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Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
The one
She stands on the porch on a clear dark night looking up at a thousand stars thinking. A soft smile on her face, butterflies in her stomach. In the distance she hears a deep rumble of his bike coming up the dirt lane to her. He is the one, the one she longs for. Her one true love. He knows her thoughts, her dreams. He knows where she’s been and where she is headed.
He has held her hand, spoken soft in her ear, calmed her fears. Late a night he is the one she tells her deepest thoughts to. Held her when she cried and wiped her eyes. The tender hand of love.
Together they have traveled almost everything life can cruelly toss at you, sometimes together sometimes apart. He knows her thoughts sometimes better than she does.
The roar of the bike still now, as he gazes at her, he walks to her. He is behind her and silently takes her into his arms and quietly sighs. She leans back into him and draws in a deep breath.
She has finally come home…
© 2007 KayLynn
He has held her hand, spoken soft in her ear, calmed her fears. Late a night he is the one she tells her deepest thoughts to. Held her when she cried and wiped her eyes. The tender hand of love.
Together they have traveled almost everything life can cruelly toss at you, sometimes together sometimes apart. He knows her thoughts sometimes better than she does.
The roar of the bike still now, as he gazes at her, he walks to her. He is behind her and silently takes her into his arms and quietly sighs. She leans back into him and draws in a deep breath.
She has finally come home…
© 2007 KayLynn
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
The thoughts of a mother..
In 20 days Peep turns 16, I am still wondering who the hell gave her permission to do so? A few days after that she goes over to the high school to start her sophomore year - again where was the permission? She rolls her eyes at me anytime I mention any comment similar to the above or refer to her as my little or baby girl. The clarification that she will always be MY baby girl rewards me with a look that says "shit - my mother has gone around the bend - where is that electroshock therapist?" *sigh* One day she will get it.
It always blows my mind to look at her and see that shes not 3 anymore and tugging on my leg to be picked up and given a cookie. If only I had one more day like that. Don't get me wrong I marvel at the young women she is, and see glimpses of who she will be that are just as mind blowing. Some days I can't help but look at her and think "wow" the exceptional woman that she will one day be.
Then I generally want to wrap her and bubble wrap to shield her from all the pain and disappointment the world can and will bring, not that for one second, I don't know shes not already experienced it, I just don't want her to ever deal with more. I know its the dream of every mother out there.
I wish that she would slow down and not be in such a hurry to grow up. As I also know and remember that I too wanted to hurry up and be out on my own. Oh the things I just knew I would do. She doesn't think that I know what that feeling is like or even remember 16. One day she will be sitting, possibly in her kitchen; as I am now, reflecting over her child and then know that I knew all to well what she was feeling and that I did get it.
The all to consuming butterflies in the stomach that just a "Hi Baby," from that oh so dreamy boyfriend could induce and often did. The knowledge that he was just "The One" and your parents could never know how that felt, and if they did they would be more understanding of the all night phone calls and how very painful saying goodnight was.
The smile that would come over your face just thinking about how he said "I love you". You were always certain that no matter what was going on just him saying I miss you could take the sting out of whatever it was that hurt or upset you, and generally he did and could. And maybe just maybe he is The One. It's happened before.
Good luck Baby Girl, Mama knows. Mama loves you. Just please slow down and enjoy it, you only get to be 16 once.
Mama
It always blows my mind to look at her and see that shes not 3 anymore and tugging on my leg to be picked up and given a cookie. If only I had one more day like that. Don't get me wrong I marvel at the young women she is, and see glimpses of who she will be that are just as mind blowing. Some days I can't help but look at her and think "wow" the exceptional woman that she will one day be.
Then I generally want to wrap her and bubble wrap to shield her from all the pain and disappointment the world can and will bring, not that for one second, I don't know shes not already experienced it, I just don't want her to ever deal with more. I know its the dream of every mother out there.
I wish that she would slow down and not be in such a hurry to grow up. As I also know and remember that I too wanted to hurry up and be out on my own. Oh the things I just knew I would do. She doesn't think that I know what that feeling is like or even remember 16. One day she will be sitting, possibly in her kitchen; as I am now, reflecting over her child and then know that I knew all to well what she was feeling and that I did get it.
The all to consuming butterflies in the stomach that just a "Hi Baby," from that oh so dreamy boyfriend could induce and often did. The knowledge that he was just "The One" and your parents could never know how that felt, and if they did they would be more understanding of the all night phone calls and how very painful saying goodnight was.
The smile that would come over your face just thinking about how he said "I love you". You were always certain that no matter what was going on just him saying I miss you could take the sting out of whatever it was that hurt or upset you, and generally he did and could. And maybe just maybe he is The One. It's happened before.
Good luck Baby Girl, Mama knows. Mama loves you. Just please slow down and enjoy it, you only get to be 16 once.
Mama
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Hey you, yeah you behind me...
