where we met up with friends to ride to the Blue Knights International, which was taking place in Chesapeake VA. In 12 days we covered 4073 miles and saw places that I've never seen before. Aside from the fact that I got heat sick in Delaware, thus missing a chance to go to New Jersey, the trip was awesome....some of the memorable places we hit were:
Yorktown, Jamestown Settlement, The Outer Banks, Kill Devil Hills, Gettysburg, the Appalachian Trace and other sites. We saw the beauty of the valleys in Pennsylvania, mist filled with farms and barns with red silos rising out of the mists. Fields of corn, wild dogs, roads that twisted through mountains following streams. We crossed Chesapeake Bay, a beautiful, glistening body of water and sandy shores. We met friendly people, helpful and concerned...not mindful of the puddle of water I left on their floor when Cherie and Jason and Mike saved me from heat stroke...(it's shocking how fast ice melts on hot flesh!)
When one grows up in the South, one hears about the brusqueness of Northerners, but the one;s we met were all politeness! Annapolis is a beautiful, friendly town...a perfect stranger puled up along side Mike and I at a stop light and raved about Texas..we raved about Maryland.
The food was to DIE for, those little country diners where one can get a proper breakfast for less than $10 a couple...I'm talking eggs, bacon, biscuits and gravy with coffee and juice...the whole nine yards. The accents were cool too.
The most memorable part of the trip for me was Kill Devil Hills and the Wright Brother's Memorial.
Space flight and the exploration of space has always fascinated me. I remember watching Neil Armstrong take his first steps on the Moon...even though I was 2 at the time. There are some things that one never forgets. I suppose that I get this love from my dad, as he's always been a fan of NASA and space exploration.
So, the chance to see where it all began, Kill Devil Hills, was something I couldn't pass up. You see if it weren't for The Wright Brothers, we'd have never made it to the moon when we did.
Think about this...it was ONLY 66 years from the first flight to the first landing on the moon....such a scant amount of time, especially when one considers that the Dark Ages lasted for about a 1000 years and the Industrial Revolution took place roughly 100 or so years prior to the first flight...not even that long if I am correct.
We went from horse and carriage to space in about a century, and man has occupied this planet for thousands, no, hundreds of thousands of years before this.
So naturally I geeked out!
I walked the length of Wilbur and Orville's first 4 fights! On the very same spot! The very spot that changed the world...the very world we live in.
The progression of what we saw isn't lost on me...we went from Jamestown to Yorktown...that final battle that gained our independence from England, making us the nation we are now, to the very site that launched humans into the air. That led to humans into space...it was, and is so damn awe inspiring.
This trip really brought home to me what a great nation I am blessed enough to live in. The very founding principles of this country unleashed the potential of human intelligence and creativity into this world. The freedoms we have enabled men like the Wright Brothers to pursue their dream. The freedoms we enjoy, and take for granted, have led to the improvement of lives all over the world, whether through efficient farming techniques or through advances in medical science.
We are that beacon on the hill...calling others who desire the freedom that is God given to our shores...
Most of all, this trip reinforced the love I have for my country. It bolstered the faith I have in Humanity...when a man, or woman is free to pursue their dreams, anything is possible. Anything. Governments can try to suppress the human spirit, but they can never kill it. God designed us to dream, to achieve.
That is the Human condition. That is our destiny....to be that shining beacon on the hill. We may have to go through rough patches, but those patches are the test of one's spirit, one's determination...it does take fire to forge the strongest metal.
The First Beaux
My 16 year old daughter has a beau...he's 16 like she is, and has had a crush on her since October. He only started making courting gestures last month.
Tonight he came over so that we could meet him, and Mike and I also got to meet his parents. He's a nice guy, who reminds me in so many ways, of my first boyfriend. Tall, dark and nerdy. He also plays guitar and cello. Is into greek mythology and thinks that Mars is ripe for terraforming...and he's polite!
The dog likes him too, so that's a plus.
I confess that I am really not ready for my daughter to be dating...she's only 16! I now know how my parents felt...to me she is still that little babe I held in my arms and fed, not this gorgeous, intelligent creature with a knockout bod....
I am drawn back to my youth, when I was a bit younger, and this boy who was the first to claim my heart. I had my first kiss at a dance in middle school...and I can say, that to this date, it was the sweetest, most incredible kiss I've ever had.
I mean no offense to my Mike, none at all, but there is something about that first kiss that renders it the best. It's the breathless excitement of the unknown...chaste yet scintillating; it's something a girl (and I suspect a boy) never forgets. That shiver down the spine, the reward of many a nervous thought, action and dream. That tingle in the toes ( and other parts, naughty!) the feeling that one can fly. The trembles, the sighs....oh to be that innocent again!
What heaven that first kiss was!
What bliss that first touch of a strong set of hands about one's waist. The clean smell of his skin, and the breathless nervousness of it all. It was so pure, yet so decadent. The memory is so sweet! It makes my heart pound even to this day!
I want that for my daughter, yet I don't. I want her to feel that swooping of the stomach, the taste of that first kiss on her lips....but I also want to kill the SOB that dares tread that territory.
I am a parent...oh my god....this is hellish and also delightful. It's so hard to put into words...I am happy and sad. I know how may parent's felt. It's just as bad as being an adolescent all over again, only this time, when her heart gets broken it will be two of us suffering. We have reached that fork, that beginning of the road that will lead her away from me and to her own destiny.
It is incredible. It's scary. It's wonderful, yet heartbreaking to behold.
Yet, I wouldn't trade this for all of the world.
Tonight he came over so that we could meet him, and Mike and I also got to meet his parents. He's a nice guy, who reminds me in so many ways, of my first boyfriend. Tall, dark and nerdy. He also plays guitar and cello. Is into greek mythology and thinks that Mars is ripe for terraforming...and he's polite!
