Moments are like rain drops landing in a stream.

As you have now read that, so have you lost another moment of your life…

I will be taking my sweet, precious, innocent baby girl to school today. Last night we rearranged her room with the bed now being the focal point of the room. It’s beautiful. Courtesy, of her great grandmother, my daughter has a beautiful picture of a ballerina. A very lovely portrait and it is stunning on her wall, I must say. I am going to repaint the trim in her room to match the frame. The picture itself is perfect in her theme. The frame is purple in a faux finish with pink interior. Truly I hate pink but, it’s a soft pink leaning towards purple…not so bad. What matters more is that the room is for my daughter who loves…LOVES pink. The walls are sage green and will remain that color. As it so happens this picture has some of the green in it. I’m raising a girly-girl.

Who in this moment, the span of a day, half of a fly’s life…will be on the road to adult-hood.

I cannot get this moment back. EVER. My daughter is growing up. Adara is growing up. She’s growing up. (One more for emphasis…)
My BABY girl is GROWING UP!!!!!!!!

This message brought to you by PMS…making the moments.

This is really funny in a cosmic sort of way.

It rained all day yesterday. That was the one plus of my day. I enjoy the rain, immensely. There are so many found memories I have of the rain. Being out in it, smelling of rain, there’s really only two kind of people in the world, those who love the rain and those who hate it.

I had been seeing the Rogue Wit for a while. Bad guys were my preference but, the Rogue Wit was a good man. He was somewhat wild but, domesticated. Being the lady that I am, I held out. I had already discussed the time frame of “how long to wait before you sleep with a new guy.” I had meant to hold out a little longer but, I couldn’t.

All night we had driven around to hang out with his friends. We found ourselves out in, I think Purcell (which for those who don’t know the Okla state, it’s in BFN [bum fuck nowhere]) when there was a tornado warning (or was it watch?). With it pouring down rain and my urge to sleep in my own bed I told him I wanted to go home. His friend was bid us good night and he headed for bed. Yeah, I was younger…so the time was about 1-3 am. Walking out in the storm we were drenched two feet out of the door. I was rather scantily clad and ran to the car. (sigh) As much as I’d like to get rid of that damned old Mustang muscle car that my husband holds onto…I do love it just for this. The hood height is perfect.
When I reached the car I knew I had to have him…right there in the middle of the storm, in the rain, on the car. I loved the way his neck tasted in the rain. The thunder in the background and rain all around us…it was like magic.

That’s when I think we both knew we were meant for each other. We met at a psychic fair for goodness sake. Fate?

I like to watch him sleep some times. It helps to relax me when I’m in a bout of insomnia. I like to wake up with his arms clasp around me and his chin nuzzled in my neck like pieces of a puzzle popping together.

That’s what I think relationships are, giant puzzles. So many relationships don’t work out and why? It is really that simple. The pieces of our lives, personality, want…just don’t fit.

Babs- You are so funny sometimes I can’t stand it. Some of your posts I have had to reread even. Though, I wish you no more woes in your life filled with them…I do find your talent of turning a woe into a very good laugh. Seriously, you should get published.

Poemster- What can I say about the man who started all of this. If not for you coming to my site I would not have met Sarah and Peg and several others who lead me to others and so forth. You are a very intelligent man and wonderful father to your children. LOL, you were my first (blushing) and now I’m a blog nympho.

Peg- You are a lady full of wonderful surprises and are full of goodness. I look up to you. You’re a giver! I can only hope to become such a wonderful woman…such a wonderful poet and author!

8zero8- I got hooked on your site when you did the family feud game. LOL, you had such wonderful and funny posts. I miss your site as well.