My friends and I
are sitting, bored.
go talk into
I walk up to one
after convincing myself,
and loudly say, “Hi Katie” (Katie…Katie…Katie…)
The whole band
turns and stares
as heat crawls up my face. Silence.
Hardly anyone remembers it
it still echoes in my ears.
Everyone should have a child as sweet as my Fashionista. She is so thoughtful and conscientious. I am pretty sure she has her outfits chosen days in advance. Having said that, everyone slips up now and then. This morning, with 10 minutes until the bus shows up, TF was not dressed or packed up ready to go.
She told me her jeans were in the dryer. I knew there was no way they would be ready, so we moved on to Plan B. I pulled out a sweater of mine for her to wear. I am no Fashionista, but I guess I have a few acceptable articles of clothing.
TF got dressed, but missed the bus because her lunch wasn’t ready. She ran out of the house to catch the bus on the corner. I threw her lunch together and brought it to her on the corner.
Could have been the end of the story. Mom gets teenage daughter out of a jam. Teenager accepts help as a right. Instead I received a text message later that morning from TF that read, “You got my lunch just right. Thanks!”
Thoughtful, right? When I got home TF made a point to tell me that she got a lot of compliments on her sweater today.
I love my daughter.
The Fashionista and I enjoying playing piano duets together. Here’s one for you to enjoy. Not perfect and we’re both looking extremely serious, but it’s fun to share.
I have been repeatedly accused of hating cats.
Once again, I do not hate cats. I just hate these cats.
Placing my feelings aside, I have decided to introduce you to the cats of Kay Nou.
Age: I’m thinking about 11 (how long do these animals live anyway?).
Sex: Female (doesn’t really matter as there ain’t nothing going on).
Body type: Getting skinnier (a combo of purging and being a victim of food theft by the other cat). Continue reading
Last night was the big Marching Band meeting to kick off the 2011 season. The new Section Leaders were announced, as well as the Drum Major. The students get psyched about their sections and about their big trip. This is the “once every four year” trip to Disney in the Spring. It was fun to see the kids so excited.
This is Subway Dude’s fourth and final year in the band. Continue reading
No parent is able to remember each and every moment in their child’s life. We remember snippets of things. Little things stand out in our minds. Some keep journals. Some blog.
One moment I distinctly remember from Subway Dude’s Pre-K was Valentine’s Day. SD hated and I mean hated to write. His handwriting was not neat. He did not like to take the time to put pen to paper. Continue reading