Sunday, August 2, 2009

I love that you girls are so full of wisdom for me these days.

My Sunday problems of voicing my opinions in the midst of public, gets me in a whole heap of trouble sometimes. There are so many cultural mores, that I was not privy to. Like what you should or shouldn't say in front of W people and in front of Church people. Not policy things, cultural things. We are in the South and I stand out like a sore thumb as a northerner. With my brash and uncaring thoughts and verbal exchanges. He was raised Southern in the North, but not I. I am always saying what I think about Sotomayor (Halleluia, Did you watch the confirmation hearings?) and other political and religious issues. My children know that that is me. I will talk silly sometimes, like that Madeline Kahn piece, I think is funny. Maybe a little too silly, I don't care, it makes me laugh.

There is such a funny scene in Big Fat Greek Wedding, Where the momma says "It is lucky for me that I have you to help me tie my shoes". That is how they get sometimes. Just part of life in the Grumpy Old Man stage, I will affectionately refer to this as "G.O.M." It is a sickness and they all get it, I hear, from Aunt Lorraine and brace yourself, because they don't mean anything they say and they tell you that too. They just do. I know we love eachother and this is a phase, but it is the fun part where you have to "hold on!"
I am learning that I am not his pastor or corrector, but his wife and lover. I have to discipline myself to try to find the loving thing to say in a situation and leave the rest unsaid until the conflict is over. I am memorizing 1 Cor 13 again. By the way, we are rejoicing that he has gotten a job!:)
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Joanne Bodden said...

Hi Jayne,
I only watch snippets of the Confirmation hearings and was embarrassed by the sexist racists men that are and have been running this country for so long. I think in time when they review the tapes each individually as well as collectively will see themselves and shudder. There really is not much to be said to them they will see for themselves which is the only way!
The Madeline Kahn bit was & is hysterical.
At our stage in life we have been given gravitas of experience so that we can relax in our own knowledge, we have gone without things so our contentment is now to be cultivated. It is Contentment regardless of the good or bad opinions of others. It is their turn to seek our approval and we must be poised & serene when giving or withholding it... I went on too long Jayne
Love to you,
Jo

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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.