Friday, June 12, 2009

Now it is time to put aside the "Love Story" and focus on "The Graduate".


I had every intention of sitting by the pool and enjoying my day off for the anniversary. It was hot enough, but it rained:(. So we went out to dinner. The Italian Restaurant, Carrabas was a great place to oooh and ahhh over eachother and the great accomplishment of living this many years together. Love was blind, initially and now we talk about hindsight and life and love and what we want, still to do, if given time and grace and energy. Let's get these children grown and out. Let's hang on tighter, okay?
I had a delicious chicken with goatcheese stuffing and Zucchini and Mushrooms with a marsala sauce and the soup was superb Minestroni, with the hugest potato and cabbage pieces. I just loved it! Ben had his usual, fettucini and we know that is always good. But, this must have been my first time going to an Italian Restaurant and not ordering Pasta. This time we had soda and I forwent my liberty to order wine for $ sake. It is not everyday that you are 26 years together. I love being old together. When we got home, we both wish we had had some wine, because the reality of our home life hit us right in the face like a smack. The lovers ran out with the smack and we became commanders of the crew. My painful knee smacked and the fact that the children had done nothing we had asked them to do was on the table for discussion and consideration. I said WHIP THEM! My wonderfully merciful husband showed tolerance and I went to bed. We should be used to this kind of popping of our romantic bubble! We took a brief intermission to laugh at a youtube comedy skit by Sinbad. He has a way of putting our dillemmas into perspective for us.
Today is the Graduation! My Emily is amazingly radiant and real and everything we expected her to be. Creative and witty and poised and real. Today we celebrate her. The Clean up and prep for this is too much. Energized and strengthened we are into year 27
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2 comments:

jackie said...

Hey Jayne , great to see you had a good time with your hubby.....
plan to do those things more often not just once a year:)
the food sounds like you enjoy but food sounds gross to me goatcheese stuffing , Mushrooms hahaha no really glad you had fun....
tell emily were so proud of her. tell ben nice flowers..keep on enjoying life peace for now jackie

June 12, 2009 at 10:55 AM
Jayne said...

Ben said the same thing and really, I got it so that he wouldn't eat mine. But I do love feta cheese and it was like that with a wine sauce and made it really surprisingly good. They cut the whole zuchini and gave me a whole half on the plate, my favorite part and a mushroom was the size of my hand. We really did enjoy it and it was so different. My husband usually eats half, this time I brought half home for the kids. We get out more than once a year.:)

June 12, 2009 at 1:52 PM

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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.