Nanowrimo

I've signed up. Yes kids I'm getting back on the writers horse and riding through the month of November. Writing can be such a struggle sometimes so this month is just for writing and writing. No plot, no structure just what ever comes to my head and out my fingers. It feels a little freeing to do it that way. Then I'll just deal with what I have at the end of the month. I will not edit. I will not rewrite. I will just go and go.....or so I think today.


Oh and Happy Haloween!

Perfect Parents, Perfect Children???

I hate those people who have perfect kids. You know the ones. Their precious bobby does every thing right. He's the star of every sports team, on the honor role, helps old ladies cross the street and raises 50 billion dollars for starving kids in Africa. Every time you run into his parents you have to sit through agonizing hours of updates on the perfect child.
Nobody has the perfect child. No child has the perfect parent.
I know that, you know that, people who pretend their children are perfect not only make you and I feel completely inadequate they also put themselves in a lonely place when Bobby finally does fuck up because they can't tell anyone. I've never pretended my kids were perfect but even I had a situation with my youngest that left me isolated. I couldn't tell anyone, I thought. It ate away at me till finally I had to explain it to a co-worker who was also a friend. What she did next made her one of my best friends in the world. I love her like crazy because she made me feel normal. She shared a painful experience with her daughter that was quite similar to the experience I was having. I wanted to cry I was so relieved to have someone who understood. Why do parents pretend their children are perfect?
Wouldn't it be so much easier to say outloud my kid has fucked up over and over and I don't know what to do? Wouldn't that be wonderful?
I hate those perfect parents and feel sorry for their kids. The thing is those kids will screw up sometime and all the people who had to sit through hours and hours of perfect Bobby stories will secretly rejoice.

too long gone

I've been away for such a long time! Life has a way of getting in the way.
So much news.
I have relocated with youngest son and now live in the sunny Okanagan! Yay! Loving the fresh fruit and the sunshine. Oldest son has left the nest and now lives in Alberta and is working like a dog,,,or so he says.
I have figured out that in addition to Murphy's law there is also Mommy's law.
For instance I have learned that teenagers will never purposely exceed your expectations unless they are doing something wrong.

You never hear a parent say.."I didn't think Johnny had the ability to get an A in math" or "Jeez, Judy ran the 50 yard dash faster than I ever thought she could"
No you never hear that but when your son ends up in jail or flunks out of grade 10 English your first thought is I can't believe this! I knew there were issues but I never expected this. That's right folks they will get you every time. Damn kids!
It's good to be back. Have to get back to blogging and writing and all those things that make me happy now that the worst of the move is over.
And to those of you who still check in after all this time, Thank you and hopefully I can keep up with the updates!