Flaming June's Love

Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future." -Oscar Wilde Someone is asking questions.  Or hypothetically I am anticipating someone asking questions about me, my past, my choices to act...or not to act. Why would anyone other than my immediate family really care?  I don't think they will. But I still have to wonder... If "people" brought you into the public eye, even for a few minutes could you pass the scrutiny of critics? Andy has won the Republican nomination for Mayor in our little town.  This is both exciting and terrifying in Suzie world. I was firmly, unequivocaly against the idea. I am a private person, I like my "bubble" to be small and tight. Now our bubble will be "public domain" because of Andys desire to serve this community. Yeah yeah yeah, its an honorable undertaking, since he has true intentions and ideas to help the town. But what about the rest of us? I dropped Jack at school this morning and the Principal s...

Sometimes... I just look at them. And then I look again, take a deep breath, sigh a bit... warm tears fill my eyes, and clench my fists a bit. This Memorial day weekend I was able to have all three of my children together, and I got to enjoy all THREE of them.  It was a mixture of Jack being FINALLY able to play with the other kids and enjoy himself.  The girls had their guys with them and a few friends.  So everyone was happy.  Andy and the boys had fun.  Tim was there and as usual we enjoyed watching our girls just BE. My Mom was relaxed and happy, Dave and Dan were there.  Always makes me want more, and wish for Rick.  But we had a really nice, relaxing, soul refrshing weekend. Then on Memorial day jack and Louis got to ride in an antique firetruck during the parade. Can I say how lucky I am to have great friends, that LOVE me and my family. I felt blessed this weekend.  Just look at the girls. Look at he boys, Ryan, Brandon and ...

Mothers Day was this weekend. I'm usually not the Hallmark Holiday kind of gal,but if you don't recognize it you appear... bitchy. I like to think of Mothers Day, Fathers Day, Valentines Day, as the three most over rated DAYS of the year. If you don't get it 364 other days of the year, you aren't THERE yet. Mothers day to me...is when you FEEL LIKE A MOTHER. That happens a few times a day, "pick up your shoes" "Wash your hands." "Call the dentist." But really feeling like Mother, the mother that no one else could be... to your children,  that comes... IF YOUR LUCKY.. a few times a year. When your son is on stage for the Christmas show in his new suit, looking sparkling, shining, like a ray of light is only on him?  When you blow him a kiss from some obscure seat in a large auditiorium, because I just couldn't contain myself... He saw me, He caught my kiss,and blew one back... Because I am his Mother. No one else could throw...