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My Mom….Rawkin’ My Socks Since 1975

12 May

Happy Mother’s Day to my sweet and spunky mom! When you see my mother, you’ll see a little sprite of a woman, probably rushing to class (although I have never personally witnessed this but am told it happens), reading a book, grading papers, drinking coffee, or writing something clever, witty and touching. But don’t let the small stature and intellectual nature fool you people. This lady is a firecracker and if she gets riled, it is a sight to behold. I love that side of my mom. The one who just cannot stand to hold her tongue any longer and once that point is reached, will leave shocked faces in the wake of her pointed, and sometimes unexpected opinions. Personally, I think she should let that lady out more often.(My father is cringing right now, I’m quite sure).

I like to think I get my sometimes sharp tongue (and getting sharper with age) and opinionated, yet reserved nature from her. I know for a fact that I get my scatterbrainedness (where in the heck ARE those keys anyway??? did I leave the oven on or not?? oops, totally forgot to pay that bill!!) from her. I love that trait as well.  I tend to believe its an endearing quality, although the men in our lives might disagree as it oftentimes falls to them to keep us on track and our heads out of the clouds.

I am pretty sure she is enjoying the fact that I now have a little one of my own. One who, like I did at her age, won’t allow me to pee by myself, gets me up at all hours, can’t keep a pair of white lacy “church socks” clean to save her life and doesn’t really care to, and has both endearing and maddening quirks of her own. It’s so surreal and lovely to watch my daughter and my mother together. Hilarity often ensues. The latest was a rousing 42 games of Hi Ho Cheerio between the two of them on the living room floor, followed by some violent kung fu fighting using lace doilies as a form of nunchucks. That last one was just…I don’t even know. I mean how do you describe kung fu fighting with lace doilies anyway? Is that even possible? Hilarity I tell you.

My mom is not perfect I’m sure. But she is to me. I love you mom.

cough hack sputter

12 May

Its after midnight and my poor kid is laying in a bed in a hotel room coughing her sweet lil’ head off. Of course, I can’t get her to take a drink of water and so the blessed silence continues juuuuuuust long enough to get a good doze on, and then COUGH COUGH COUGH SPUTTER SPUTTER HACK. I feel bad for her, for both of us and our sad state of sleeplessness. But, there are way worse things and I was smart this time and passed out with her early (after paying $8 for an episode of Super Readers and Arthur) so at least I have 3 hours of solid sleep under my elastic waist pants. Win.

Sidenote: I feel a touch of sinus drainage mixed with a smidge of a sore throat and if I am sick just in time for vacation I will cry unabashedly.

Today has been exhausting and tomorrow will be more of the same. Worth it however, to visit my parents today and grandparents tomorrow, er, today. I always try to cram too much into one or two days. You’d think I’d learn huh?

Is it possible for your butt to be sore from bowling? Because I think mine is.

Oh wait a minute…I think its been a while since the last coughing fit…Dare I seize the opportunity and try to go back to sleep? CARPE DIEM!!! Or something.

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