Archive | May, 2010

Waffle takedown….DUN DUN DUN DUUUUN

Mothers Day ’10
started out on a covert
mission to get a waffle!!
No kids in sight..
two mothers out
to satisfy themselves with
great company and
a perfect way to say
I am a cool mom!
Bread and Ink on Hawthorne
hit a home run again.
Angela (my sister from know)
spoiled me with her company and treated me to
an amazing morning.
As you can see from the pic
there was carnage.
No I am not ashamed.
I join the leagues of waffle
cone sures
and counted myself to be among the elite!!
This is my second Mothers Day at the B&I
and I plan to be there in ’11
with bells on!
Join Me?
kisses and lashes

Running away!

if you know anything about me you would know
I LOVE my bike.
You won’t find me pestering you
riding down crowed streets,
but on a quiet block smiling at the neighbors and
daydreaming in every large 80 year old home.
I took my dear love out and rode for an
hour and stopped at Grant park.
My intensions are to read, but
the surroundings are so electric, I was
too distracted.
The sound of the tennis balls were like a heart beat.
Then the kids squealing was like music.
The trees..grass and sounds…man oh man.
It was like being in the heart of a happy person.
No book could compare.
(plus the book was trite)
Our cities are squeezing tight and
finding quiet green space is precious…
get out and explore your city…
just don’t get in my way
when you see the pink helmet coming
kisses and lashes

Letting go

How do you let go of your child?
What a complicated and tangled duty.
I wished for her
I dreamed of her
I carried her
nursed her
changed her and my whole world
Now, I am being asked to let her go.
To live with a lives work and then open your door
and say bye…huh uh..don’t want too
you may say its right but I want her, little ,
smiling at me and not seeing my shortcomings
thinking I made the sun come up.
sitting in my rocker to nurse at 2 am SHARP.
Laughing crying SCREAMING..
clutching pushing..the mother daughter
dynamic is STILL the most intricate of all the
relationships…but is deep
self observing and amazing.
If I could tell you one thing..
I never willingly want to let my babies go..
but life calls for them from day 1.
Imposing itself on my time with them.. now she is
18 and full of anticipation…
OK WORLD.. I am letting go
and you better treat her right…
love her
honor her
listen to her
signed :heartbroken mother of a new woman.
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