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Friday, November 16, 2007

Awaiting her Return!

Mother and Daughter Thirty year age difference


So last night, way too late I posted a whole montage of black and white crazy pictures. This morning I had posters remorse. I replaced them with these. I called Pepper in a tizzy wanting to redo the post. She agreed that we didn't need to air our dirty linen. Some of the pictures did look pretty childish and ugly. At least these ones depict only a little silliness, instead of full on crazy!







These pictures are posted to comfort Pepper, make her smile while she is alone so far from home!

I MISS YOU TERRIBLY HONEY!











They were taken the day before she left for her trip. We took a few moments out of an extremely busy day to jump in a photo booth. But after paying three dollars for three pictures ( one didn't even develop) I decided to take some myself using my own camera.
Very often my daughter has been mistaken for Avril Lavigne...too many times to mention. She's about the same size, with similar features and hair. Quite a few times while she's been away she has heard young girls whispering, insisting to their friends that she's Avril! Arguing excitedly, believing that's who she is!


Pepper met the Drummer from
Trooper since she's been away. Most of the band members live in the lower mainland of B.C. too! She had to restrain herself from singing the song" We're here for a good time, not a long time". But it played in her head the whole time he spoke to her!
She sat on the plane beside a CBC Photographer. Also in town for business. He said one of the worse assignments he's had so far was those California fires. Woman were begging him to take them through to see if there homes were still standing! He found that heartbreaking.


Pepper talks to everyone and really enjoys meeting new people, she loves the quaint city but misses her family! We miss her so much too! It's been ten days! We're counting down......three more to go! I think this is the longest time we've been apart since she was born!
Love you baby! Hugs and kisses Mom!


Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Writers Island " Friendship"




















Pepper this Halloween,

I miss my daughter who is a long way from home in Canadian Prairies on business. I am so fortunate to be able to call her one of my best friends. Big shout out to Pepper who will be reading this in the morning before work! Love you baby, come home soon, you are so missed! Hugs and kisses to you!

I am also blessed to have an eclectic array of friends.My high criteria for friendship manages to be exceeded by these wonderful people in my life. I'm not as attentive a friend as I have been in the past. My energy level isn't conducive for maintaining daily communication with each and every person that I love. So I pace myself and my relationships as so. Still I feel more fortunate than most, because my friendships are intimate, genuine, and fairly harmonious. We share intelligent conversation, as well as some crazy blather! I am so lucky to have such good people in my life! Hugs to all my friends off line and online!
Writers Island Prompt "Friendship"

Fabulous

Reasonable

Interesting

Enduring

Nice

Dynamic

Savvy

Humorous

Indispensable

Passionate


Fanciful

Reputable

Innovative

Extraordinary

Noble

Debonair

Silly

Honest

Intimate

Peaceful

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Sunday Scribblings "Right and Left"


Sunday Scribblings " Left and Right"

Now I know why I can be so whacked out at times! According to Similar minds dot com,I’m fifty two percent Right brained, thirty four percent left brain….and well who knows where the rest went…seems to be fourteen percent a float.. That must be the eccentric part. The crazy side of my brain, the in-between side that agreed to let my daughter dye her hair with green Kool-Aid for Saint Patrick’s Day when she was eight. It’s must be that brain void that put me behind the wheel sanely heading in one direction only to have me make a complete one eighty towards a totally unexpected destination.

I know my right brain is the part that despises too much structure; in fact an itinerary of any sort makes me cringe. Time is an adversary for me, never enough, with days being way too short. If I could structure things my way, we’d sleep and eat when we felt the urge and days would be at least 72 hours long. I guess that’s why I never wore a watch much. Drum roll please. Yeah and that’s why I’m always late too! I can’t seem to judge time well! I always think I have more of it than I do. Miscalculation of integers is my nightmare!

Thankfully some of the left brain invasion has made me a fairly good parent. I promised myself I would assure punctuality for any functions pertaining to my daughter. I did keep my word; clearly she tends to be early most of the time. I’m quite practical despite the side of me that’s a bit of a nutcase. I am the type of person who could think up a South Park episode just by living through a plugged toilet. I’ll admit there are times when I’m crassly bazaar in my thinking. But I always come back to the safety of my left brain logic.

Sometimes my goofy blunt vulgarity is exchanged for a deep, insightful wisdom. Other days I feel like a hot air balloon ready for take off, needing to expunge some of that assorted silly grossness just to get off the ground. Anyway I am off to attempt a poem around this craziness.

Friday, November 09, 2007

Illustration Friday "Scale"



Illustration Friday "Scale"

Wouldn't it be fun?

I often wish I could revise
the colors of nature
and the mundane
on a whim
Just to make my eyes
laugh
and to surprise my soul!

