Throw Mama From The Train

I think in the movie though they spelled mama, Momma, which I know is a personal preference and my preference is mama. Just so you know. Potayto potahto.

Also, I never really liked that Billy Crystal movie (my heart belongs to When Harry Met Sally) because the old lady that played mama (momma) was extra irksome, but it popped into my head this morning anyway.

I cannot stop these things.

I took Annelise to school this morning, you know, like I usually do.
(Annelise & Carly her b-day present (Am. Girl) who looks a lot like Jane (TarJay) but who has much nicer hair and clothes. I guess it's true about getting what you pay for.)

We've been alternating between the car-drop off and parking and schlepping in together, which all depends on whether or not I am at least minimally together. Today I was dressed, though I was wearing the same pair of battered boyfriend jeans for possibly the 1oth day straight and I had some make-up on so we schlepped it. Some mornings she is so excited to get to class and see her friends that she's 30 paces in front of me like I'm the unfavored wife and I seriously question why she wants me to walk her inside in the first place. But I do it.

On the way home I was stopped by the world's longest and slowest train at an intersection and then faced waiting on it to pass again so I could turn into our neighborhood a few minutes later. I made the spontaneous decision that I'd much rather wait in the drive-through at Starbucks and pay $4.00 for a Pumpkin Spice Latte than wait for five minutes to turn onto our street for free.

So I did. And yes, I subscribe to my own brand of logic.

As soon as I got home I cranked the AC down so I could more fully enjoy my Pumpkin Spice Latte and delude myself that it's almost fall.

And no, I'm not bitter or jealous at all when I read posts about people already enjoying their delightful fall weather and have already artfully arranged their porches with mums and pumpkins.


Maybe I lied.

Which is rather unfortunate because I made a big, fat hairy deal out of catching Annelise in a lie yesterday. It went down something like me asking her if she put her clothes and shoes away when she was upstairs, her answering yes while she was face down in her Nintendo DS, then seeing me walk toward the stairs and suddenly ask me if I was going upstairs. I wasn't, but the jig was up at that point.

I was in the middle of the vacuuming/mopping/sweating process so I took her Nintendo away then told her to write her spelling words two times each and I would meet her at the table in a minute. I have always been somewhat on the fence about using scriptures to reprimand, fearing that quoting them in times of bad behavior/correction might create a negative association in her mind which could defeat my whole purpose.

But I don't necessarily agree with that either because all scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the man of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work. (2 Timothy 3:16-17)

So there's that.

Plus I think back to Little House on the Prairie and Anne of Green Gables and a little writing/copying as punishment didn't hurt Laura Ingalls or Anne with an E Shirley either.

We sat at the table and talked about lying and then we looked up some verses to see what God says about it. I know that lying is part of life, part of growing up, but I wanted to make an impression (again) on her young heart that it is ever so wrong.

She started to read Proverbs 12:22 out loud and when she looked back up at me her eyes were filled with tears. We talked about what the verse meant and I reassured her that God always loves her (as do I), but He is terribly disappointed when we lie (me too). Then I asked her to write the verse, which she did.
Then we said a little prayer so she could ask God to forgive her for lying and we wrapped things up with a loooong hug.
I think an impression was made.
I hope it was the right one.
Hold on, we're making a sudden leap from all of that to this photo, which I took to document 1.)I actually made a small effort with my appearance this morning, which really does set the tone for the day, 2.)my hair is showing severe neglect what with the glaring roots and sly comb-over necessary to camouflage my gray skunk stripe and C.) this $9.99 shirt from Old Navy has become one of my faves. I think I may need to wash it.
Along with my jeans.

But not today because I'm already wearing them.
If I knew a clever way to wrap up this rather disjointed post about Billy Crystal, school drop-off routines, trains, Starbucks, longing for fall, lying, the bible, on-the-spot motherhood decisions, my hair and the wearing of jeans far past their prime, I would.
Well, I guess we'll just have to use our imagination won't we?


  1. All I can say is I'll pay $4.35 for a grande decaf soy pumpkin spice latte anyday. I have given up coffee and switched to decaf hot tea but when Starbucks rolled out the pumpkin spice on Sept 1 I had to at least get a decaf one. Every day.

  2. I wish you could have some fabulous fall weather come your way, it is glorious! The leaves on our mountains are turning orange, but down by our houses is still green. It was 91 degrees yesterday, but the nights are down to the low 50's.

  3. good job on the impression you made!

    I saw a guy carrying a pumpkin out of HEB the other day. I almost could not believe it. you know, with fall not so in the air….


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