Thursday, August 28, 2008
Most school aged children have headed back to school in cars and buses to spend a large part of their day away from their families and many are learning to embrace a new sort of family. Some are doing so for the first time much to the anxiety of their parents. I have read several blog posts of some friends that have sent their children to school recently and are experiencing the subsequent feelings of missing them and having extra time on their hands. I was a stay at home mom for about two years after which I simply went to school with my children...I was in one part of their Montessori school with my students and they were in another classroom with their teachers. We rode to school together, sometimes had lunch together and rode home together. It was the best of two worlds, being a mom and working. My separation anxiety came about when the oldest daughter was ready for middle school and I had to drop her off with all "those strangers." The first day I had to pull over and cry. My daughter was fine, I was the one not having such a great time! I am a grandparent now and before I blink my eyes a few times those sweet children will be entering school.
I was thinking of the inconvenience of the school buses and planning my ride accordingly to arrive at work on time. I happened to look out the front window and noticed my neighbor's son standing at the "bus stop" for the first time (he had always been a car rider) and as I looked to my right, Mom was next door keeping watch on her soon to be independent bus riding son...it amused me a bit because they were clearly shouting back and forth to each other however he did not want her standing next to him when the bus arrived. As I drove to work, I noticed a group of Hispanic Mothers and small children waiting for the bus to arrive to take them to school and wondered if they were speaking English yet and if not, how scary it would be to go to school and not know the language. A bit farther down the road a Father is sitting on a brick wall holding his child in a warm embrace, also waiting. Tears washed down my face and I longed for a moment to be back in the classroom attempting to make a difference in some one's life. Even though I knew that my time in the classroom was well spent it was time to move on and begin a new chapter. Wishing all the parents, students, teachers, administrators, support staff at the schools a very wonderful, productive and joyful school year!
PS!!!!!!! A GINORMOUS HEARTFELT THANK YOU to Christy (The Daily Dish) for sending a totally unexpected lovely necklace and card. Imagine my delight when the postman brought the package with our business mail! I love the necklace Dishy and your MOST KIND words!!! Also the same day I received a beautiful and encouraging card from a fellow member of the retreat I attended in June....the verse on the card reads...If I keep a green bough in my heart, the singing bird will come. I LOVE IT!!!! I also received a card at home from a friend and just really appreciated the sweetness of it! The stars aligned at a time when I needed it and all these lovely, beautiful people responded to that prompting. I will have to respond in kind and pay it forward! Again, thank you, you wonderful, wonderful friends!
Monday, August 25, 2008
Granddaughter Anna, she of the lovely albeit very fine, long, blonde hair decided that it was in her way and cut off pieces in the front, on the side and in the back thus requiring a visit to the hair salon! Fortunately, she did not cut the front of her hair too radically. Having spent 10+ years working with Montessori preschoolers, being a mom and having mom friends, I have witnessed "the I have scissors I am going to cut as much of my hair off as I can before I get caught syndrome!" It is always entertaining unless the child in question is your child! I believe that is how the "buzz cut" was invented. For those of you who are still childless or those who have chosen to remain so...the above cabinets are smeared with peanut butter...peanut butter is also covering the long, blonde hair and the hair of older brother not pictured and quite probably Rhett, my lab granddog. It is very difficult to get peanut butter out of long, fine hair especially when the culprit does not wish for her hair to be washed, brushed or bothered in anyway. Saturday was the big haircut day! Anna and her great grandmother went to the salon. I am not sure who had the easier client that day! I went to my scheduled appointment by myself to have my "natural" color restored and to have a wee bit of a shape up. I believe dear husband mentioned about umpteen times...you're not getting it cut, are you, because I just can't wait for it to be halfway down your back. To which I reply..."no honey, I am not getting it cut, it just grows really, really slow! He is terrified that I will do the 2006 version of the very blonde pixie that has finally grown out over the last two years! I really, really like the color and length that it is now. My stylist did ask if we were sticking with the same color and for one second I thought it would be awesome to have a purple streak underneath the rest of my hair....maybe next time! I am not going to spend an inordinate amount of time on my hair as I would rather sleep longer in the mornings. Besides, my hair is naturally wavy and the slightest bit of humidity will undo the drying and straightening in a quick hurry. Most mornings I just wash it, put the top down on my car and scrunch it until I get to work. Multi-tasking at its finest. Hair is such a personal issue. Everyone is entitled to wear their hair in a manner most pleasing to them. A few misguided souls out there still sporting mullets and various other hair don'ts! Just sayin...
