wow i finally did it!

holy cow i finally achieved posting a photo on here.

this particular selection happens to be one of my favorites of a spider series i have been working on :)

oops! time is running short here i need to run and be on time for an appointment... damn it when i just get over the bumps, i have to go and return later :)

nuthin' but the truth

hmmm,
tonights thought process takes us back to earlier this summer.

my oldest son had recently turned 10 and i just happened to be watching him pass through the livingroom, i was thinking on his future physique and how solid he has already grown to be. when he just casually pops off with "you need some beauty sleep mom."

well now where the hell did that come from were my quick thoughts but my answer was, "well i just had a nap so next time i will put in an order for beauty also."

as he reached the doorway to the kitchen i said "thanks for the honesty son." and as he flippantly tosses his head back to clear the long wavy locks of hair from his eyes he answers, "nuthin' but.. mom. nuthin' but."

afterwards i was thinking ... beauty sleep? boy i'll kick that 10 year old azzz...

i am still smiling and having chuckles over that one.

xavier and butterflies

Last night my seven year old son, Xavier, took me in his confidence and asked, "Mom, what do you do if you like a girl?" Well i wasn't sure if he meant if i like a girl or if you like a girl in general, or specifically for him so i replied by asking, " Do you mean liking a girl for a friend for someone to hang out with and have fun, or a girl that makes your heart feel butterflies?" touching his heart as i said the last part.

well he was a bit shy and quiet as he answered back "Butterflies."

Aha i thought to myself and i had to smile. I then asked him "Does the way you feel make you sometimes do silly goofy things around her because you don't know what else to do?" nodding his head slightly he answered "yes."

I then lowered myself to my knees i looked him in the eyes, cupping his face in my hands i gave my son a kiss on the forehead and hugged him, i told him that as he grows up there will be many different times he will feel the butterflies for a special girl. It is a very special feeling that will make you feel goofy and mixed up alot of the time, and what he should do is to let her know that he likes her, and to be good to her.

My sweet Xavier said that she probably doesn't like him at all, and i told him that she most likely does, but she will probably be goofy also. and she probably already likes him for a friend that you have fun with and that is great.

so this morning before he went to school he just had to go into printshop on the pc to make her a poem with a nice gradient pastel background. of course the romantic he is, he chose the tried but true prose:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.

he then also attached a photo of himself next to his signature on the print out. i helped him put it in an envelope before he ran out the door to catch the bus for school.

Oh boy i am nervous all day now as to what i may or may not have to talk with him about when he comes home tonight as to the outcome of his giving her the poem.

I am very realisitic in looking ahead to the years of "teendom" and adulthood in teaching my children the ways of dealing with emotions now instead of just expecting them to figure it out on their own when it may be too late. the heart felt things are the ones that can put us into more turmoil than most others, and i hopefully will be able to guide them through each one until they can hopefully balance it out on their own. I want to be raising my sons to be men that are comfortable with all of their emotions and it definitely starts here not when they reach their 21st birthday.

I do not like the stereotypical comment "that's a man for you" or "just like a woman" nor do i agree with the sexist lines drawn for young boys and girls as to what expressions of self are allowed or not allowed according to gender, only to have all of those teachings slapped down when the children reach adulthood, and then are expected to behave differently opposite of the gender teachings of their childhood.

So today my seven year old son went to school with a poem he wrote for a special girl that makes him feel butterflies in his heart.

who the hell paid for that?

haaa...
well here i am with my first entry and the damned strongest thought that popped into my head is about a flick i watched the other day.
just to let you know i am one of those rare odd-balls that watches the credits at the end of a movie.
when i go to the theater i sit there until the screen goes completely black and no one is left except for the clean-up crew patiently waiting for my goofy ass to get up and go...lol..

now i want to know why the hell when someone spends so much money in producing a really good flick, why would they hire graphic artists that choose a font type too small and a bit frilly to even be legible for the general public to read? the reason for the credits is to give credit for all involved in the acting , producing, making and background support of a film. and making the font too small to read is like a slap in the face to every individual that should be given recognition of their talents and work involved. all i could think when i saw the credits rolling down the screen was "WTF? Who the hell paid for that?" i couldn't even read the credits with my bifocals tipped at the edge of my nose and my face 2 inches from the television screen!

all righty that's it for now.
i had to get something rolling here, but i believe my intestines have a different thought of something rolling at the moment.... lol..