Be Someone who Matters

I'm not one to get all soap boxy and stuff...at least not here on my blog...but a little conversation I had spurred me to get on perhaps just a bar of soap.


Me:  "I wouldn't care if either of my kids were gay."

Little guy:  "Why would you?"

Me:  "I know, right?  Love is love."

Little guy:  "Yeah."

Me:  "Did you know that there are actually some parents out there who disown their children if they're children are gay."

Little guy:  Silence...absolutely horrified look.

Me:  "You know me, I'd just tell you to invite your boyfriend right on over."

Little guy:  "I know.  I'm not gay, though, mom."

Me:  "I know you're not."


Anyway, sending love out to all children and adults who happened to not be accepted by their parents or anyone else just because they're gay.

"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who 

mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."

- Dr. Suess

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Dastardly Digits

I found myself wondering about something this afternoon.  Something I didn't really care to be wondering about, but circumstances pretty much demanded that I did.  Of course the demanding would likely just be a whisper for normal folk, but for my germaphobe self, yeah, pretty much screaming its demand.

Here's what got me to the wondering point.  The kid is in the car with me.  He takes his shoes off as is his habit, and then the toot starts controlling the A/C and radio WITH HIS TOES!!!!

I screamed at him, of course, "Get your toes off my freakin' car!!!!" 

Here's what I'm wondering.  Hands are gross, right?  I mean they touch everything all.day.long!  And when they're teenage boys hands they likely don't get washed at all during the course of that day.  Feet are gross, too.  Just by definition.  But, really, are feet that have been contained in socks and shoes all day any grosser than those hands?

I dunno...thinking I may need to be OK with the toes in the future.  But I'm definitely taking some antibacterial wipes to the entire area.  Bleck!

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It's just a reflex, I suppose...lucky me!

Yes, it's another episode of "Mom sings in the car...Kid doesn't like it."  Only this time it ended quite well.  You see, I'm one of those moms who tells her kids that she loves them ever single day...a lot!  I tell them they're beautiful, amazing, and incredible people.  Course I also tell them they're stinky, slobs, lazy and stubborn, but you can get away with it if you've lavished them with the good stuff, right?  That's how I justify it, anyway, and manage to sleep well without feeling like the worst mom ever in spite of the fact that my kids think I earn the title on a regular basis.

Anyway...when I was driving with my kid the other day I was singing along with whatever hip-hop song he'd put on.


Little guy:  "Gosh, mom, you're so annoying."

Me:  "La, la, la, la..."

Little guy:  "Shhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Me:  "I love you."

Little guy:  "I love you, too."


Ha!  Gotta love it that my kid's auto response to "I love you" is "I love you, too."  Yup!  And I'm assuming he absolutely, positively means it!

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Feeling Catty

So I found a spot on my cat today.  Not a bad spot or anything, just an interesting spot.  Mind you, I've had this cat for about ten years and had not until this very day found this particular spot.  You see, when I work my way down his spine toward his tail, just past the spot that makes him get all narrow-eyed and twitchy (I've known about that spot for a very long time), there's a spot slightly on his left side where if I scratch it he starts licking the air, licking my face, just licking, licking, licking.

I ask you, what purpose does this spot have evolutionarily?  I just don't get it.


P.S. About this painting...I know it's wacky.  This weekend I created a bunch of "starter" pieces by painting a blob on paper.  My fun goal is to look at each blob and see what sort of creature is trying to come out and make it happen.  With this one I saw a cute little wonky cat.  Expect more wonkiness!  More are coming!

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Growin' Like a Durn Weed!

A few weeks ago I was "stuck" waiting for my kid's band performance to start.  I thought, "Yay!  People watching!"  But all the adults who were also "stuck" were fabulously boring.  Pretty much every one of them had their noses in their technology piece of choice.  While, yes, I happily utilize my device on many occasions, there's this rebel part of me that simply cannot let myself join the masses.  So...there I sat...looking around...and I'm so glad I did!

You see, soon thereafter a bunch of band members began trickling by in their formal concert attire.  And I tell you what, they had me seriously tickled!  Here's why...


As a result of growing faster than new clothes can be affordably be purchased for them:

• there were so many high water pants.
• many of those same pants were uber tight in all the wrong places...poor kids!
• button down shirts were ever so wrinkly.
• black duct tape had a big presence on shoes covering up anything that made them look like tennies.

My kid?  Oh, yeah.  Some serious high waters and his waistband was forcing him to hold his breath lest his button go "POP!"  And his shirt?  Yeah, they're lucky I put it in the dryer to "fluff" it just a few minutes before we left home.


So today I took some corrective measures.  I dragged out those too short/too tight pants, ripped out the hem, ripped out the back seam, and those pants done got redid.  The kid tried 'em on, turned around, breathed a few times, noted that the pants now drug on the floor...my job was done.

...at least until the next growth spurt, anyway.

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Satiating a Geek

I know you've wondered what rocketeers do when it's too windy to get their geek on, right?  Well, I found out today.  They are, in fact, willing to drive (or be driven, in this case) from one city to the next in search of their drug of choice...technology.

So, when the windspeeds were too high for us to safely launch our rocket...20 M.P.H. and higher...we packed up and headed to the next town for a robotics competition.

My favorite quote of the day?  "Oh, that's the blablablameter."  Or something like that, anyway.

Yup, my wonderful geeks were satiated indeed.

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And now for something entirely different...

OK, this will be a first for me.  I'm going to do a wee bit of a game here, a contest let's say.  So, this here painting was something that a person I know specially requested of me that I draw.  This person gave me three symbols pertinent to their life and I created the painting you see below.

Here's the deal.  If you can figure out what all three of them are you can choose any one of the paintings on my Etsy site (http://www.etsy.com/shop/WhimsyKali) to have for free.  Now, the catch is that only the first one to figure it out wins a painting.  And, no, you can't be in the family I grew up in to win.

Post a comment, email me if you have that, text me if you know my number, contact me on facebook, etc.

Ready, set, go!!!

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