Saturday, January 10, 2009

It must be freezing outside!




It is a little chilly in here. Chilly enough to turn on the heat for the second day in a row. brrrrrr! I don't remember anymore the feeling of air in my lungs where my chest feels like bronchioles must be turning into icicles. I miss NY, but I don't miss that. It is quiet in the house because, on Saturday, everybody sleeps late. A great opportunity to eat a quiet breakfast by myself, yum. I went to the microwave and it was beautiful and new as the day we walked into this new home. NOT!
Somebody had nuked their eggplant from last night and the mess was aweful, I could scream and will later on, but now I just clean it up to have breakfast with my memories of Mom's old fashioned Irish Oats.(that must be why Ezra is so smart). I can't afford the real thing so my simulation includes oatmeal and "Southern Home" Raisin bran. I still have some cream from our holiday binge and it was almost as though Mom were here, in NC, and I was pregnant and the indulgence was delightful. It really doesn't take much to keep me happy. Just clean up the microwave after you use it and better yet, cover the bowl with the eggplant it is going to explode.
Well, I am not pregnant, but when I was, I would carry my Ethan over to Mommy's and she would treat me like company. She pulled out her special china and her special pot and cooked, in a pot(something that I don't do anymore with a microwave) Irish oatmeal and put strawberries and cream and whatever other special stuff she had in it. I didn't have to eat the whole rest of the day. That meal was so potent. We would pontificate on St. Ignacious and Augustine and Nehemiah and Ezra and Fr. Tom and whoever else would come to mind and then I guessed I would be okay after that. I guess I can go through childbirth one more time since somebody must've birthed St. Ignacious. We were trying for a while to be as disciplined as Ignacious and we fell off the wagon, probably the same day right into the bowl of specialty oatmeal. But it was par for the course for these mere mortals and women at that. That is why we need grace and one another.
Ezra's awake now, I better get to my own mothering role. Thanks Mom!
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Title- The Studious One!

Title- The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA











Are you going to Mary Immaculate?

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Remember me to the one who lived there,



He once was a true love of mine,



Tell him to buy me an acre of land,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,



Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.



Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



After your done 50 pushups



and jog down the West Side Highway,



Then he’ll be a true love of mine…

(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)





He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.