Me & My Man

Sir and I are in my room.  I think he’s driving me crazy, but I’m not sure just yet.  I have lost my mind before.  Seriously.  Thing was just blown for about 24 hours.  Gotta say, that was an awesome 24 hours.  Awesome.  But my mind is not blown at the moment.  But (yes, that’s the third but, which is about the size of my real butt) I am next to a 5-year-old who is throwing a Japanese Yo-Yo across my room while yelling nonsensical things that little boys yell when throwing Japanese Yo-Yos.  Then again, this post in itself is pretty nonsensical. 

As is life itself.

Lazy Sunday

Up with Sir and COFFEE.

How y'alls be?

Most of my family's in Georgia for an informal/inpromptu reunion. You know how black/white/asian....folks do (I didn't want to exclude anyone! LOL! That would be racist, right? LOL!)

About to eat cheese grits and toast.

I'm here. Are you here? LOL!

he luvs me

but i can't show his face.

because he told me not to.

he said:

two more.

two.

?

Can You Keep Up?

Can you keep up?

King & Spalding

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for a minute, let us toy with the idea that any- and everything we ever thought we wanted isn't really what we want or need. just for a minute...

life ain't this or that, it's the other

sometimes, all the material goods we desire cost us time and energy away from a very important and key thing: people

i need more hours, more jobs, and more money so that my family can spend more money and less time together

wow, i love this shirt! so what if i already have 200 shirts and i can only wear one at a time

i've accumulated so much junk that i don't know which item (that when i first purchased it i swore i needed immediately) to use first

all my meals are taken at a restaurant, but i put an expensive pots and pan set on my wedding gift registry

my hair's perfectly cut and groomed, but i dare not cut ties to things that are weighing me down

long day
watched Sir playing with kids at neighbor's family reunion cookout
watched closely
watched him being a boy
not a newborn
not an infant
not a toddler
not even just a child
but specifically...
a boy.
he's a boy
and boy am i blessed
there are moments when Sir and I are around childless folks and i worry
i worry because he's a BOY
a wild, silly, busy, throwing, touching, breaking, hitting, kicking
BOY
there are moments when Sir and I are around folks who have "mannered/tamed" kids
and i worry because he truly LIVEs OUT LOUD WITHOUT ANY APOLOGY
as a child should live
as adults SHOULD live
i worry that he's living too much
that his living might annoy others who don't live
i worry to the point of making myself ill, secluding myself
when he was born i knew he wasn't gonna be one of those "easy" babies
i asked God for forgiveness for all the other folks with "busy" children whom i'd judged
heck, when he was in the womb, i should have known by how ill i was that he would be a live-out-loud kind of guy
and i love him
i love him when he approaches folks and doesn't care about invading their personal space
i love him when he's pushing his friends and STRANGERS around
i love him when he gets upset that others are pushing him around
i love him because he makes me reevaluate my sheepish ways
i love him because he teaches me acceptance and patience
i love him because he is sooooo not me
i love him for him
and to all of you folks out there with "quiet and always obedient children"...
watch out! Sir might come for a visit and rock your world...
the way he's rocked mine
and i am thankful.

here's to making folks nervous and living out loud without apology.

Miss Nikki Ann, the mother of a boy

toddler writing on toys and furniture
not good
me?
trying to keep my cool
lots of things to do
but not feeling pressured
like i have all the time in the world
and i kinda do
feels like friday
it's thursday
is it thursday?
feeling something inside
needing to do something with that something
am now doing something with that something

little guy in the way

little dude decides that coloring monitor is okay

little guy trying to climb on desk

little dude trying to take my pen

little guy has enough pens in his hand

little dude seems to be going upstairs

wait.....

almost....

maybe...

yes, making way upstairs to bother abuela

*a sigh of relief*

must enjoy this brief moment

*taking second to enjoy*

now must go and finish project

have made lots of progress

and project will soon be over

until then...

working on other folks stuff and not my own

uh-oh! abuela is yelling at little guy

i've decided to stay out of it

now going to finish project

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Went to grocery store at 8 AM...

I'm against big crowds of people...

Toddler was upset that he couldn't get candy...

Ride was cool...

All windows down, no air conditioning in the car...

Happy to get out before heat sets in...

Should be 88 today--hot for CT...

Watching toddler leave basement to harass grandfather...

Not sure if toddler leaving to be with mindless grandfather is okay...

Bought creamy, rich, fatty, chocolate ice cream...

Bought chocolate sprinkles...

Who created low-fat ice cream?

What's the point in that?

Will make cone soon...

Lots of sprinkles...

Wondering how toddler's doing with grandfather...

Will now call out to toddler...

Called but got no reply...

Hear footsteps of toddler and grandfather...

Wondering if grandfather has forgotten about the food he has simmering on the stove...

Going to check on stove...

Crap!

Good thing I checked, no liquid in pot...

Hear father running water...

Phone's ringing...

Ignoring it...

Come on! Like I ever pick up the phone...

Wasn't my phone anyway...

House phone...

Which I never answer...

Toddler screaming...

Be back...

Am back...

Actually, am doing a lot better with returning my phone calls AND answering my phone...

Still refuse to answer the house phone...

All those calls are for mom and dad and I'd only end up taking messages...

Peanut likes to annoy me by calling me on the house phone...

Inquires as to why I didn't answer...

Tired of telling him that it ain't my phone and that he knows to contact me by cell...

Usually take Sir by Peanut's on Sunday (or Saturday) mornings to harass him and Tee-Tee...

Probably won't do that today...

Toddler's singing a song...

Reminds me to look around for a free drum set...

Think I'll go on craigslist.com and try to find one now...

I'm out...

Saturday, July 14, 2007

Toddler throwing fit.

Grandma trying to fix it.

Mother sitting and listening.

Now toddler stomping.

Mother about to yell for him to stop it.

Mother does.

Tells toddler to come.

Grandma still trying to figure out what toddler wants.

Chocolate milk? Cereal?

Aw, it was cereal.

Okay.

Now toddler wants specific utensil.

Grandma tries to figure it out.

Toddler agrees with choices.

Okay.

Toddler eats.

Okay.

Day moves on.

Okay...