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600 posted 05-08-2004 07:39 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

YIKES!!!

*smacking my head*

Sorry about that chief.

I'm just recovering from the hubby's days off--I'm beat too. But...

the walls have been primed, and are ready for my "timescape" paint, and? I even got him to agree on opening the kitchen with a service window/breakfast counter!!!

I'll be with you soon, Kari.

(That what you asked couldn't be answered with a dash off note, so I waited, and wise lady you are for reminding me too! )
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601 posted 05-08-2004 07:45 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Kari?

Um....you wouldn't happen to have a copy of that e mail, wouldja?



You know it. I lost it.

I'm so bad...


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602 posted 05-08-2004 07:51 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

sigh.

Nevermind.

I found it.

(see what my life has been like lately?)

geez.
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603 posted 05-08-2004 08:16 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

now.

Kari?

You can check your e mail too.



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604 posted 05-08-2004 08:52 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

wrong addy, honey....can you resend home?
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605 posted 05-08-2004 09:17 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

it's really not my day, is it?



ouch.

grin.
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606 posted 05-08-2004 09:41 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Thanks, sweetie!  You may just get that "personal" touch, someday!  
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607 posted 05-08-2004 09:51 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Kari?

Um, when termites swarm inside of your house, is that a bad day, a really bad day, or just the icing on the cake of an expletivie day?



(serenity exits, still swatting flying objects...)
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608 posted 05-08-2004 10:09 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

OH man...

sigh.

Now, in case you're wondering, to remove a swarm of termites from the inside of your house, first, turn off all the lights inside of your house.

Then, turn on all the lights outside of your house.

Open the doors. (duh)

Be patient.

hmmm...

tap tap, swat, expletive, tap, swat...

sigh. Yep. Be patient.

and ew.

Don't forget to cover your drinks.

*shudder*
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609 posted 05-08-2004 11:55 PM       View Profile for Enchantress   Email Enchantress   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Enchantress

Karen...you are so right..we carry them inside.

Thank you so much.

Have a Happy Mom's Day!

You too Kari!
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610 posted 05-09-2004 01:43 AM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Karen, I know one thing if I ever did visit there, I would be wearing one of those white bug suits.  Good gravy, first you tell me cockroaches fly, and now you say there are flying termites?  I swear I scream at anyone moving that is not human, and bugs and spiders are the worst!  Maybe you should let the mice back in?  Do they eat those things?

Happy Mother's Day to some great Mothers in Passions.  

I can not even begin to tell you how grateful I am to be spending part of Mother's Day with my son and his family and that he is still here to spend it with me.  We went to see Diana Krall last night (yanno a Mother/Son date thing) and it was great!

Okay I know I am way behind you guys and you are all in bed, but at least I am first to wish you all Happy Mother's Day, and Nancy Lee, a special one for you lady!
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611 posted 05-09-2004 07:54 AM       View Profile for nakdthoughts   Email nakdthoughts   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for nakdthoughts

wishing all of you a Happy Mother's Day...
This last week and a half, my brother and I have had to devise a way to get our Mother here to spend her last Mother's Day with my sister. It has been one of the  hardest times I have ever had to go through...she not wanting to come until  my sister was bedridden... and close to death.

I spent a few days in bed myself just  trying to console myself that I would  be the one to tell my sister this and the only sibling near enough to deal with all that comes with the ending of a life.  I can be strong when pushed but this is even harder  than the impending divorce I never counted on...that is dragging on and on and on until I can get financially on my feet again.

So I managed to get some interviews for teaching and a summer job accomplished before my car decided to call it quits, too.
I thought to myself...how much more can go wrong, to make things that much more frustrating and wearing on me.

My oldest brother called me a week and a half ago, after I mentioned to my Mother about spending almost $1000 on my car only to still feel like I was riding a  bucking bronco down the highways.

He and my sister suggested finding me a newer car...perfect timing and a good excuse for him to drive 500 miles here, pick me up and take me back to Tennessee in it. Then to have me drive my Mother back up here with me to be here for this past week.

So today we will be sharing my sister's last Mother's Day and Marcia and I both have felt a relief that my Mother is here to be with her now, instead of...then.

I don't know if I am making myself clear or not... because I am sure today will also be a hard day for Marcia, being surrounded by all her children and grandchild... probably together for the last time.

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612 posted 05-09-2004 08:40 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Maureen...   I know baby...I know.  You just don't realize how strong you really are...and how grateful your sister for all that you do.

NancyLee, Chris...

Serenity, for you, I'll ask Kit for a smilie swatting at bugs...

and for all of the ladies out there...Happy Mother's Day....
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613 posted 05-09-2004 08:45 AM       View Profile for scorpio   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for scorpio

Tinker...

believe in what your heart feels...

