Me in the Hard Rock.
Table For Two Please.
lil B and I decided to have yummy Mexican for lunch today. The hostess seats us, and lil B decides to sit in the seat across the table from me. I think for a second. "Good idea? Not a good idea?" I let it go and allow her to sit there.
As we sit sharing the chips and salsa, excitedly recapping the events that took place at Kids Gym that morning, I felt out of place. It was like being in an alternate universe. My lil B seemed all grown up. Talking, eating, drinking the restaurant cup w/straw requiring no assistance from me. It scared the shiat out of me. WTF has happened to my BABY?!
The lunch continued this way. Pleasant, enjoyable. Not the typical lunch one expects with a toddler. However, I did catch myself saying, "Don't stuff your mouth. Sit still. Use your napkin." WTF has happened to me?!
My child is becoming me, and I have become my mother. God has a sick sense of humor.
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On The Road Again.
We are moving. Again. Since I left NY, I have almost lost count of the number of times I have moved from state to state, city to city. I truly have not been able to call any place home in 17 years.
Despite my habitual relocating, I actually despise the whole process. Packing, unpacking, redecorating, yadda, yadda, and yadda. If I could afford to move into a new place and dress it up right away, maybe then it wouldn't be as bad. However, I can't. To add salt to my wounds, I am impatient too. When I want something done, I want it done yesterday. Moving into a new home always requires new window treatments, bedspreads for newly added beds, furniture, and again...yadda, yadda, and yadda.
So, here is to what may be the last few months. I love my current house. But yet again, it has proven not to be permanent.
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Ball Biter
While waiting to board our flight home from the big apple a couple weeks ago, my lil B was playing with her new Minnie Mouse ball. It was the perfect toy to keep her entertained. That was until she decided to take a bite out of it.
"Sweetheart! We don't bite balls!"
The old man sitting in his wheelchair who had been pleasantly amused by her play, slaps his knee and chuckles hard.
Mortified, I realize how dirty my statement sounded.
Leave it to the dirty old man. Polluting my innocent mind. No matter how true this statement might be.
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11 Secrets Women Keep
1. Everything a woman buys for herself -- from shoes to skirts and even shampoo -- really costs 20 percent more than she tells you.
2. She actually thinks about sex -- with you -- a lot. (It's just that by the end of the day she's too tired to do anything about it.)
3. She is just as nervous about commitment as you are.
4. She may be modern and independent, but she still wants you to be "the man."
5. Her ex-boyfriends were not completely terrible in bed.
6. She is scared that she'll turn into her mother. (So the worst insult you can throw at the woman you love is, "You're acting just like your mother.")
7. She wants you to be jealous -- but just a little bit.
8. Yes, she fantasizes about hot celebrity guys, but that doesn't mean she wants you to be one of them.
9. She tells her girlfriends more than she will ever admit to you (but less than you fear).
10. She really does notice and appreciate all the chores you do.
11. She loves you with all her heart, but she still gets wistful about the fact that she'll never feel that falling-in-love sizzle and spark again.
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Knock knock...
Me: "Who is it?" Her: "Your past."
Having spent last week in my old 'hood, I saw some old and very familiar faces. It is amazing how life takes us in different directions. Places I could NEVER have imagined any of us going. Then to top it all off, I stumble across my first love.
It sounds silly to think I felt butterflies in my tummy when I saw his picture. It was so long ago that I 'knew' him. But, there is something about that first love that you hold with you forever. Innocent love, fresh and young. Of course, my love for my husband is far more vibrant and fulfilling than any love I have encountered or could want, but memories of the first time are - sweet and comforting. A time long gone, but not forgotten.
It has been 18 years since I first fell in 'love'. Although if you count my childhood crush on Keith...
"Mama...Mama...???" Got to run...the present is calling.
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Crickets
..were actually an annoying sound for me when I moved from NYC to the south. Well, as of this weekend, the sound on TRAFFIC is the most annoying sound in the world. I love NYC but messing with my sleep makes me reconsider the love.
More later. I am too exhausted to post.
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