The dog likes him too, so that's a plus.
I confess that I am really not ready for my daughter to be dating...she's only 16! I now know how my parents felt...to me she is still that little babe I held in my arms and fed, not this gorgeous, intelligent creature with a knockout bod....
I am drawn back to my youth, when I was a bit younger, and this boy who was the first to claim my heart. I had my first kiss at a dance in middle school...and I can say, that to this date, it was the sweetest, most incredible kiss I've ever had.
I mean no offense to my Mike, none at all, but there is something about that first kiss that renders it the best. It's the breathless excitement of the unknown...chaste yet scintillating; it's something a girl (and I suspect a boy) never forgets. That shiver down the spine, the reward of many a nervous thought, action and dream. That tingle in the toes ( and other parts, naughty!) the feeling that one can fly. The trembles, the sighs....oh to be that innocent again!
What heaven that first kiss was!
What bliss that first touch of a strong set of hands about one's waist. The clean smell of his skin, and the breathless nervousness of it all. It was so pure, yet so decadent. The memory is so sweet! It makes my heart pound even to this day!
I want that for my daughter, yet I don't. I want her to feel that swooping of the stomach, the taste of that first kiss on her lips....but I also want to kill the SOB that dares tread that territory.
I am a parent...oh my god....this is hellish and also delightful. It's so hard to put into words...I am happy and sad. I know how may parent's felt. It's just as bad as being an adolescent all over again, only this time, when her heart gets broken it will be two of us suffering. We have reached that fork, that beginning of the road that will lead her away from me and to her own destiny.
It is incredible. It's scary. It's wonderful, yet heartbreaking to behold.
Yet, I wouldn't trade this for all of the world.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Riding, Crosswinds and Summer Weight Jackets
In about 3 weeks, Mike and I depart for a ride to Norfolk, via the back roads. We will be attending the Blue Knights International, and will be riding with Jason, Cherie and a friend of theirs. This is our second "long" trip, last year's being a ride to the Ozark's and the adventure that was Mount Nebo.
I am so looking forward to this trip, two weeks away from home, the kids and reality. Two weeks of living with 3 pairs of jeans (1 on, 2 packed) 5 t-shirts, 5 pair undies, 3 pair socks, the basics in as far as hygiene and NO MAKE UP!!!! It's also a test of one's relationship with others, ie: spouse and friends. Especially when it's hot as hell and a day's ride is 400 or so miles per day.
Last year's trip was our first together and it came at the mid point of our new relationship, meaning we were exclusively dating, but hadn't yet decided that we were ready to make it permanent. A lot of things can go wrong when travelling together, especially on a motorcycle and most especially into uncharted territory, so a test it was. Happily, Mike passed with flying colors as did I, since we are now a happy couple planning our "official" nuptuals.
Today we took a trip to Austin, so that I could get my military I.D. It was also a test run for my new summer weight, mesh riding jacket.
The day started off well, sunny and warm. The jacket was awesome, but the cross winds were suckish. I don't like cross winds, seeing as I am a new rider and crashed my bike on Good Friday because I panicked in strong cross winds. That aside, Mike rode well and even coached me on HOW to handle the cross winds, so that when I make my distance solo (to San Antonio and back) I won't crash my bike.
We made it to Camp Mabry, got my I.D. and then I got to discover the joys of the PX. Mike got a bottle of lovely scotch and I got a bottle of Chanel perfume at a KNOCKDOWN price.
Now, we are home, my butt is sore and I am feeling quite satisfied. The Mojito I am currently drinking is lovely and I am trying to figure out how to travel with mojito mix and rum on the July trip, whilst not taking up precious space in the saddle bags.
July will be fun...a long trip, but fun. Our new seat (an air seat with adjustable bladders for comfort) will be in this week, the route is planned and I will ride through states I've never been too before (Maryland, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, etc.). I expect to return sunburned, relaxed and renewed.
I am so looking forward to this trip, two weeks away from home, the kids and reality. Two weeks of living with 3 pairs of jeans (1 on, 2 packed) 5 t-shirts, 5 pair undies, 3 pair socks, the basics in as far as hygiene and NO MAKE UP!!!! It's also a test of one's relationship with others, ie: spouse and friends. Especially when it's hot as hell and a day's ride is 400 or so miles per day.
Last year's trip was our first together and it came at the mid point of our new relationship, meaning we were exclusively dating, but hadn't yet decided that we were ready to make it permanent. A lot of things can go wrong when travelling together, especially on a motorcycle and most especially into uncharted territory, so a test it was. Happily, Mike passed with flying colors as did I, since we are now a happy couple planning our "official" nuptuals.
Today we took a trip to Austin, so that I could get my military I.D. It was also a test run for my new summer weight, mesh riding jacket.
The day started off well, sunny and warm. The jacket was awesome, but the cross winds were suckish. I don't like cross winds, seeing as I am a new rider and crashed my bike on Good Friday because I panicked in strong cross winds. That aside, Mike rode well and even coached me on HOW to handle the cross winds, so that when I make my distance solo (to San Antonio and back) I won't crash my bike.
We made it to Camp Mabry, got my I.D. and then I got to discover the joys of the PX. Mike got a bottle of lovely scotch and I got a bottle of Chanel perfume at a KNOCKDOWN price.
Now, we are home, my butt is sore and I am feeling quite satisfied. The Mojito I am currently drinking is lovely and I am trying to figure out how to travel with mojito mix and rum on the July trip, whilst not taking up precious space in the saddle bags.
July will be fun...a long trip, but fun. Our new seat (an air seat with adjustable bladders for comfort) will be in this week, the route is planned and I will ride through states I've never been too before (Maryland, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, etc.). I expect to return sunburned, relaxed and renewed.
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