About Widow

Large Handbag Collector. Obscenely Expensive Shoe & Handbag Lover. Blonde. Redhead. Brunette. Breastfeeder. Pug-fox terrier belly scratcher. Drunken Break Dancer. Bartender of the stars. Semi Conscious Writer. Earth loving. Tori Amos Listening. Loud Mouth. Chef Loving Lady...

Catcher won a copy of Blueberries for Sal from the library for his reading in the Eco Quest Summer Reading program.  After about the ninth time I read it to him, I realized that the resemblance between him & Sal was shocking.  Think I should sue for image likeness rights?**

Ha.

**totally kidding.  I am not down with frivalous lawsuits.  The 90′s are over.

The Gun Show: Catcher displays his ‘muskels’ for all the ‘beaches’ to see

Two more days to enter to win some kick ass widow schwigity schwag!

“The child must know that he is a miracle, that since the beginning of the world there hasn’t been, and until the end of the world there will not be, another child like him.”

-Pablo Casals

Two Years ago today I couldn’t believe how time flew.

Three Years ago today I was still in awe that you were actually mine.

Today I am so delighted to be lucky enough to watch you grow.  Every day is an honor to me.  You make my days vibrant and beautiful.  Sometimes the things you say sound so adult.  You make sense of things that took me years to figure out.  Your memory is rememarkable and your sensitivity shocks me.  I am so madly in love with you.  Today you have been on this Earth for 1460.9688 days .  The best of my life.

I am so proud of the little man that you are.  I am so proud that you are who you are at all times without falter.  You hold nothing back.  Your creativity is exponential.  Life is yours and you have no problem living it.  Your face, your smile, they way you demand that I give you a hug every morning.  Mawwwwm GIVE me a hug. Those words could be the last I have ever hear, and my life would be more than complete.

I know that you are destined to be a great man.  At 4 I can see who you will be at 34, at 44, at 94. Each day I have to punch myself in the face to actually understand that you are real.  You are incredible my boy.  Thank you for choosing me.  Thank you for being the boy who spotaneously rocks out to punk music evey day all day.  You are a constant inspiration for me to fully live.

Happy birthday C-money.  I heart you 8 billion 9 hundred 94 thousand and 3.

I am strangely sad over the news of Michael Jackson’s death.  I heard the news via Twitter before it was actually confirmed and knew it was true.  My heart hurt for a moment.  It was so weird. I felt like I lost someone who I had been close with my entire life.  I was though.  Close with him.   As were you.  We all were.  How could we not be.  His life was a real life Truman Show.  He grew up on film.  He lived on a film.  He died on film.

I think that my heart hurt because Michael Jackson never stood a chance.  I know he was odd.  He dyed his face for chrissake.  Something must have happened in your past to physically alter your skin color. Besides the point. From that moment his mean daddy put him on that stage, his life had ended.  A shell of a man was born.  A man who we will never know the intricacies of.  We will never know if he was as fucked up as he seemed.  But we shouldn’t know.  He is not our brother.  He was not our friend.  Even though we were told  he was by the media’s our obsession with his life from child to man.

I am sad for his family.  I am sad that my kids will never see his concert live like I did.  But that sadness only lasts a moment, for as I turn on the soundtrack of my childhood and dance with my own children, the sadness fades.  Michael Jackson taught us that music can do that. It can make the hard times a little bit easier simply by dancing to the music.

Louisiana shocked me yesterday when she started Moonwalking during our MJ Tribute Dance Party

Catcher has some serious moves. Thinking of selling him to Michael Flately.

Louisiana & Lake Erie meet for the first time and become besties.

Somehow our daughter has become an owl. And it may be the cutest damn thing ever.

June 17th Music in the Meadow: Mo’ Mojo

June 17th WOW: Wade Oval Wednesdays

June 18th Coventry Street Fair

June 20th Cleveland Museum of Art’s Summer Solstice Party

June 22nd Polycultures DVD Release Party at The Greenhouse Tavern

The Chef talks food where we live

June 24th Happily Ever After

June 27th Cleveland Yogapalooza

June 27th Blues Night

I think I am going to try and start doing this once a month.  I know that I have a hard time finding cool events for families so maybe this will make it a little easier.  If you know more June happenings (or July for next months) pleasse feel free to leave comments and I will try and post them.

And if you are eternally bored today head on over to vote for the Widow on Nickelodeon’s Parents Picks for Best Local BLIZog.  Shameless, I know.

xoxo

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