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
We experience intimacy on many different levels. There are different forms of intimacy such as emotional intimacy and physical intimacy. "Intimacy can also be identified as knowing someone in depth, knowing many different aspects of a person or knowing how they would respond in different situations, because of the many experiences you've shared with them. Intimacy is both the ability and the choice to be close, loving, and vulnerable. " (Wikepedia)
I have given a lot of thought to the idea of intimacy between friends, lovers and family. We are emotionally intimate with our closet friends or our children. Hopefully, we share emotional and physical intimacy with our lovers, partners, husbands and wives.
I recently read the book "365 Nights - A Memoir of Intimacy" by Charla Muller with Betsy Thorpe. Charla, as I fondly refer to her, decided she would like to give her husband a birthday gift no one else could give him. She offered herself in an intimate way for a year. That is as she refers to it "doing the deed" EVERY DAY!!! She describes various aspects of the development of their relationship and the book is liberally sprinkled with anecdotes about dating, married life, and family life. Lest you think this is a guide to the physical aspect of her relationship, it is not. It is laugh out loud funny, sweet memoir of two people connecting with each other every day. There were allowances for illness and other situations that may deem a physical moment inadvisable. This is a great book for anyone in a relationship. I loved reading it.
This gave me pause to ponder the intimate relationships in my life. How were they holding up? Some days great others not so great. I find that on days that I feel good about myself and who I am I can connect better with those that I love. As to the physical relationships between couples, I thought how "men" just want to "do the deed" all the time. (I know I am generalizing) and women, well we want romance (I do) and closeness. We often bring everything with us to the bedroom....you didn't empty the trash, cut the grass, you put hunting, fishing (inject whatever here) before us and this often affects intimacy or lack thereof. So in the midst of pondering the intimacy of my relationships, I realized I need to ditch the anger, the frustrations of day to day stuff and just approach things in a more loving and kind way. My children appreciate a kinder, loving mother, my friends appreciate less complaining and being a more in tune with them, my husband really appreciates a loving emotional and physical bond. Life is way better when approached with unconditional huge amounts of L*O*V*E. So how are your intimate relationships these days? Doing great, so, so or not so good? Time to enjoy intimacy in all its forms!!! I am feeling much better myself!
Friday, August 15, 2008
And these my friends are the cute ones....
I have my standbys of Birkenstocks and Danskos however they just don't look right with everything! My New Balance Fitness shoes will look kind of cheesy with a "Sunday" dress. I have heard it said that you must suffer for beauty...WHY???? I know the cutest, most comfortable shoes are out there somewhere! In the meantime, I bought some bright orangy polish for my toenails. I am off to do some physical therapy, self inflicted variety, on my feet and tell my feet that I do appreciate them for supporting me and I will take care of them and they can pay me back by being pretty and not hurting! Did I mention I am insanely envious of anyone with "good" feet.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
- I am an anglophile.
- I desperately want to go on an Alaskan cruise.
- I have experienced a supernatural occurrence. I honestly believe I was visited by something evil and had to pray it away! And pray I did!!!
- I sometimes read 3 different books at the same time. I read one for awhile and switch to a different one and so on.
- I want to be an adventurer but stuff scares me. Or grosses me out.
- I have OCD tendencies and must squash my need to be a control freak!
- Occasionally, since childhood, I crave sliced, salted raw potatoes.
Whew! That's done. A little update on the fifty things to do before I turn 50: I attended the release of Breaking Dawn by Stephanie Meyer with my friends and hundreds of screaming teenagers, I have read 8 books, I will be going to the coast with some friends to obtain the henna tattoo on August 30th. Much to my ultimate dismay I have not lost one single solitary stinking pound yet. I am making slow progress on knitted caps - it is really hard to knit when it is 100 plus degrees - it is totally a mind thing. A promise is a promise and the 50 caps will be completed by January 24th. I am still accepting brilliant ideas to be compiled on my list of things to do.
Totally random and unrelated, the following cartoon had me laughing out loud. Oh the joys of parenthood!!!
I remember when my daughters snuck off and got belly button piercings. Good Grief!