Been too long. Yes, I know. But there is a seamy underbelly to this online writing. They make you eat baby kittens, did you know that? Only after you do the hokey pokey and shots of tequila out of a small vat.
I’m popping in to say that y’all are nice and kind and I hope you win the state lotto. People have sent cards, coffee, and beautiful handmade stuff. Once again, I am humbled. I’m also popping in to say that there is a contest going on over at Flawed But Authentic (which I’ve been sorely negligent at writing for lately and I will send some lotto tickets to all the great ladies over there along with some Hot Pockets because Jesus would want them to have Hot Pockets - He is a merciful Savior, that’s for sure) and also to tell a little story.
It’s been nearly a month of not writing. Surely I can start back up with a little story. Nothing much.
But tonight when I dropped off Mason at his Thursday night Youth Group/Basketball/Volleyball/Teenage Coffee Hut there was our usual banter about things we enjoy: 30 Rock (Episode 204? HA! HA! HA-LARIOUS!), good movies, and excellent music (Umm..Dear Rufus Wainwright: I am loving you. I am digging you. I am wanting to throw myself off a volcano into a fiery pit for your awesome lyrics.) (That wasn’t overdoing it, was it?). If there’s anything I understand it’s a teenage mind. It’s the uncertainty, the pressures of Being Cool, acceptance. Like any mother I am just as devoted to the anxiety that accompanies parenthood, so I began to fret about him and his friends and whether or not he Fits In.
When I dropped him off the door was still open and two guys ran up to him.
“Dude! DUDE. Good to see you!”
They hugged, high-fived, hand-jived.
I smiled.
I drove home.
He’ll be fine.
January 10, 2008 @ 10:02 pm | Filed under Everyday Mundane | Permalink |
Koan Said,
January 10, 2008 @ 10:58 pm
Yes, it’s been a while with radio silence on the Mocha front - but a burst through the radio static is welcome! And it sounds like Mason’s in a good place, so *that’s* good, too!
Happy New Year!
Assertagirl Said,
January 11, 2008 @ 6:32 am
It’s good to see YOU! (Insert hug, high five, hand jive.)
dawn Said,
January 11, 2008 @ 7:29 am
Good to hear from you. I too understand that whole teenage/fit in thing–us secondary school teachers know all too well the pressures and trauma that can happen. It sounds like Mason is “the man”. How could he not be? Look at how cool is mom is.
Missed you…(hugs your way)
anonymous Said,
January 11, 2008 @ 7:37 am
Hallelujah. January just got warmer. Welcome back.
Liz D. Said,
January 11, 2008 @ 10:30 am
Oh….a brief Mocha sighting! Glad all is well for now.
What I Was Doing: What I Was Thinking Said,
January 11, 2008 @ 11:29 am
[...] crap! Simone really looks like Kelly. Posted by Sarah @ 2:29 [...]
Jennifer Said,
January 11, 2008 @ 2:23 pm
I’ve been popping in from time to time to see if you’ve posted. So glad to see you’re still breathing
Nice to read a new post.
Tricia Said,
January 11, 2008 @ 4:47 pm
Good to see you! I’ve been missing you in this crazy internet world!
Lovebabz Said,
January 11, 2008 @ 4:48 pm
Sister,
You’ve been missed. I came round all the time to cehck to see if you were in. I felt like I was 6 years old again and my then BFF Angela went away for the summer and i waited and wiated for her to come back. Afetr weeks and weeks of walking by her house she magically appeared!
Ahh all is right in the world. Look you little Coffee Tart don’t stay away too long again. (smile)
Daisy Said,
January 11, 2008 @ 5:47 pm
You’re still on my bookmarks. Isn’t it funny how the guys call each other “Dude”?!
sha Said,
January 12, 2008 @ 7:57 am
Glad you’re back. I think all mothers want to witness what you did when dropping Mason off. Good for him!
Lara Said,
January 12, 2008 @ 6:28 pm
it was all downhill for me after the hokey pokey. i don’t know why i stick with this crap at all.
Dana Said,
January 12, 2008 @ 9:41 pm
I have to say that I love you because you’re the only lovely woman who doesn’t have 80 post clogging my feed reader. I’ve been negligent in reading, because the holidays were overwhelming and then I got bronchitis, also known has Lung Butter Death.
Miss you!
Elizabeth Said,
January 13, 2008 @ 8:45 am
If your still getting those anxious feelings about Mason at his age then I am doomed…DOOMED I say! I’m still fretting when I drop Abby off at ballet, and she’s six. *sigh*
T- Said,
January 13, 2008 @ 9:34 am
Checking your site everyday has finally paid off!
Thank goodness you are back… if even just for a moment.
grace Said,
January 13, 2008 @ 8:51 pm
I was wondering where you were, being a mom, great!!
Jungle Mama Said,
January 15, 2008 @ 12:50 am
I love that you are “just as devoted to the anxiety that accompanies parenthood” so that we can all feel a little paranoid together
I feel this way every day when I drop those little girls off at school and walk away from the preschool with my little toddler in tow. When will we ever stop worrying?
Cynthia Samuels Said,
January 17, 2008 @ 7:39 am
It sounds so great; I so remember those little peeks into their lives. BUT I’m also so so curious what you thought about JUNO. I wrote about it [http://dontgelyet.typepad.com/dontgeltoosoon
/2008/01/everyone-loves.html] because I so loved it but you are with teenagers every day and I really want to know what you thought. When Dawson’s Creek was on the air my then-16-year-old son said “Yeah, sure mom. They talk like adults WISH teenagers would talk.” So is that JUNO too? I can’t seem to get it out of my head…