hitchhiking

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let’s hitch a ride on a moon beam,

take a spin around the stars.

we can cruise with a comet,

go tanning by the sun

or

hang out in the Milky Way

all night long

~ because ~

it doesn’t matter where we go,

what we do

or what we see,

just

as long as we’re hangin’ together,

there is nowhere else i would rather be.

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dedicated

to jordy

who cringes at my poetic cheese

x o x o

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Wordless Wednesday – Rockin’ the Shades

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sweaty, stinky, hairy – MY handsome young men

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Weekly Photo Challenge – Warmth

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working on his screenplay…

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Yes, this picture, as it stands, exudes warmth.  The bomber hat, plaid flannel shirt, the funky looking slippers, lounging on a rocking chair and sportin’ the sweatpants.  BUT what one does not see is the warmth of spirit and, most importantly, the overwhelming warmth in my heart when I saw this moment and photographed it.

Explanation is as follows:  I shall begin with the hat…the bomber hat and the large over-sized fleece-lined flannel shirt belonged to our very special friend (like a father, really) who passed away a few years ago.  The down camping boots were purchased back in the early 1980’s when I was dancing.  They were my first L.L. Bean purchase and I bought them to keep my feet warm when we would move from studio to the theatre.  (Theatres are very drafty.)  They are big so I can fit not just feet, but pointe shoes on feet.  Jordan has been wearing them way before they ever fit his feet.  We nick-named them “big guns”.   The rocking chair has been ‘the place’ since before he was born and then after he was born and when Peyton was born…..I think you got the idea….. The sweat pants are the wardrobe of choice at home – not the dorm or anywhere else, but home.

Lastly, when I look at this photo,  I see a young man living a dream…working towards his goals…which explains the posture.  At this moment in time, you see a college student who is relaxed and happy to be home for winter break AND inspired to work on his screen play!  Have I mentioned my son aspires to make movies?

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https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/warmth/

night number five

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made by tiny hands

special treasures from their youth

no candles required

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Jordan’s mat and menorah

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Jordan’s menorah made in 1998 of wood, nuts, glue and paint

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Peyton’s drip mat and menorah

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Peyton’s menorah made in 1999 of pasta, paint and glue. One lasagna noodle and ten rigatoni pieces  (tidbit of advice – try to use the pasta with the least amount of bend 🙂

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our corps de menorahs

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the second night of lights

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standing tall and proud

each flame reaches to the sky

solace holds my hand

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the drip mats were made by the boys in preschool. Jordan’s was made in 1997 – less than two months after Peyton was born.

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the overture

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his score calls my name

i am summoned to the stage

home – where i belong

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photo taken for The Cincinnati Enquirer in December 1998 – studio rehearsal for The Nutcracker – the battle scene

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Wordless Wednesday – 36 hour layover

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Pnut’s stuff…

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once upon a time…

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i remember when Power Rangers ruled the world

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light sabers were the toy of choice ~

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Batman socks were not allowed to be washed

and

Darth Vader capes had to be worn.

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hours were spent on the couch watching Star Wars

~ every movie ~

chapters one through six

and

we could never get enough of a T-Rex

eating everything in its midst.

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~ now ~

it is about fantasy football,

college entrance exams

and

apps to download,

making some bucks

to buy some stuff

and

typing texts to friends upon friends.

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yesterday,

he was my little baby ~

almost 9 lbs of sweet and cuddly coos

with barely a hair on his head,

chunky little cheeks

and

two eyes full of baby blue.

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today,

he is 5′-11″,

long and lean with an athlete’s build,

two eyes of hazel,

muscular, hairy legs

and

in possession of some serious cooking skills.

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I keep wondering when and how this all happened,

17 years

have come and gone,

but

what I do know for certain

is I could not be more proud,

of my baby boy

and

what he has become….

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once upon a very long time……

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in the beginning…

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in cooking form – fave shorts, shirt, socks…

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Mr. Professional….

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Happy Birthday Peyton!

My Little Man

~ Forever ~

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Wise Words on a Wednesday

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“You have to live life on the edge
or
otherwise
risk
getting stuck in the middle.”

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~ my wise young soul ~ Jordan ~

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words to a blubbering mom before getting on the train ~~~ to return to school

Wee Words Wednesday – forlorned…

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was here,

now gone.

i miss him,

so

much

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a quick visit…

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