I was asleep when the ball dropped – woke up when the kids all called for rides home at the same time. It took me three trips, and I drive a mini-van. That’s a lot of drunken 20-somethings…
That old saw about “how you ring in the New Year is an indicator of how your year will go” is flat-out bullshit, if my January has anything to say about it, by the way. I’d have thought January would be a calm and steady same-old, same-old kind of routine month.
There are things I did as the mother of a toddler, that would totally have embarrassed me to admit, back when my now-all-grown-up little girl was still a toddler. It’s a little embarrassing to admit to those things even now, although she did survive. It’s more surprising that *I* survived, to tell the truth.
Ky was one of those kids that refused to sleep at night. I joke around with new mothers all the time, about how my kid is 20-years-old and hasn’t slept through the night yet. She wanted to sleep during the day, but that was mainly because she didn’t sleep at night. Ever. Continue reading “Motherhood Did Not Always Become Me…”
Case’s Music on Queen St. hosted the 2nd Annual Queen St. Block Party this weekend. I didn’t get to see it all – I was hampered by a 2 hour parking limit with a 15 minute walk to and from the event from the van.
Are the days of The Walk-About gone? God, I hope not – those were the best times for photos. I think I got some of my best shots on the way to events, never mind at the events.
I think if I were to admit my deepest, darkest secret, it would have to be my dream of producing music videos. I have a really fantastic, eloquent sequence for the Cake tune, “Short Skirt, Long Jacket”, but it involves Val Kilmer circa 2001 and a woman stripping on a city street, so somehow I don’t think I’ll be able to get it made anytime soon… Continue reading “I Have a Secret…”