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614 posted 05-09-2004 01:11 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Maureen:  May I say, that today can be the most glorious day if you all participate to the fullest and make it that way.  Maureen, you are being a rock right now, and your time to puddle will indeed come, but for today, you are the "activities director" and I might suggest to you to drum up some wonderfully FUNNY memories.  I think I have had almost too much experience in saying goodbyes, and the best part of all of it was the celebration of their life towards the end I shared with them, and then rewinding that tape after they were gone.

I am sure you don't need someone telling you how to survive these days, as it seems we all go into auto-pilot, but I wanted to you to know I read all you write of your experience with your family, and think you are doing an incredible job.  Life has this way of preparing us for just about anything, the trick is realizing our part in it, and performing   

May you and your family share a very wonderful day filled with memories, tons of laughter, and lots of love.

To all you Moms, Grandmothers, and mostly to those wonderful women who through adopted forfeit children to make us the Mother and Grandmother - I wish you continued strength to hold down your job description LOL
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615 posted 05-09-2004 01:31 PM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

Being it Mother's Day, I had to come into Passions and this wonderful thread of Karen's to wish every mothering soul out there a joyous day.
   As I was remembering my mom today as everyday, a memory came forth which I will call, "A Scattering of Seeds." Jump back to 1965, a time when the word cancer literally hit home in an ugly way....at least ... cancer tried it's best to be ugly. Our mother would not let it. Even though she had lost her left breast to the disease. In those days you had to travel from Canada to the United States to find a "breast form" to place inside of your bra. While you waited for one to be measured and made, you had to make do with whatever.
  Leave it to our grandmother, so used to sewing things, to come up with a temporary solution. It did help my sweet mother out as she was always conscious of her appearance whether on stage, working in the gift shop, or just at home making my father grin.
  Visiting the shop one day, I waited at the glass counter fiddling with the latest "hippy-style" earrings and bracelets till I could hear the clicking of my mom's high heeled shoes coming towards me. She walked with quick, light steps, always, always in darling sized 5 pumps. Even her slippers had to have a slight heel to them....wedgies she called them..lol. Anyway, this day, along with the clicking of her heels came another sound....a tick .. tick..ticking...strange. I asked my mother whose hypnotic scent arrived before her, "what's that funny sound mum?" She winked at me and said, "it's my breast." My eyes got big and I almost shouted, "What?!!" LOL. She bent forward and whispered the explanation...ladylike as always.
  Seems the "breast form" that my grandmother had invented for her was actually a cloth pocket filled with...... bird seed !! Yes, I know.....awfully crude, but it worked. That is till that day, the day it got a tiny hole in it. So each time mom took a few steps...tick...tick....tickle tickle...she left a scattering of seeds. Sort of like Hanzel & Gretel.
  "Whatever are you going to do?" I asked feeling so badly for her. "Nothing to do." she smiled. "If I don't hurry or jump up and down....I should be fine till closing." She smiled again, held her head high and greeted an entering customer with the warmth and serenity of someone at peace with the world.
   Whenever I am feeling down on myself because I have gained a few pounds, or am having a bad hair day -  whatever, I think of that day in the shop with mum.  She had an amazing outlook on life - she treasured each and every second of it. We in turn treasured her.

   Take care all. Hugs, Chrislane
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Chris, I think this has been the best gift I've received all day...even if you didn't give us a hanky alert.  God bless you and your sister, gal...

and to all of the women who give of themselves...that very act alone is called "mothering"...
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617 posted 05-09-2004 06:16 PM       View Profile for nakdthoughts   Email nakdthoughts   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for nakdthoughts

Chris...thank you for the smiles and  laughter you allowed me with the memories of the scattering seeds...and what a delightful personality your mother had...

I hope your day was a wonderful one...mine was~

~ except that my Mother forgot she is going to be 80 next month and tried to skip rope  for her 9 year old great granddaughter...and well...she skipped with one foot and went down with the other...not remembering she barely climbs stairs, so her knees aren't use to the pressure...but she was fine needing help in getting up only...and I know she won't try that one again.


Hugs to all
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618 posted 05-09-2004 07:57 PM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

Thankyou for reading Karilea. You're a sweet lady indeed.

Maureen, how lucky you are to have your mother still with you....and trying to skip rope as well!! Bless her heart. Your sister is still in my prayers as are you. I am happy that I helped you smile today. hugs!
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619 posted 05-10-2004 04:35 AM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

I can't sleep again...

I think too much I think.

I saw my mother today--well? today was mother's day, so of course I went to see my mom.