Turn your fucking radio down. If my car, yep the one 2 cars in front of your piece of shit, is vibrating then your music is to loud.
By the way your sound system SUCKS! The bass is supposed to sound like something more than a pissed off jackhammer at 3 am in suburbia, dumb ass. Further more if I really wanted to hear that wannabe music I'd be in your car sitting next to you.
I give less than a damn if its the latest by rapper Dz doesn'tmakealickofsencecouldn'tmakeitonyaMTVrapsifheblewthevj, it SUCKS ASS. Learn what real music is then crank up the volume.
By the way I don't think you qualify for the Senior discount on the latest hearing aid at 23.
By the way your sound system SUCKS! The bass is supposed to sound like something more than a pissed off jackhammer at 3 am in suburbia, dumb ass. Further more if I really wanted to hear that wannabe music I'd be in your car sitting next to you.
I give less than a damn if its the latest by rapper Dz doesn'tmakealickofsencecouldn'tmakeitonyaMTVrapsifheblewthevj, it SUCKS ASS. Learn what real music is then crank up the volume.
By the way I don't think you qualify for the Senior discount on the latest hearing aid at 23.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Come on down...and get bitchslapped??
Rosie as a replacement for Bob Barker?? Is CBS smoking crack?
Apparently Bob Barker is endorsing his friend Rosie as a possible replacement for him on his game show. Now as a acquaintance of mine pointed out "why not, shes big, loud and larger than life." And he says there is not much room for politics to be brought into it. Ok point taken. However, after the talk shows and being able to say what she wanted when she wanted as long as it did not violate FCC regulations.
Personally, not that what I think matters one bit, I think the game show would bore her. I feel that she thrived on being controversial and under that making people think. No matter how you feel about Rosie, you have to give her the kudos for being passionate about her views, whether or not you agree.
I don't agree with most of her views on assorted topics, I liked the "Queen of Nice" myself and don't really know what to think of this angry Rosie. Which Rosie is the real Rosie? Or she she a combination of both, and the pendulum has just swung to far to one side at the moment and she needs to find her middle ground.
On the other hand maybe the game show would bring some of the nice back.
Apparently Bob Barker is endorsing his friend Rosie as a possible replacement for him on his game show. Now as a acquaintance of mine pointed out "why not, shes big, loud and larger than life." And he says there is not much room for politics to be brought into it. Ok point taken. However, after the talk shows and being able to say what she wanted when she wanted as long as it did not violate FCC regulations.
Personally, not that what I think matters one bit, I think the game show would bore her. I feel that she thrived on being controversial and under that making people think. No matter how you feel about Rosie, you have to give her the kudos for being passionate about her views, whether or not you agree.
I don't agree with most of her views on assorted topics, I liked the "Queen of Nice" myself and don't really know what to think of this angry Rosie. Which Rosie is the real Rosie? Or she she a combination of both, and the pendulum has just swung to far to one side at the moment and she needs to find her middle ground.
On the other hand maybe the game show would bring some of the nice back.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Trying to find old friends
On a whim I googled a old friend of mine from my early childhood. I came across several articles which mentioned her. I read about her high school reunion and found some recent schedules for a local school where we (ok mostly she as I was busy moving around the world) grew up.
I also came across several email addresses for her, or at least they could be her. So I shot off a quick email - one bounced back almost instantly. The other appears to be sent - Fingers crossed! If nothing else I did find an email address for her mother, I can always try that one.
Wow it would be so cool to reconnect with her. Its been years since I have had contact with her. I was married to the anti-christ and Peep was a small child. She had just had her first baby and was having a ball being a new mom. Then I left the aforementioned anti-christ and lost contact. Oh the things that have changed since those days. Peep is almost 16 I am remarried and have changed my name.
I hope its her and we reconnect. If for nothing else because we used to be inseparable and have over a decade to catch up on.
I also came across several email addresses for her, or at least they could be her. So I shot off a quick email - one bounced back almost instantly. The other appears to be sent - Fingers crossed! If nothing else I did find an email address for her mother, I can always try that one.
Wow it would be so cool to reconnect with her. Its been years since I have had contact with her. I was married to the anti-christ and Peep was a small child. She had just had her first baby and was having a ball being a new mom. Then I left the aforementioned anti-christ and lost contact. Oh the things that have changed since those days. Peep is almost 16 I am remarried and have changed my name.
I hope its her and we reconnect. If for nothing else because we used to be inseparable and have over a decade to catch up on.
Monday, June 11, 2007
NEW PC!!!!
Well the new baby is here. She's a blazing fast machine and already a beloved member of the family. She was delivered June 10th at 11:42 am. We are still getting used to the little things and fine tuning other things. It took me forever to sign on to blogger - something about a cookie issue that I did fix yet blogger was still not a happy camper about it. It is a fluke that I am here and typing this out! We are looking forward to years of enjoyment and entertainment..
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