Here on the frontier, There are falling leaves, Although my neighbors are all barbarions…And you? You are a thousand miles away. There are always two cups on my table.

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Sex Offender Registry: Check Out Your Neighborhood Today!

One should feel safe in their own neighborhood, wouldn’t you agree?

 In my zip code there are 157 registered sex offenders.

 People (if you can call them that), that have raped children, hurt them

 sexually and get their nuts off on trading pictures of naked children. 

The second thing that bugs me are the innocent parents who stupidly put their children out on nthe sidewalk hailing down cars to buy a cup of lemonade.

I stopped today by a little girl to buy a cup.

 I never got out of my car. She reached in the car window to hand me the cup.

I held back the the money so she had to reach in again.

I asked her, “If I wanted to know your name, or how old you were or where you lived, what would you say?”

“Well I live right here at 34 Ivy Drive, I’m 8 years old and my name is Emily.”

You’re a smart girl. Where’s your mama.

I went to the door.

I tried as gently as possible to talk with the mom.  This neighborhood just isn’t safe for her child to be on the street like that.

“Oh I am watching her from the window.”

Lady, while you’re watching from the window. I’ve hauled her into my car.

Think about it.

I left with a loud “Who in the hell do your think you are!!!” Ringing behind me.

157 registered sexual offenders in my zipcode.

How many in yours?

This is gmom,

peace out.

A Little Child Shall Lead Them (Isaiah 11:6)

Recently our community was dealt a one 2 punch.

A double loss that took the balance and breath from many of us,

gmom included.

The sorrow was irrefutable. The pain undeniable.

With the Holiday upon us we mourned silently.

Celebrating was out of the question.

A heaviness hung over us,

the Spring storms reflected our troubled spirits.

But there are those you encounter in life who unwittingly walk you through difficult times.

Their goodness, integrity and even purity make it easier for us to…well… get on with it.

This is that story.

In a basement room a  young woman’s smile

And her earnest husband’s sweetness,

lifted my heart.

They don’t even know me. Not really.

But I went with them,

As they birthed their child.

As much as this woman held on to me,

I held on to her.

And in that moment of birth I cannot say much but this.

The world revolved softly again,

colors came back into focus,

and I felt the earth solid and true

as it had always been.

It seemed fitting to leave the new family,

with the father watching over the nursing mother.

The sun was setting.

The sky grew dim, then dark.

Day folded silent into night as I walked home.

This is gmom,

Peace out.

What’s up With Toddler Birthday Parties

I should have known something was up when my sweetie Moonbeam daughter in law agreed that I should  take  granddaughter Starlite to Spencer Henry’s Birthday party.

I picked up a reluctant Starlite who is 2 1/2 years old.

“Don’t you want to go to Spencer Henry’s party?”

“No!”

That was my first clue that this unexpected windfall of semi private time with Starlite was not going to be all that.

Apparently childrens parties are no longer held in said children’s homes. Now they are held in specialized amusement facilities. Complete with Cinderella castles, ball rooms, mini roller coasters and padded walls.

For $25 a head you get use of the gaming area, a party room with balloons, a sign, a completely set up room for the party and a number of numbed out young adults paid to make sure the young party goers don’t crack their tender skulls on any hard surface.

It’s a bargain.  I think.

So Starlite joined the melee and I joined the many parents and younger siblings and various other grandparents standing around in a stupefied group watching the youngsters go mad with excitement all of us thinking the same thing…

No, not what a ridiculous party for a 3 yr.  old.

We  were thinking, whose kid will vomit first

and will we have to clean it up???

I lucked out when Starkite needed a diaper change at cake time. (Thank you God).

I bypassed the changing room which only access was through an impressive gift shop and headed straight for the car.

I changed Starlite there and convinced her what an awesome party that was but  now we were going home.

Having a full social schedule, Starlite was aware of missing cake so we side stepped to a local bakery and bought a cupcake suitably decorated for a birthday.

That satisfied her.

Girl was tired and I was wondering. What’s the dealio with birthday parties and parents today. When my kids were growing up we sent cupcakes to school to share with classmates and that was it.

Maybe I’m behind the times.

What do you do for your kid’s birthday parties?

This is gmom and little Starlite wondering….what’s going on.

Another Ordinary Day in Baltimore

The Professor, Bart and China on an Ordinary Day

If you have lived at all,
Any number of years,
Then you know,
What I’m talking about.

When I say.

Thank God,for another ordinary day.

No one has woken up,
On the wrong side,
Of the bed.

Both cars are in,
the driveway.

All tires are,
inflated,
and the garbage cans,
are where they
should be.

Everyone finds something to eat,
For breakfast,
and there’s enough coffee,
for everyone.

It’s not too hot out,
it’s not too cold.

There’s still oily water in,
the Gulf,
but no new wars today.

My child overseas,
is coming home,
soon.

Obama said the “A” word,
and brought,
us all down
a notch.

But no one seems to notice.

No early ,morning phone calls,
For emergencies.

No one died,
In the night.

No babies lost.

No crises to shake,
this ordinary day.

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