Happy New Year!

This isn't a self portrait as I know way better than to try such a thing (well, to be honest, I tried once...not good).


Anyway, I wish for you all a year of reaching for the stars and dreams coming true.


Happy New Year, everyone!!

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Mohawk

At 11:48 last night I received a text.  Texts sent at that time should be due to an emergency, right?

Nope.

Little guy: "I need to get a haircut tomorrow."


...and that's why I'm super happy that I'm a deep sleeper.


Skip to today after I dropped my sweet kiddo off at the barber shop. 


Little guy:  "I'm ready to be picked up now."

So I got in my car and head right on over.  And what happened next took me completely by surprise.

1. I drove right by my kid who had started walking home...because I did not recognize him!

2. I did not recognize him because he had a mohawk...something I thought he'd never do because his mom, me, had one in high school, too.


Having a little "Like Mother, Like Son" bliss.

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Lotsa Legs

I was watering some plants today, and as often happens, I managed to get something on my glasses.  I stuck my bottom lip out and blew straight up hoping to get rid of the leaf or dirt or whatever had gotten on there.  But nope, still there.  So I took off my glasses and what was there?  A big green spider, that's what.  So I tried blowing again...and it ran to the other side.  So I blew the other side...and it ran back to the first side.  And then I tried to flick it.  Gently, of course.  And it did its side-to-side routine again!

Until it was ready, on its own terms, to jump off.

Thanks for riding the Kali Express, little dude!

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Chickens are a Lot Like Babies

Having chickens is a lot like having babies again.  You know, in a chickeny kind of way.  I find that I'm suddenly involved with one in particular who loves to be held all the time.  She will come right to me when I go out there.  She'll let me endlessly hold her while I whisper sweet nothings and rub her back.  She'll happily sit on my lap just looking around taking the world in...and occasionally poop or spit up.

Yup, pretty much like having a baby again.  I actually think I might need to create a chicken sling so I can do some chicken wearing.

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When I was a Fish

I've got a kid in college now.  Does he talk about it?  Nope.  Do I have any idea what his grades are?  Ya...nope.  Mums the word on all that stuff. 

I suppose that's why a memory popped up for me.  When I was a freshman in college I tanked grade-wise.  I'd somehow managed to float through high school with very little effort and still ended up in the top ten percent, so actually needing to study in college took me by surprise.  Left me with an, "Oh....."

So I got to studying and managed to get myself all Dean's List worthy by Christmas.  So what did this totally broke college kid give her parents as gifts?  Little notepads made out of quartered "A" college papers.  The perfect little notepad for taking down a message by the phone.

And, by golly, as I recall, my parents used those sweet little notepads for a number of years. 

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Spring Break...uh, who's excited?

The kid and I were hanging out in the kitchen when we got home today.


Me:  "Yay, SPRING BREAK!!!"

Little guy:  "I'm definitely more excited than you are, mom."

Me:  "How do you figure?"

Little guy:  "I just know that all the students in town are more excited than their teachers about spring break."


Yeah, I'll let him think that.

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Fall Asleep Anywhere, Anytime, in Any Position

I have many memories of my maternal grandfather, and one of them is that he could sleep anywhere.  Anytime.  In any position.

Literally.

I very clearly remember him standing in a room, leaning against the wall while someone played music on the piano, and he was snoring.  Softly, but snoring nonetheless.

Well, yesterday I released my inner grandpa.  We were at a rocket launch waiting, waiting, waiting for the clouds to clear so we could launch.  It was crazy windy and a bit cold, so my little guy, one of his teammates, and I got in my dad's minivan.  They sat in the bench seat to watch a movie and I sat in one of those canvas chairs folks bring to soccer games and such.  (My dad's van is fairly emptied out to allow room for his wheelchair.)

Anyway, there I sat, eyes getting heavy, and before I knew it, I was seriously asleep.  I didn't know until I jolted awake.


Me:  "Did I snore?"

Little guy:  "No, mom.  You kind of slurped."


Hmmmmmmm...I don't remember my grandpa ever sleep slurping.

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Behind the Slang Curve

Driving around with the kid...sometimes I wonder just what percentage of my life has been spent doing just that.  Lucky for me, he's rather a delight and we have a pretty good time when we're together...even if he's convinced I'm a dork.


Little guy:  Puts on some music so he can play his "challenge mom with a song" game. 

Me:  "That's Gorillaz!"  I was super excited.  I knew the answer!

Little guy:  "Yup."

Me:  "Knowing that gives me some serious street cred, right?"

Little guy:  "Don't ever say that again, mom."

Me:  "What?  That's what all you guys are saying these days."

Little guy:  "Not for a really long time...you sound like a dork, mom."


Apparently slang is just like fashion for me...I run at least a year behind.  Dependent on what shows up in the thrift stores and all.  Perhaps I need to start getting my slang at retail prices.

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