I am in two flickr photography groups now; they are basically one in the same. Jessica started 30 Tiny Moments, and I’ve already shared with you about 365 Daily Moments. Basically, they both have given me even more reason to look more intricately at the world and life around me EVERY SINGLE DAY. Capturing it on film (do we still call it “film” when it is digital?) and sharing it with you.
So, my photographed Tiny Daily Moment(s) for today was captured in my second home; the dusty, slobber-crusted, needs to be vacuumed, coffee and Sonic Cherry Coke carrying, kid-toting, gas-guzzling, Chevy Suburban. I call her Helga, because only a stout German woman in desperate need of a good shave could haul around my clan with as few complaints as she has; a few creaks and sputters here and there, but overall, she’s a gem.
But still, if I’m honest, THAT shouldn’t be my moment of the day. My moment of the day should have been AFTER school drop-offs, dropping the cat off at the vet, running errands, school pickups, taking Kenny for a playdate, taking Meredith to dance, and driving Emelie to the library.
My true Daily Moment – that Tiny Little Moment that should shine throughout history would be SNORING IN THE LIBRARY.
It was so cold and quiet. The pleather couch was so cozy and Emelie was snuggled up next to me. I was reading and listening to the murmurs around me and I.just.dozed.off. Next thing I know Emelie is nudging me with this look on her face between complete embarrassment and total amusement.
“MOM! You’re snoring.”
I sat up a bit, looked around, checked the time on the cell phone and closed my eyes – just to rest them – once more.
Nudge*Nudge*
“MOM! You’re doing it AGAIN!”
A good mom would have stopped then. A mom that doesn’t want to embarrass her eldest daughter in public would have sat up and maybe stretched, listened to some iTunes, gone to the bathroom to splash cold water on her face, or walked outside for some fresh muggy, damp air. But not me. Oh no, I had dreams to fall back into and mountains to move.
Nudge*HIT*SMACK!*Nudge!
“MOM-MY! You’re … aagh… it’s time to get Meredith.”
And so I stood up and straightened my shirt, looking around to see what kind of audience I had (but not before checking my face for drool). No one. I was snoring in absolute privacy – what was HER problem anyway?!
heh heh
Then she starts giggling.
“Look Mom, you were sitting on a butterscotch wrapper.”
“You think that’s funny do you?”
She was still giggling as we walked out the sliding glass door into the environmental sauna we call the great outdoors here in Texas.
So I said, “You’re only laughing because you wish you were sweet enough to poop butterscotch candies in your sleep.”
Then she was rolling.
Hey, it was a moment – just because it wasn’t captured on film didn’t make it a moment.
Right?
Right?
18 Comments
Mrs. Wilson
RIGHT!
Angella
Right!
Though a sound clip would be pretty funny ;)
ukrainiac
Too, too funny. And it most definitely, in my humble but correct opinion, counts as a moment!
Holley
Last night, while the kids plus one boyfriend sat in the livingroom floor, I curled up undr my blanket in my comfy chair. Next thing I knew I was snoozing. I woke myself up after one particularly loud snort. Everyone was staring at me. Kids laughing. ” You have been breathing hard for awhile but that was a good one” So glad I could be your amusement for the night. Then I sent them all to bed.
mamalang
Love it!
We had to sit through Shakespeare for my oldest last week, and I had to keep nudging my mom and husband.
Anna at Hank & Willie
Love your story of Helga. My sweet Effie, a VW station wagon, is starting to creak a little, think it is all the crumbs she carries around?
Jeana
The pooping butterscotch candies totally got me.
Andrea
Right, exactly. :) Reminds me of offering to show my daughter the dance routine from “love is a battlefield”. The fact we were in a fast food place didn’t deter me, but it did her.
ashpags
Hahaha! It definitely counts as a moment. =)
Pam
Oh you just made my day. Between pooping butterscotch and naming the suburban Helga, I am giggling out loud. It takes a great deal to make me do that. I think I am going to name my van. Somehow “Mini” just isn’t quite right for her!
jenn
ohh i had to chuckle here! I have been in your spot so many times! hmm pooping butterscotch may not be a bad thing LOL.. definately a good tiny moment for sure!
Shannon
I swear. Sometimes you are SO witty! HA! I wish I could’ve witnessed that one! Reminds me of when I was teaching – I was always telling the kids goofy things like that just to get a funny reaction! I LOVED IT! Thanks for a laugh today! You ROCK!
seven
That’s so hilarious. The snoring, the pooping butterscotch candies… I love it.
I love that you named your car Helga. I had a 1965 Ford Falcon that I named Hank. He was a good guy. :)
Christina (in mo)
because my daughter and I share your humour (she is after all eight going on 105) pooping butterscotch shot chicken out of my noise and spit out of her mouth. It was great~ thanks for sharing that!
Jersey Girl
Funny :)
Lanna
Oh my stars. You’re fabulous. :) Pooping butterscotch candy… Heehee.
Mr. OMSH
OMSH = verbal artist.
There are several words that you use that truly remind me of why I hold you so dear in my heart….unfortunately ‘poop’ is not one of them.
MMM
too funny!