My baby beloved is graduating....

And I'm a hot mess, but at least I'm hot right? But seriously, when my oldest son had his last play in high school, it was no big deal. He was fantastic, as always, but it didn't bother me. Same when he graduated. I mean yes, I did tear up, but it wasn't an emotional time for me leading up to his walk. But this go around, when Spencer had his last play, I was crying and couldn't even speak to him after the show. I hugged him and walked quickly to my car. It was awful. The whole walk I was talking to myself and almost annoyed with myself that I was showing this kind of emotion in public. I mean I do have standards people.


This past week I have friends whose kids are also graduating and every time I see their pictures I continue to dread my own ceremony tomorrow. People from work have asked about it and just them inquiring  makes my eyes well up. It's so stupid and unlike me. But I think it's because he is the baby and he is a much younger soul than my oldest. Skyler is a lot like me. He hides his pain and just says "he's fine". I know that, but Spencer doesn't hide it and he is so sweet, gentle, kind, giving and thoughtful, that I worry what this world will do to him. He's had his first love and heartbreak and he handled that fairly well. I mean let's be honest, getting your heartbroken is never easy to get over. But releasing him to the wild, worry some world is scary for me. I want him to get out and experience everything but I don't want him to get hurt. Obviously, there is nothing I can do about it but just be there to guide, educate or support him in whatever he does. That's what being a parent is about, at least for me.


I'm sure once he walks and gets his fake degree at the ceremony, I will be teary but then it will be over. It will be just another memory for him and me. But I could not be more prouder of both my sons. They have  turned out to be very giving, thoughtful, kind, charitable young men. Their Dad and I may not agree on pretty much anything, but we did do that right. So march on my 18 year old baby beloved. You got this!


Hugs and kisses to all of you and please be safe this holiday weekend. Muah!

Happy Birthday Candace!

Typically, when a friend has a birthday coming up I like to dedicate a blog entry just for them. Sort of like my cheapo birthday present, but filled with love, humor and always a good time. This will be no exception.


I first met Candace around 4 years ago I believe. As with a lot of us, I met her through another good friend and now Candace and I are best pals. She is about to turn the big 4-0, and doing so still makes her the baby of our group. She is super smart, hard working, dedicated to her kids and family and she's a pretty good friend too, just don't expect her to reply with haste to your texts. I wish I could say I was kidding, but alas, if I were drowning she would not be the person I texted for help. :) But if I wanted shots, she is most definitely the friend I need around.


Candace is married to an awesome guy we all love, Kenny, and not only does he have a full time job where he gets to work earlier than I do, that's 6am kids, but he plays amazing drums in at least 5 bands and then he will run sound for other bands around out lovely area. I call him the hardest working man in showbiz. Both of them are very caring and giving people and both of them make me laugh out loud, and if you know me, I'm loud. You always know when I am in the building, but I come by it honestly, both my parents are loud laughers too. Anyhoo, this isn't about me though.


So let's see, I've covered how we met, what a great person she is etc, what else? Oh I know, we are all very fierce Mum's and Dad's if anyone crosses our path or our kids, but Candace, who is the quiet, soft spoken one in our group, will cut a mutha effing b*tch if you mess, look at wrong, or harm any of her beloved children. In no way, shape or form, am I joking. I have seen it, it was scary too. You really do have to watch the quiet types. All that pent up niceness will just explode one day and dayum, you just got served, Candace style.


I wish nothing but great memories, fantastic health and wonderful years on my girl Candace. She truly is one of a kind and we are all better people for having her in our lives.


Kiss kiss, hug hug Candace, I love you to the moon and back. Happy Birthday!!!!