My daughter will, in five short days, board a flight to Ghana, solo. I’m not ready. Ok, maybe I’d never be ready, but, I mean, really, Ghana? I remember the first time she flew solo from our home in San Jose to her father’s home in Sacramento. She was 11, maybe. It seems like yesterday…the nervousness, the sweaty palms, the […]
Disneyland is, of course, the happiest place on earth. My daughter and I just spent two days roaming the vastness that is Disneyland and California Adventure as a celebratory march into her 16th year of life. There is something about this place that brings back that childhood joyousness and innocence, nudges us to let go of all things stressful and painful, […]
Oh Monday, Monday Most hated of the days How you haunt our weekends With your displeasing haze With gratitude we pass you Oh Monday from Hell To endure your neighbor Tuesday Who hates you, we can tell Alas, there comes the Wednesday The day we most can bear We walk as if in slumber Thinking, yes, we’re halfway there. Dear Thursday, second best You lift our spirits some We see the light that hovers there The end of the week to come Oh Friday, my dear friend Our favorite by far Oh how we love you Friday The rest we find sub par The weekend is upon us! What happiness abounds We sleep, we play, we carry on With smiles all around Come Sunday night, however Our moods begin to soil When once again we realize With Monday comes more toil Oh Monday, Monday Most hated of the days Why must you torment us By repeating in this way?
Lately, when I venture over to Facebook, I see, more often than not, the same “Suggested Post”. Now, I am fully aware that these posts will show up based on things I’ve posted in my own feed or things I’ve perused on the wonderful world wide open-to-anyone-to-stalk-you web. For example, I expect to see suggested posts about Universal Studios Hollywood […]
I’m telling you, we got this ALL wrong. We need a do-over! Remember that scene in the Superman movie, when Margo Kidder gets caught in the car and dies, and Superman goes into space and does his speedy flying thing in reverse of the earth’s normal orbit and time goes backward? Yes, that’s what we need. When “they” say that technology has made our lives easier, I call bullshit. No,no, no, it has not. For one thing, before cell phones, if my daughter ran out of toilet paper, that was her problem. I wouldn’t be getting 36 text messages about it while trying to have coffee with a friend. Yes, remember face to face interactions? I still have those. I didn’t have to listen to that strangers loud one-sided phone conversation while trying to have lunch and read the paper in peace. Never did the thought cross my mind that someone might take my photo surreptitiously as I wandered into Starbucks in sweats with my bed-head and yesterday’s make up. And that’s just the beginning people. And let’s talk about productivity shall we? I am old enough to remember when we had to WRITE things…letters, cards, school papers, checks even! Do I wish we still had to? Of course not! The time saved is a spectacular human achievement. But here is where we misstepped ladies and gentlemen. We should have stood back and said, wow, look at that. We just […]
My daughter is, in the most objective of ways, awesome. She’s sweet, kind, generous and forgiving. She would adopt every stray she came across if her mother would let her (which she most emphatically will not). She befriends the lonely and protects the weak. She once befriended a stranger laying in a gurney at the hospital when her grandfather was in the ER because she looked “sad and alone”. She just has that kind of gentle and caring spirit. With this in mind, understand my trepidation at the thought of her DATING. For longer than I should have, I just put it out of my mind and hoped it didn’t happen while I still had my sanity. At the very least, I held out hope that it wouldn’t happen until I started drinking again (post-cleanse in Thailand in 2014, I am still more or less alcohol free…damn!). Sadly for me, but certainly more joyously for her, the time has come and, well, I am grossly unprepared. This has led to some very humorous discussions, mostly led by my brave girl, about what I am and what I am not ok with (holding hands, yes, kissing, uh NO). Honestly, her guess is as good as mine. Frankly, I yearn for the days when I was the only one she wanted to hold hands with. Seriously, that was just a month or two ago so don’t judge me. However, at this very […]