Thursday, March 12, 2009

Oh, well, You can't win them all! :(


Pooor Evvy.:( She's only a peer counselor and a flutist and a good student and...
But she didn't make the cut for the track team.
A whole week of staying after school and running at her hardest effort. She does the quarter mile in 1.15, but that didn't cut it.
I couldn't even talk to her for a whole week, she was so tired. She was #45 in the tryouts out of 46 people, but when the cuts were made, No Evvy.
I said, Ev, did you cry? Were you embarrassed? Nope. Next.

What's next, she asks? She is so resilient and fast. I can't keep up with her. How come Enoch doesn't want to try out for anything?

They have such an interesting dynamic, that duo. We call them thing one and thing 2 after the characters in the Cat in the Hat. The precociousness that was their toddlerhood and their middleyears has grown into a delightful humor in their teen time.

They are always cracking me up; with their antics. Thank God, no practical jokes, just funny stuff. They study well together and they interact well together, but what happens next year when En goes to Cox Mill High and Evvy's left behind. I am sad to think about it.
They are growing up and the dancers of the family. Enoch's hobby is imitating Adam Savani in dance and style, at home. At school, he's just a quiet child, I hear.
(like they tell me:() "Mom, I am getting ready to tell you a joke", is the joke of the family. I used to be important to them, now I'm just the newscaster.
He said, "Mom, I have to be careful that people don't think I'm smart because I wear glasses." I don't want to mislead people. That's okay, En, I said, nobody's fooled by the glasses, son. You either is smart, or you ain't! :)
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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.