powerpuffwomen

11:40 pm: You dumbass
That's irony.

I re-read that me-me, and how I am navigating this insecurity, (and using the word navigating is no accident here) and on a night like tonight I am like, WTF????

Tonight I pretty much parallel parked a 38 ft. sailboat on a dime---in one swing mind you, in front of a bunch of racers done for the evening, (one of them being my instructor from a prior course who said, "Look at you!" with a thumbs up.)

Nailed it.

Thrice mind you, I docked Melissa, textbook.  Once just port-side with no impediment, once making a tight u-turn into a tight space in-between two other cruising boats alongside a dock, and then once backing in...omg it felt so good to have this boat under my control and it did exactly what I asked and expected it to do. (Did I mention I went second after the first guy *bleeped* it up.

Now I just need this kind of confidence when I am on the boat with hubby, and I know better, and have to exert my authoritay! But see, this is the kind of thing I feel like you have to treat delicately, like in "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" when they convince the dad that she needs to go to school and make it seem like it's his idea.  But what's hard is that Mr. I Am Always Right" gets angry when he is challenged.

This is why that insecure girl comes out.  She hates angry Dave.  So she tried to placate or walk on eggshells to avoid him.

She needs to kick his ass from here to NYC.

11:53 am: I have no words, but obviously she does
My daughter wrote this last night. I want to make a joke and say "oy the pre-teen emo angst emerging" but knowing her as I do, and being a parent now, these words made gave me pause, and put myself in a child's shoes just for a moment.



no she's not 5 but I guess that is where she chose to set the narrator.

 

10:02 am: Memories, Meatloaf, pesto, and poetry: an appreciation (public)
I'm not sure if anyone will understand this post or why I'm posting it, but I haven't been moved to write much in the past few months, and last night I was.

( Here's the throw, here's the play at the plate---Holy cow, I think he's gonna make it! )

01:35 pm: The 3 Day...
I will say that this year's experience did not have the same intense "impact" that last year's walk had on me, but I think that's only natural. It was the second time around, and I knew what to expect, and what was coming. That's not to say it wasn't emotionally moving, or wonderful. Plus, I got to experience the intense joy through the eyes of my newfound, first-time walker friends.

( more under the cut )

There are so many more stories, I'll have to do another post tomorrow. This one is huge already, and not dial-up friendly.

12:39 pm: Looks like Sabine made her last entry
and no, she's not coming after your ass with a gun or anything.
*insert huge eyeroll here*

http://alinguafranca.blogspot.com/

03:07 pm: fiction
There once was a girl
who had a little curl
right in the middle of her forehead.
And when she was good,
she was very, very good.
And when she was bad,
She was horrid.

I come home to find you on the sofa, bare-chested and in jeans, a sight for sore eyes after a long, sad day. I plop my purse down and curl up next to you. I can't resist nuzzling your skin with my nose, inhaling every essence of you. It's warm and sweet. Then I twirl my fingers though the chest hair you've let grow out, just for that very purpose. I bet your skin would be salty to my lips if I pressed them where they rested, below your shoulder, next to your nipple.

Your arms wrap around me tighter, pulling me closer. You stroke my hair. Encouraged, I take the nipple into my mouth, making you arch against the back of the couch. I cock my head to see your grin surrounded by bright flush cheeks. I want to reach up and caress that beautiful face; to lavish love upon it for the way it looks at me. But I stay still.

"You minx, you're so naughty."
"You like me naughty," I say.
"I love you naughty."

It's then I reach up to stroke your face. Damn visceral sentimentality; it threatens to betray me. I close my eyes against the oncoming tide.

"Hey." Your voice gently caresses my heart. "What is it?"

My smile presses against the skin of your chest. I can feel your heart beating under my cheek.

"It's nothing. It's everything. It's the Grand Canyon, a microbe, and everything in between. It's the Treaty of Versailles and a pinky swear." I open my eyes even though they are wet. You are bemused.

"You love me naughty.
You love my goodness.
You love my bad, ugly, beautiful, cranky, messiness.
You love my scars.
You love my spirit.
You love my failures."

I stop and you nod ardently.

"Why?" I ask.
You lean down and kiss me. "Because you love me naughty. And you love my bad, mean, and ugly. You love my ego, pride, and temper. You always see my innate goodness, and love me in spite of myself."

I nod. "Cool."

Your laughter rings rich and warm. "Cool?" You pull me up so I'm cradled on your lap, and I let my head loll against your neck and shoulder. A warm breeze comes through the sliders. You reach for the remote, and out of the dim of the evening light the hometown team appears in glorious high definition stereo.

"We are so going to kick your ass."

I poke you and whisper in your ear:

"No matter to me. As long as I get last licks."


~end.

08:24 am: better
I wanted to take that link out and share it here, because I actually *had* meant to narrow that list down. *sigh* That was stupid to talk about why I f-locked like that not thinking... At least I do stupid shit like that less now. LOL

http://alinguafranca.blogspot.com/

I think she writes well.

11:59 pm: come on! play!
This is just for smooshylooshy I wasn't going to do this but I shuffled my ipod on my way home from work and got a really interesting list of tunes, LOL. There's only 10 or so though. I am to post the first line or so of the songs that came on for you to "Name that tune"! Some are really easy.

1) All I can say is that my life is pretty plain.
2) Oh my love, my darling
3) Use every chance you've been given, she replied
4) Breaking my back just to know your name
5) Like anyone would be, I am flattered by your fascination with me.
6) If I didn't love you I'd hate you.
7) Is it all in that pretty little head of yours?
8) When you try your best and you don't succeed.
9) I'd like to put you in a trance.
10) If you need me, call me.
11) God sometimes you just don't come through.

Give it a go folks. I will strike the ones guessed.

I just have to add, I am watching TDS from this week, and Jon Stewart has just remarked that Bush's comments on Iraq in Japan are a Haiku. ROFLMAO!
"I've consistently
Said as the Iraqis stand
Up, we will stand down."

Hee.

07:23 pm: name that tune
I am at work and it's finally slow, as is the f-list. LOL Can I lure anyone out of lurkdom with a game? Long, long, ago, in a land called the Clutch, we used to challenge each other's knowledge of song lyrics. I'll start with an easy one. *g*

"Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Back to the rule and I hit the ground running"

12:50 am: Tired...
I've had such a long day; yet, I need to continue since I haven't all that needed to be done today. Sigh. I just needed to get that off my chest. I just read a few irritating work emails that came in tonight, and that just made me cranky. Okay, so I realize this was totally not enlightening a post but it did make me feel a bit better.

Okay, I should get back to it if I eventually want to get to bed. I have a busy day tomorrow too. Maybe I should have skipped choir tonight. Oh well, everything will get done eventually.