five

Five is Fallon; who ever remains fancy and fabulous and funny. But today, she is five.

A whole hand.

Commence now the talk about where has the time gone because…Where. Has. The. Time. Gone?????

Her mother is wondering that right now. Me, I’ll be feeling the same and even more next month when my little girl hits a big milestone birthday of her own. But for now we shall celebrate being fancy and fabulous and funny and five and Fallon.

 

 

her day

It’s the day after Democalypse 2016 and like literally everyone else, I have way too many feelings going on…not good feelings…feelings that made me not want to get out of bed, like ever. But the sun does come up and the Earth still spins and my son needed to be sent off to school and, well it’s another day.

Most importantly, it is her day.

Today is all about this amazing, smart, determined, beautiful woman. My Abigael Rose is 23 years old today. It’s HER DAY!

Tomorrow can be for all the stages of grief and trying to convince myself that it’s going to be okay. It will be…I hope.

Today I’m going to eat cake with my daughter.

lane changes and birthdays

You know that funny knobby thing on the left hand side of the steering wheel in your car? Do you know what it is? Do you know what’s very special purpose is? Well, allow me to enlighten you.

IT’S A TURN SIGNAL!!!!

It’s a way to let people know that you are going to turn left or right.

Amazing!

Truly.

Use it!!!

Friday afternoon commuting from the Bay Area to the Central Valley is basically nothing less than a cluster fuck. Basically. Coming home my darling husband was in an accident. I might have to give thanks for the slow crawl down from the Altamont into Mountain House because when a driver to the right of him decided to suddenly move to the left without signaling, he was not moving too fast. But he was traveling fast enough to not be able to get out of the way in time and…his hand, YES, HIS HAND hit the driver’s side mirror of the car. He broke her mirror, minor damage was sustained to his bike and one of his fingers was injured. Information was exchanged. The driver gave first aid with a pressure dressing applied to his hand, which was bleeding quite a bit. Oh, and it was her birthday. Happy birthday to her, right?!

Darling husband, being darling husband,got back on the bike and rode 25 more miles home.

Honey, I need you to look at something for me…spoken oh so casually as he showed me his left hand wrapped in a giant wad of paper towels tied up around his hand with a latex glove.

What in the world??!!…

I cut away the glove and begin to unwind the towels to see active bleeding and a very swollen, black and blue pinky finger.

Do you think I should get it checked out?

Off to the ER we went. For those keeping score, this is the third trip to the ER for this family in 2016. Seriously, 2016 is just all around not working.

X-rays, exam and 5 stitches later, we are home and my darling husband right now is oh so elegant sipping his ice cold beverage.

Pinky up y’all.

It could have been bad, bad, bad, bad. But it wasn’t. My darling husband is well aware of that as he practically apologizes to me reminding me just how careful he is on his bike on the road. For now, I will just be thankful and focus on this moment 24 hours later.

Bill turned 53 this week and today our family circus gathered together and celebrated.

That funny, knobby thingy on the left hand side your car’s steering wheel? Use it!

the golden one

Today, the 8th day of June, Hazel Faye is EIGHT YEARS OLD!!!

I KNOW!!!

And I shared first with Hazel, then on social media, how happy I am to spend some of this wonderful day with her, the one who named me Mima, as I have every year since the day she was born because she has filled our family life with so much delight, magic, brilliance and awesome.

She has.

And so we lunched and shopped because like Stars, Golden Birthday Girls are just like us.

They shop.

They laugh during dinner.

They try on birthday bike helmets.

They bask in the glow of their birthday candles.

And they blow out all the candles because today is their golden birthday.

See? Just like us.

and then there was one

Literally, for the first time since February 2005, we have only ONE teenager living here under The Big Top.

One.

Just one.

Of course that means that this one is now TWENTY years old.

Twenty.

This child of mine.

Happy birthday our darling Jodie Grace Wynonna.