19 posts tagged “mom”
I really, really miss everyone.
I miss my daughter. She is on spring break this week and has been with her father/aunt since last Saturday and will stay there 'til Sunday.
I miss my brother and sis-in-law. They are a million miles away.
I miss my parents. Since I work every day, I can't make it back home to hang with them.
I miss my sister. Even though she's a bitch.
I miss my niece. I put up with my sister for my niece.
I miss my grandpa. I saw someone that reminded me of him and my heart was ripped from me. I went up and hugged that old man hard and I wished he was my grandpa.
I really, really miss everyone. This week, it's been hard.
This pic is from the Half Moon Bay post.
And what was happening here was the following:
Lorelai: Mommy. Can I have a lemon for my water?
Goldie: Sure. Just don't make a mess.
(Lorelai squeezed lemon into water like the dainty lady that she is)
Goldie: Hey Loli. I dare you to eat that lemon. I'll give you a dollar.
Lorelai: No wayyyyy!
Goldie: I'll give you FIVE dollars.
Lorelai: No! I have enough dollars.
Aw SNAP! I didn't know my daughter was rolling like that. We'll see if she has enough dollars when her next tooth comes out and it's time for the Tooth Fairy to make her rounds.
Which reminds me. I totally requested $20 from the Tooth Fairy once. I wrote that broad a letter; showed it to my parents (who promptly busted up laughing - I didn't understand why!) and woke up to the usual couple of bucks. Which I am thankful for! But still.
I take an ecology class, and the "lab" portion of the class consists of field trips.
My sister wrote this. Which is very funny.
Then my mom commented this: "So which one of you wrote the notes in crayon and signed my name? "
As I was going to respond: "That was me. And I signed dad's name cus his was more jagged and crazy and copy-able. It was the SECOND time that I did it that I actually got caught. Your name was WAY too hard to forge (but Liv can do it)."
I realized that my sis forged too! Cus she wrote: "ha! the school called home to tell you guys that i forged a note once. i wrote it in colored pencil. the best part was that areon and i cut school to go to applebees and as we were walking back from eating, dad pulled up and picked us up. haha. i don't think he realized that we were cutting school because he was more than happy to take us back home."
I just laughed SO hard. So hard that I snorted out loud. My coworkers are asking me what I'm laughing at.
It's funny that we both forged. In coloured writing utensils.
It's funny that our parents found out.
It's funny that my dad just picked up my sis and her friend with no qualms.
I used to cut school. A LOT! I still managed to pull off good grades. Thank goodness for the understanding, Vallejo City Unified School District (now state controlled, thankyouverymuch*).
Anyway. When we cut, they'd send reports that said that "Goldie missed 47 classes." NOT DAYS! They'd take the number of individual classes you missed and would put that in the report. I think it was a scare tactic namely because of the fact that I came home one day and my dad said:
"Some lady from the school came by and said that you've missed 119 classes. WTF?!"
Yes. I cut. But SOMEONE CAME FROM THE SCHOOL TO TELL MY DAD THIS?! SUCKY! As if I were the worst truant in the school. So bad that I needed the personal touch of an administrative person to come and tattle tale on me. Let us not forget that I had at least a B-average in school. Whack.
*This is actually sarcasm and I'm extremely sad about the state of my city and its school district.
My mom wrote this and I found it to be quite freaking awesome:
Growing up, I (like most kids) thought adults had their stuff together.
Then I started working and realized how effed up a lot of grown people are... more than teasing, bullying kids.
My disillusion comes from my parents. And it's not a bad thing. My parents have shown me how to keep your life in line, how to be married (I don't know how to do that yet, but they are my example), how to be happy, how to be independent, how to love/like/not-like*, how to keep a house, how to raise a kid, how to keep those close to you close, how to not do stuff cus other people said to do stuff, and a whole lot more (A WHOLE LOT MORE).
The combination of greatness that is 'my mom and dad' has far outweighed the reality that the majority of the grown up world doesn't have what my parents do, and therefore, they can't share what my parents have shared with me and my brother and sister.
My parents rock and they teach me to be who I am and when I need balance cus I've been thrown off by some reality, they are that balance.
And they still like each other...
*did I tell you about the time someone said I was white trash and my mom said, "I'll show her white trash." My mom, by the way, is the furthest thing from white trash ever, but she's so multi-faceted, I'm sure she coulda pulled it out of somewhere.
I need to whiten my teeth. Stat. I'm thinking once I lose the weight I wanna take of, I'm fixin' ta whiten my teeth - more motivation to kick the fat off my body.
I am ashamed of myself! To my credit, I brush and floss multiple times a day.
edit: this photo is from a dinner on a boat during my Big Bear trip. It was a blast! More photos here, but check out how funny my mom and sister are. I made them pose:
Sometimes I think I've discovered all that the internet has to offer. Then I find out that I haven't!
My current obsessions are:
Timothy Ferriss - Experiments in Lifestyle Design - I found this while looking up some health stuff (read: how to kick my mom and sister's butt in our weightloss challenge). He not only addresses weight-loss, but a bazillion other things in "Lifestyle Design" (which I love the idea of!) I can not stop navigating his page.
Seth Godin - Basically marketing, but in easy to understand words. Yesssss$$$$$!
I can't get enough of these two since I found them. Seriously.
There have been some (overdue) changes a-brewing in my life and I feel that these two sites/books/authors came across my computer screen at the right time.
Lifestyle (re)design, here I come!
I admit - I can't get down with weave or wigs on myself. With the exception of hella moons ago (see bullet point 4), I didn't think I'd don fake hair again.
Until last night.
My mom performed a skit at an office party and she wore a long, hippy wig for it. Then I took it. For two reasons:
- Cus it's silly.
- Cus she said it made her hot, cus it went down to her waist. It was cold out, so I snatched that thing up and wore it as a blanket.
The wig was actually grey, but it looks blonde in these black and white photos. I think I like Goldie en Blonde. You might catch me with some blonde extensions soon.
Or not.
But it was fun. And warm.
My parents have lived in the same house for over twenty years. There is a plum tree in the back yard that has been growing plums, but they've been really hard and tart, otherwise birds would eat them.
I felt daring today, so I tried one. Not before my mom gave me a questionable look as I washed the fruit off in the sink. I had to check with my dad to make sure it was ok to eat. It was great. So I grabbed a few more and ate plums this afternoon. They were so good, I didn't mind waiting twenty years for them.
edit: if you look closely, you can see my flip flop tan. classsayyyyy.