I have been back from Connecticut over a week now and haven’t had a minute to write…so you know how busy I have been. But last week was quite full of just getting caught up at work, working in the yard trying to find the flowers coming up through all the leaves that didn’t get raked last fall, getting taxes done, and meetings after work, and getting poem books ready for our Show Me Clay Fan Club NotaGala gala.


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The visit to Connecticut was great……well, except for the 6 inches of snow and sleet we got one night (while you southerners were enjoying 70 degree weather). Harry had to shovel a path off the deck for their dog go get out to pee.






….and except the day I got deathly sick(sorry no pix of this sight) with my usual migraine symtoms (yes sara….it was the cold air that did it, not the two glasses of wine, I’m sure). Harry’s aunt and I had gone out for an early dinner(as we always do when i visit. she's single and my age) and the poor woman was worried sick and had to get me back to Lara's house and it took the two of them to get me in the house. Poor Lara had to try to get hold of a doctor(who wanted to know my allergies and list of medications I was on…as if I was conscious and could tell her) to get my meds (that I don’t take with me any more cause I never have these attacks any more……hmmmmmm) But, Miss Efficiency that my Darlin Daughter, is,she got the RX, put me to bed and checked on me to see if I was still alive, I guess.

Other than that, I had a great time. Grandson Illeas is growing so fast, scooting around everywhere, and laughing and babbling all the time. He has no problem letting his needs be known.




And wanted to let you know about all the other plans in the works. Darling Daughter and I are planning a trip to Hilton Head in June for some fun in the sun.




In August, Mobama, H2, and I are hitting the concert trail just like the teeny-boppers we have become and are planning a road trip in July to Dallas. Yes, I said ROADTRIP. Does that sound like a second-teenhood or what? Hey, you only go around once….you might as well enjoy it. And we are flying to Raleigh in August to hear our Idol in concert again. As you all know, you can’t get too much of a good thing. Hope you are enjoying your time on this planet as much as I am.




Speaking of the yard (remember….. i have AADD and my mind flits around a lot) I LOVE SPRING AND BEING OUTSIDE. The quince, forsythia, and flowering almond bushes are all in bloom….not to mention the crocus, hyacinths, jonquils, and all the tulips, hastas, hollyhocks, lilies, and irises poking their hopeful (hopeful that the deer don’t find them) heads into the sunshine.

Life is good.

it’s just me, geni

this picture of Little Miss Lara and Illeas is clickable.


HERE’S THE LATEST SCUTTLEBUTT
I’M HEADIN BACK TO CONNECTICUT
The darling grandson is almost one
So I couldn’t resist joining in the fun

I’m gettin lonely and couldn’t resist
Gotta learn what’s new and what I missed
Is he crawling and walking?
Is he singing and talking?

I hear him laughing when I phone
I can’t wait to see how he’s grown
I’ll get to hold him and tell him a tale
With fairies and genies him I’ll regale

Remember that daughter I blogged about
She called last night and did i shout
She’s says we’re going to Hillton Head
In June I’ll be traveling South instead

So don’t miss a blog when I send you a link
It might be more interesting that you think
And do leave a comment cause that’s how I know
That my visiting friends feel like quid pro quo

it's just me,

geni, jeanie, Jean Ann, jeananane,JA,mimi

Do you believe it is possible to hold two diametrically opposing views at the same time? ….to hold two completely opposite faiths in your heart?

I do believe it is possible…….because I do know both of these.

I believe we decide our own destiny.
I believe that God guides our steps.

I believe in reincarnation.
I believe in salvation through grace.

The reason I can do this is because I have a daughter.
I have never been pregnant and yet I have a daughter.

She is mine. I would give my life for her.
I knew when they called and told me they had a new baby girl for us that she had found me.

I believe God sent her to me.
And I believe her soul found a way to find mine.

She has a magnificent soul…..and it is an Old Soul.
I wish I was half the woman she has turned out to be.

I don’t know if she even knows these things. Oh, she knows I love her. I tell her almost every time I talk to her.

Here she is as Mary in the Church Christmas pageant. She seems rather dubious about playing this role perhaps because it was a bit part with no words. She wanted a starring role I think.






Not that she was an angel growing up. Oh no, she broke my heart a few times. We argued about everything from clothes, hair style, eye shadow, to picking up her messes, spending money, boyfriends, etc. just like every other mother of a daughter, I imagine. She was a wild one there for awhile.

But she’s a woman now and a fine one. A bossy one….one who knows her own mind and stubbornly sticks to it. But, then she’s my daughter….my image. She won’t like to read that, I’m sure. But it’s inescapable. It just seeps out in daughters and there’s not much she can do about it. Well, yes, some daughters do renounce their mothers and strive to be just the opposite. And that’s sad for both of them. I see and hear my own mother in myself constantly, especially now that I’ve reached a certain age (which shall remain nameless, of course) and I actually feel closer to her when it happens.

My daughter helped me change my life….made me realize what I was doing and how I was thinking. I had no idea I was full of anger, but she told me it was there. Of course, that just made me even angrier…at the time. It took years, but gradually I realized that she was right. I WAS angry. My mother was usually angry. I came from a troubled home. Loving but troubled.

And I decided I didn’t want to live that way any more. I used to say “people don’t change” but we CAN change….it takes a long time and a lot of introspection, but we can change. I’ve done more in the last five years of my life than all the years before. Things I always wanted to do. Things that make me happy. Maybe it’s the new millennium, maybe the stars are now aligned in my favor. I think it was my daughter. I thank her. I love her. I’m proud of her. She’s mine.

This daughter of mine went with me to my first Clayconcert…..and she is definitely not a fan. (well no one is perfect….) We used to go on trips together before she got married and a lot of plays in NYC.



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This poem, written on her wedding day is one of my best, I think.





LARA ON THE LAWN

Like dried flowers between the pages of a book
She will press these hours into memory
To preserve them for as long as
Books continue to be read and
Love continues to blossom.


And this one I wrote twenty years ago.

MENOPAUSE AND PUBERTY

I know I lost my temper
I know I screamed at you
It’s so infuriating
The teen-aged things you do.

Such fierce antagonistas
At 40 and 14
Menopause and puberty
Revolt in every gene

But I have the advantage
I’ve been to both these lands
Remember adolescence
Remember all my plans

But that’s not such a credit
To see where I’ve come from
I know I’m not the woman
I wanted to become

Plans turn into frustrations
And this you’ll not believe
I know one compensation
In 30 years, you’ll be me
geni

She has a birthday this month and I want to get an early start …


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