"Mom"

Now therein lies a word of connotation.

"Mom" and faux frowned cotton candy, and a hard face cloth to keep it clean. (Remember how they wiped too rough--and shudder now, remembering--she almost succeeded in wiping the smile off of my face.)

I got good at undertables.

I would hide there, and count my breath easy, praying I wouldn't be detected, (and thus sent back to the land of the sibling.)

I would hide there, beneath the table, watching my mother's nervous jig of leg as she played cards, sometimes so fast I was amazed, and I imagined her leg as a moth in toss of the Amazon, rare and beautiful, and the very speed of that bouncing knee I likened to the wings of imagery.

I always knew when my mother was bluffing.

Her voice was pitched but casual - her manner too offhand in times of stress. She never could play poker to her own advantage, but should someone else suggest "Bouret"?

Now that was mamma's game.

Dealer's choice, and when she heard, "Bouret" she would pound the table in glee.

It always startled me - explosions and the tremoring - but I learned a silent stoicism. I knew my situation was tenuous, and I had no desire of discovery and the resulting eviction.

So I withstood the table pounding, watching the legs shiver as I gathered myself in the center, noting the ripplings of the pressboard, praying I was safer there, huddled just beneath the pot.

I was just a child, of course, but somehow, as I look back on things, I think I had better instincts then. I made a happy home for myself there, protected by the legs of the card-playing neighbors--keeping mental notes of disparities.

(Greta Shwartz wore panty hose that bagged at the ankles and her feet smelled funny. Mr. Shwartz wore loafers with dimes in them, and I dreamed of piracy at times.)

Quietly, of course.

But then they called for a game of "Bouret", and I watched my mother's knees dance happy then--pressed together swaying, and I heard her humming along with the stereo, reaching for Patsy Cline in whine as she reached for cards in deal to complete what I understood beneath, was dealt the perfect hand.

I heard the flipping of the cards in a rare moment of quiet.

Silence, as all awaited the announcement of what would be trump as I sat below, curious, wishing I had eyes to see...

"Spades it is..." the dealer sang.

I heard a collective groan, and then, I understood he had the ace.

I understood because I heard my mother laughing, but kinda pissed.

"You got my card!" she laughed at him. "Just look at this!"

She tossed her royal hand into the pot, face up, revealing she had won the round--the King held court with all attendees, and my I thought I saw the knees of my mother blush.

They all laughed good naturedly, and pushed the mound of change toward her (with not a few dollar bills) conceding that round of play.

I remember smiling up at the tabletop, listening to the change scrape happy noise, smiling wide to the happy voice of my mother, sounding feminine and strange to my ear as she purred, "drinks are on me boys..."

Wow.

She sounded sexy.

I held my mouth tight to stop the outright giggle, amazed that I had heard so much and lived.

Then I heard felt my mother's hand, ruffling my hair as she cooed:

"Time for bed, babygirl."

*  *  *

Mothers always know.

*  *  *

She kissed me sweet, I remember. So I went to bed, half daze dancing in the child sleepiness of love, and a mamma who had won "a pot" of pretties, cooing, "I love you."

*  *  *

Happy Mother's Day.
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Oh yes...the quiet corners, little people, and big ears....
I have my own, as well.
You just tell of them, so much better.
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621 posted 05-10-2004 09:50 AM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

*nodding here*  we listened & we held our breath....in fear sometimes, in awe and amazement at other times. I suppose that might be why I chose the location that I did to place below my pen name Nightshade.
  Dear Karen, do you realize the strength and love you offer us with each click of the keys? Hugs!
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622 posted 05-10-2004 09:46 PM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie

I, like many others(I'm sure) -- have been reading this quietly from between the lines...and would just like to say we learn & grow from your sharing and the reflections of ourselves we see in the words.
thank you for that girlies and groovy guys.

And I have to say also...it comes as no surprise to me that it would be Sens home that so many feel warm and safe in...
so much heart and honesty... so much strength...and she throws a great party...even the bugs want to join in.

Love ya KA
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I'm still awake, too...can't sleep tonight for some reason. I missed you all and had to read here tonight.  

You all are such amazing people, with strengths that you don't even know that you have. Reading you all gives me strength.

I couldn't come in here yesterday......I had a good day with my Mother, but I didn't hear from my daughter all day. That hurt. But she called me today and we talked and laughed for a very long time....about an hour probably......but, we still don't talk about anything that might hurt the other one..........
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Ethel   I know...my oldest didn't call me, and still hasn't...

He is the only one of my three children that has picked up his fathers nasty habits and if I allow myself to think about it...it kills me inside...

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

 
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