Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Good morning

And so it appears the Christmas connundrum concensus would be.... drum roll please... let Santa bring the boy a pop gun. I must confess that oddly that was my gut... I too want to keep the magic (what there is in the world) alive. The same reason I HAD to get my daughter a little jewelry box with a ballerina in it -- you would too if you'd seen those eyes, that excitement!

So now I've got THE pop-gun... it is just a few more days of work and preparation while waiting to see if the boy is thrilled beyond belief or says something like "oh that's not what I thought it was gonna be." Wouldn't that just be the way.

And speaking of work... I'm finding that one of my favorite times of the week is the time between leaving my house at 7:15 am and arriving at my office around 8 or 8:15 am. Armed with my latest knitting project (only to be done while waiting at red traffic lights), I find myself caught up in scanning the radio dial for a beloved song (whether old or new). You'd be surprised (or maybe not) at just how many times you must circle the dial before finding anything worth listening to, let along a favored tune!

This morning's play list included:

"New Attitude" by Patti Labelle
"How to Save a Life" by The Fray
"I Only Want to Be With You" by Hootie & the Blowfish (used to love them)
"One of These Nights" by The Eagles
"My Love is Leaving" by Michael McDonald (was too star struck to talk to him when I ran into him at a vending machine at Warner Brothers records ages ago).
"In Your Eyes" by Peter Gabriel (I sure hope my son appreciates the greatness of this guy when he finally figures out the connection to his own middle name)!
"Three Marlenas" by The Wallflowers
"Waiting on the World to Change" by John Mayer (The more I hear, the more I love this artist)
"Hey Ya" by Outkast
(How can you NOT love this song. It's just so dang funky and peppy. I was thinking that if I'm ever stranded without coffee, this song just might do the trick).


  1. A couple of years ago Anne HAD to have this planetarium like thingy...you know the kind that makes a star show in your room. Totally disappointed by it. I think we looked at the stars once or twice and that was it.

    Then the little card game I picked up almost as an afterthought...is still being played. Go figure. We'll see what's a hit and what isn't.


  2. Oh, ye of little faith! :-)

    If it's one he has seen, then it should be wonderful!
    Have an excellent week! And remember, after the hustle and bustle of this week, the 12 days really starts, that's the time to slow down and enjoy the wonder!

  3. Well... did he like it?

  4. we need an update on MamaPT. Did your sweet little guy enjoy all his gifts? The pop gun in particular? It's such a funny thing, a child's interest in toy guns. Linked to fantasy, I guess. Can't imagine your cutest, sweetest kids playing even a little bit violently, but then it might be very natural. I'm pretty sure it's natural to play hunter, pioneer, marksman, cowboy. Soldier? And a pop gun isn't a machine gun... it's a toy, and it's pretty tame. Sort-of cartoonish and whimsical.

    Much like a pop gun, the ballerina jewelry box is classic... a tradition. The inventors of these toys really knew the hearts of children. To me, both are symbolic of healthy childhood. I think. Especially if they're balanced out with other stuff, which I know you do. Now that he has a pop gun, I can't imagine he suddenly wants bullets.