Thursday, October 29, 2009

Happy Birthday Dad.

My father is...well, himself. What you see is what you get. He loves with his whole heart. He is temperamental and moody and can be as ornery as one sixty plus year old man can. He is my dad. He has been through his own form of hell, pain, loss, hurt and fear, he would say, I suppose we all have, in some form or another. He says restrant when talking of a place to go out and eat. His favorite phrase is “there. you.go.” for just about anything that he agrees with and that he feels he should comment. Once you have been around him for any length of time you somehow adopt said phrase and use it as well. He helps strangers. When I was a child people said I was his spitting image, of that I was proud. After thirty years of watching my mom, myself and my sisters head off to church every Sunday, he now joins my mom each Sunday for mass. He loves to be outdoors. He can fix anything. His ability as an artist is his true gift, a gift he keeps close to his heart and shares only with family.
My daughter will call him Papa, as do all of his grandchildren. He makes duck sounds and vairous whistles to make my girl laugh, smile and give him attention. He gives strong hugs. He is honest even when it hurts, you or him. Without his love I am not sure where I would be.
Saturday is his birthday. No tricks or treats, just my memories and wishing him a happy day.

Love you dad, happy early birthday.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Tuning in.

The holidays are approaching at a rapid speed. I can't think about Halloween without thinking pumpkin, which leads to pie which leads to thoughts of baking for Thanksgiving which leads to Black Friday (in a former life would have led to an awesome celebration in the retail world in which I once lived) now I think that I need to get on the ball shopping for Christmas. I believe every year the holdiays come and go faster and faster, or it is just the older I get the less I remember and the lack of processing allows time to fly. Whichever it is I was not prepared to walk into the store yesterday to "Sleighbells ring are ya listenin'" and I don't even think I was paying attention to the tune until I began to sing it to myself as I browsed the shelves...and here it is a full twenty four hours later and I am still a singin'. Here they come ready or not.

This picture has no relative meaning to my post however, when I left the Holiday drenched store this guy was waiting in the opposite parking spot from me...I believe he enjoyed my singing.


Friday, October 9, 2009

Ouch...what a weak

I feel weak this week. It has been emotionally draining to say the very least, a previous visitor is back at my house that I am not ok with, it has been a week for the books with Ave, and I am in need of a weekend away!

To top off the week we started like this yesterday...

and after a mishap with the sitter and a stroller malfunction ended the day like this...

Whew...bring on some weekend happies!

Tuesday, October 6, 2009


I am trying to find the right words for this post.  For the past...let's say 5 months I have been uneasy, about my house, my marriage,  my existence.  I have questioned where I actually belong, where my so called "station" in life is grounded.  I fear losing "it", whatever "it" may be, I guess I have always questioned trust, and honesty.  BUT today, I believe that I trusted that I would hear that my daughter's 6 month check up would be nothing but "she is perfect"  "Moving right along".  The Doctor's apprehension could have been A LOT worse, I know, the what if's are a lot easier to look at than the what are's,  nevertheless, I am thinking about both.   My girl needs evaluating, she needs assessment, she is my perfect girl, but something is not allowing her to be that to everyone else.   She will be, I don't doubt it, she is amazing and strong, and even as imperfect, she is amazingly perfect.


Friday, October 2, 2009

Strike a Pose...

I am telling you, she is getting big...sitting up in the tub...too big for her britches my Mimi would say.

She makes me laugh. Every. Single. Day.
Have a great weekend, going to enjoy the few days with my parents who are in town for a couple of days. Hope the days are sunny!