Monthly Archives: June 2010

what a great view!

In case you didn’t know, this here suburban island, Bainbridge Island, has a plethora of unsolicited advice givers rep.

“Rustic yet somehow surprisingly expensive charm with lovely winding roads bikers beware! and gardens unless you live perpetually in shade like me,” they sing from the visitor’s bureau site.

Yet, just the other day during the usual playdate drop-off action, I pulled my car up to a stop sign and saw something, er, out of the ordinary for this tres chic island.

A small boy, a preschooler, I’d guess, marched out on his second-story balcony. I glanced up in my momentary pause for traffic to pass. Some part of my brain must have noticed him fidgeting with his pants as he walked out because I recall having a fleeting thought of oh, there must be a little potty on the balcony.

Wrong.

Just as I started to turn into the road, I was afforded a terrific balcony side view of this little boy’s two-story tall stream of pee flying off the balcony (through the slats) and down to the grassy yard below.

I gasped. And chuckled. Bainbridge Island image, take that! Bam!

Days later, I drove past that apartment complex and realized its name: Western View Terrace.

Western View Terrace, indeed.

A great view to enjoy if your bladder needs relieving.

A not-so-great view if you’re walking your dog under the terrace.

Do you think they should add something to the island’s marketing tools? How could we enhance our image even more?
In addition to quaint shops and forests of emerald, enjoy expansive freedom of personal….release?
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Other suggestions?

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low tides and high voices

When you go to the beach at low tide with two 7-year-old girls, you should expect two things to happen.

1. There will be lots of pointing:
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Not to mention, double pointing (oops, mentioned it):
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2. THERE WILL BE LOTS OF SCREAMING, such as, HEY, LOOK AT THIS CRAB! or COME ‘ERE! HURRY! or MOMMY, I’M BLEEDING!

Yes, we always love the calming effect of the seashore, DON’T YOU?

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the end of school is the start of the can-can, or vice versa

Well, it finally happened. My child graduated first grade. Ugh. I am so not ready for her growing up so freakin fast. Know what I mean?

Naturally, she her mom, not so much is excited to have summer come.

But I have to wonder if she was gladly anticipating school being out,
or this annual event at her grade school:
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The Teacher Can-Can

All the teachers form a line and do their best high kicks as the school buses drive by honking their horns. Quite a ruckus.

How’s that for school spirit?

Hard to say who’s more excited for summer…kids or teachers??

Happy Summer, Everyone!

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friendship, mom-style

Let’s talk a moment about friends, shall we?
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No one warns you that starting your own family may snuff out friendships. If not snuff out, at least dampen them a bit.

Okay, to be honest, someone did warn me. But I didn’t believe him. I figured like so many married men who were “suffering” to one extent or another, this was standard b.s. offered to a single woman. Naturally, I scoffed.

Now, I see.

The Mom life is a busy life, with many demands and pressures. Mom friendship consists of “being friends” along with some other “function,” such as airing out kids at the park, walking, or if you’re lucky, getting drunk at karaoke. Kind of like Bret Michaels lately, these relationships are more “busy” than “deep.”

Is it difficult for you moms to find friends you can truly confide in? Someone who actually wants you to confide in them, unlike the hubs who’d prefer to hear the dog’s grievance (as if any dog of ours has a grievance! what? more pillows for her on our bed?)?

I can’t blame the hubs. Men, we love you, but you are just different. Your friendships have always consisted of someone to get drunk with, shoot birds or mammals hoops the shit with. You don’t get it.

Finding a good friend when you’re an adult is like that awkward hell of blind dates. You meet someone, you sniff them out, their attire, their cultural references, their sense of humor. You wonder if you’d “mesh.” You may suggest a coffee date, a shopping date, perhaps a playdate with kids if you’re not too sure about the whole scene (yes, adding toddlers always improves things!).

You’re never sure if they liked you or if you could trust them with important personal information, like who your latest TV crush is.

And with kid pressures in the mix, you’re never sure if they intentionally hung up on you or if their kid really was drinking glue at that very moment. Glue is quite a popular beverage.

Overall, I find it’s a slow and complicated scene (longer than me knitting that damn hat), this making new friends as a mom.

More people are involved in the selection process; more people add their own obstacles and complications. More people are drinking glue.
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Do you find it easy or hard to make new friends? And “friending” on Facebook doesn’t count!

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Coon Town

Guess who’s come to dinner? And breakfast and lunch…
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Why it’s Procyon lotor, the common raccoon! And by “common,” we mean plentiferous.

He’s practically cute in a sneaky, mean, creepy kinda way. Looks at those little paws, ready to pick all the seeds out of the feeder (and possibly the eyes out of your dog).

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I’m not sure what this pose is. He does it all the time when we spot him on the deck. He doesn’t hop off post haste. I might leave, I might not..What are you gonna do about it?

Heck, even with the Dog moaning/groaning/foaming, that raccoon saunters in his own sweet time.

Oh, to be so cool under pressure!
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Maybe he doesn’t realize someone in the house wants to make a pin cushion out of him with her teeth, and someone else wants to make a nifty hat from his furry goodness.

Me, I just think he’s trying to get by, like the rest of us….
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And you, are you gunning for him? Is he aggravating you? Or has he won you over?

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