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Writers Island " Unforgettable"


After much nagging from friends and family Pepper finally got her learners license…Freedom is just around the corner for me, Woo-hoo, I can feel it now! She loves public transit which is her little contribution to keeping the world green. But soon she may get the driving bug!!! It’s about time!!! Good job hun!!!

I have out of Town Company plus my daughters preparing for a very impromptu business trip which seems to always involve me. I played the hurry up and wait game all day long.

Writers Island prompt " Unforgettable"

I had a plan for this prompt, but life got in the way!

Today we went into North Vancouver, a thirty five minute trek from home. Even though I was raised there it’s rare that I make that trip. Pepper and I spent the day tying up loose ends before she leaves. In order to pass some time while she dealt with business I popped into an urban teen store. Looking to find Pepper warm clothes for the below zero weather in the prairies. Out of my peripheral vision I spotted a man my age cranking his head around, to face me. I could feel his pensive stare. Thankfully I was wearing my sunglasses, even though it was a rainy day. (Don’t even ask, they’re my protection from the world.).

My intuition tweaked as my body continued to calculate why a lone male of fifty would be shopping in a teen’s store. Not quite cognitive of what my physical self already knew. ( Check out Gavin De becker's book “ The Gift of Fear”) When the final equation was tallied I realized he was familiar to me. In an instant my brain aligned with my physical being and I knew! He was one of the unforgettable weirdos I happened upon during online dating two years ago. An extremely desperate, needy widower who spoke in freaky staccato notes without taking a breath! He was so demanding and aggressive it frightened me.

Not surprising he would be in the store trying to control what his now sixteen year old daughter wears. After all he wanted me to wear his dead wife’s clothing. During our first ever phone conversation he wanted my full body size so I could fit into his deceased wife’s clothes. Is that a little presumptuous or what? Even though I am a large woman I am pretty particular about what I wear, it’s not likely you’ll find me wearing a fat ladies cat shirt! Did I mention this guy was into Big Beautiful women?

It was more than obvious that he recognized me. Inching himself away from the salesgirl into my direction. I began to panic. He became more blatant in his stares and gestures. He’d never seen me in person before; this was our (almost) first encounter. You know how some days you look better than others. Well today I actually looked not too shabby! I discretely ambled in the opposite direction, making as though I’d not realized him. I pushed my shopping cart nonchalantly towards my escape route, THE DOOR. With relief I bolted pretty fast down the mall towards my daughter, who could see my look of horror as she continued her important phone call. At first she thought I’d had an accident in my pants. As if! Pepper laughed hysterically when I shared my story. Later while waiting on a chair I saw him pass with his daughter in tow, heading towards the same store Maybe we were more alike than I first thought…No no,no,no….shakes head…My body wouldn’t lie!

Monday, November 05, 2007

Illustration Friday " Hats"

This is my contribution for Illustration Fridays prompt " Hats" I have been a hat freak as far back as I can remember. I had tams, a sombrero with blue tassels, black hats, straw hats, jesters hats, hats with bows, Santa hats, you name it I have tried it out. Except for baseball caps, they're not for me, and have never worn one!

I think I passed my hat fetish onto my daughter who has been wearing unique ones as far as I can remember too. She's had every color fuzzy hat, a top hat, a fedora, a western hat, toques, and special occasion hats. The latest was a pill box hat we made for a summer wedding. What a hit that was! I don't wear hats as often now but I am such an admirer. Maybe I should have been a hat maker.



Yesterday would have been my dads eighty eighth birthday. I was so fortunate to have such a kind and loving father. A man who truly knew who I was. My dad was a very demonstrative huggy bear, but I don't think he ever got the accolades he truly deserved for being such a patient man.

Hug your dad today and tell him how much you appreciate all he's done. In comparison to many dads I had one of the best.There are way too many absent fathers today. It's never too late to become involved with your children. It wasn't until my mom was married for quite sometime that she recouped a relationship with her dad. In the end it was a very fulfilling relationship that had been so misunderstood.Thankfully she took the chance to get to know him despite his past transgressions.

Saturday, November 03, 2007

Sunday Scribblings " Money"


Sunday Scribblings " Money"

There's a huge hoopla here in Canada now that our dollar has risen to an all time high never before documented. A huge fear everyone will scramble to do across border shopping, affecting our economy. I have my own money issues and look forward to a few deals here at home.

The Cost


I’ve had it,

Fiscal Comfort,

With a price

Of anguish

Still frugal

Yet generous

Everything I needed

And more

Was available

For the Taking

Or the asking

Then one day

It wasn’t

But somehow

The universe provided

Deeply humbled

By Carnations

Instead of roses

Videos

Instead of theaters

Homemade

Instead of tailor made

Spiritual

Instead of material

Necessity

Instead of frivolity

The taker

Instead of the giver

The needy

Instead of the affluent

Cautious

Instead of careless

All in exchange

For Peace!

One day I will have it all again, along with serenity!

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