One day recently, my son was yammering on some incredibly detailed story about some lego whatever that was important to him. I must have appeared distracted so he asked "What's wrong?" I told him of the groceries I needed to get, the oil change in the van, my job as a restaurant inspector, the bulletin board at school that needs changing, and then to be at his school so I could listen to 15 first graders all read the same book to me for 30 minutes. His next words really stopped me. "Your head must be stuffed full, like infinity plus one" Yes darling, mommy's head is stuffed full of the lives of all the people I love and just a little bit of my life.
I just hope he didn't get the stuffed head line from the old Sally Field movie Sybil. Her neighbor boy said Sybils head was just stuffed full of people. And look where that got her!!
This is my first blog, aw isn't the blog virgin cute? I am married with one child still at home and three others who got smart and left. I have a very flexible job in which I am a restaurant consultant. We are living on an urban Indian reservation with my Native American husband of 9 years. Being a green-eyed Blondie from farm stock, I don't blend here very well. In fact there is one of my husbands uncles always referrs to me as "oh you're that white woman that married my nephew"
I also have a long time love affair with books and food. And if there are books about food. I want them. Mysteries involving people who get killed while eating dinner
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