THIS Is What It Feels Like

You are an adult...
Living in San Francisco...
Circa 2008...
Notice arrives, via Gmail, that your son has risen to the top of the preschool waiting list that you have been waiting on...
For 1.5 years...
He's in...
!!!...
This is your greatest accomplishment since a vaginal birth...
(unfortunately...)
And not one person answers their phone during your midday Victory Phone Lap...
Because not one close friend/family member has a similar lifestyle...
(crickets...)
Well...
At least he's in.

Are We the Most Normal People We Know?

Sooooo, I've been working pretty hard to make new friends. For a few years now. The challenge of which has been compounded by the fact that I already have a "new best friend" who is almost three years old... and shares none of my common interests except M&M's and traveling... and not sleeping in.

You might imagine that my enthusiasm has waned a bit after three years of none of our close and beloved friends stepping up to the stirrups and producing any "new best friends" of their own. Leaving me and my main man a little up the creek without any friends with paddles... or babies.

I think I'm going to leave it at that for now... because some of our beloved would love to be ready to produce some new best friends and they cannot and I should not type another word about it until I...

The World Is Totally Scary

But I still want to have another baby.

And this explains why the human race has not expired.

Eternal optimists even in the face of uncertain realities.

Back

I would like a time machine that would ferry us to the rooftop at 18th Street. Where we could listen to Chet Baker and sip our gin & tonics... and fall inlove without having to wake up early or make breakfast or wake up early AND make breakfast.

My time machine could not make me love you more but it could make love more leisurely.

May I Please Have My Do-Over Now?

One of the most difficult factors about being a mother is that failure lasts longer.

2008: Goal Number 3

Play more Scrabble.

2008: Goal Number 2

Learn how to recreate the oft ordered Smiling Noodles (from Chow) in our own kitchen... so we can smile at home even more often.

2008: Goal Number 1

Start a band with my husband & son.
Love playing live.
Dub ourselves "lolBOM"
Tell the record execs to FUCK OFF when they offer the lucrative deal.
Go independent... on our own terms, of course.
Sign a lucrative deal behind our son's back so we can pay for his education...
and new drum kit.

Happy New Year!