Today Miss Charlotte will have a highly anticipated play date with two friends. Every time she talks about it, she gets a huge grin on her face, and asks me how many more days. Today it will be “how many more hours?” Wouldn’t it be nice if grown ups got as excited about getting together?…
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Shiraz And World Peace
And then there is mom. Pretty sure I’d fall to pieces without dear old mom. We say that so light heartedly sometimes – “dear old mom.” The reality is, really, I would fall to pieces. Anyone who knows me well, knows this to be true. My friends often envy my relationship with my mother, and…
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Waking Up
Trust me – there are benefits to midlife. First of all it’s an awakening, not a crisis. Granted, much to the dismay of others, we sometimes awaken to the fact that we need a corvette ASAP. We awaken to the reality that we have put all of our hopes and dreams on hold. Maybe much worse, we…
Read MoreCakes, Vomit, and Love
As I sat in bed last night, enjoying what seemed to be the millionth episode of “Cake Boss,” with Buddy Valastro’s biggest fan,(my 9 year old daughter), I was jolted out of my half asleep, sort of spaced out relaxation mode, by a loud, roaring sound that caused me to scream, concerned my daughter had…
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Keep Fighting
I recently enjoyed a telephone conversation with a dear old friend, whom I haven’t seen in years. Amazing, isn’t it, how years apart won’t change that bond? We covered the topics of raising adult children, and our more relaxed state with our younger ones, who came along later in life. We discussed midlife goals,…
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Frustrated Yet Thankful
Devastated today. A dear friend lost her battle with cancer this morning. I am nauseous and exhausted from thinking about it. I’m just so sad. There is never enough time. Nothing can prepare us. We have to face pain sometimes. One of my strongest feelings today was frustration. I was making plans to go see…
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Mom’s Faithful Table
It’s about six feet long, four feet wide, made of a sturdy, old formica….and it knows all of my secrets. If mom’s kitchen table could talk, I’d be in big trouble. It’s edges are lovingly worn from our elbows leaning, and our hands running across the smoothness as we share our hearts. My mother and…
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Solitide? No Thanks
Extroverts suck at taking alone time. I can only speak of my own experiences, and that’s how it is for this extrovert. Due to my midlife crisis and constant confusion about what I want to be when I grow up….I thought a weekend alone in the city would be just what the doctor ordered –…
Read MoreSome Things About Me
Thanks Rachel, over at http://www.lifebeyondmommy.com ! I was tagged to answer some fun questions and pass it on, so here goes…. Four names people call me other than my real name: Mommy/mom/mama (depending on the child) Honey Missy (friends who’ve known me since I was a kid) Sunshine Four Jobs I have had: Waitressed pizzas Loaded trucks…
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I Was Toast
I recently wrote about my love for concerts, so now you have to hear about my “first time.” Two flat chested, big haired, 15 year olds dropped off by our mothers at The Metro Center in Rockford, IL to see Bon Jovi. (you know you loved Slippery When Wet!) Our moms were good sports. They…
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