Tuesday, February 9, 2010

I just love
"19"



It seems like yesterday that I was 19. I remember Jo, in the backseat of our car and saying, you are 19. You have your whole life in front of you.
Now, I spent the night with my favorite 19 year old. This time it was reminiscing on the craziness of growing up as my child. You don't spank those boys enough, was the accusation.
I sat and listened to the advise, after having heard the most hilarious depiction of the Superbowl, translation into mommy Walker(for me), that I had ever heard. We laughed again, until we couldn't stop laughing.
Emily says, there were 2 sets of gentlemen in 2 different colored costumes and the gentlemen in the silver costumes, were successful at taking over the game from the gentlemen in the blue costumes. We were rolling, at the thought of the fumblings that happened. She had every play recounted to us. We stayed up till about 1 am after her fun at the game with friends.
She is like a rollercoaster up to the sky and down to the floor. I love when I see them coming back to themselves about this age. They seem lost, in the eyes from 13-19 and then, just as swiftly as they left me, they come back. I see my baby Emily, in her eyes again. She is getting used to this idea of being a woman and can come to grips with the humanity of her parents. We are trying to steer her, the lioness of the family. She roars at everyone, but she is a gem and delightful on the other side also. I love being her mother.

1 comment:

Joanne Bodden said...

Be Still & Know that He Is God! That he has this planet in His hand as well as our lives in right order. Lord let me praise You with everything in my life. Let me never forget the grace you sprinkle upon me every single precious moment of this life I am borrowing. Let me Love with your love and live the Life you would have me live. Thank you for the Life you have given me Amen!

I Love you Jayne you remind me of the struggles & have me remembering when we used to think we knew it all Thank God He is in control.

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.