Ks Are Wild

Ever had one of those less-than-stellar parental moments when perhaps you’re standing in the kitchen working on dinner, waiting for your spouse to return from work, and muttering to yourself about your kids driving you nuts and just when you’re about to freak out and blow your top and do – you scream at the kids in the other room, “That’s IT!!!!  I’ve had it!!!!” only to hear happy cries of “Daddy!!!” (who must’ve just walked in the door but you didn’t hear the door open because you were too busy losing your temper), and the radio goes silent as it switches to a new song, which distracts your brain from its tantrum long enough for you to notice what the new song is and comprehend the lyrics in a whole new way?  And then it makes you feel sorry, ashamed, and foolish enough to chuckle at yourself and then go apologize to your kids?

Well, I did.  Just yesterday in fact.   And this was the song that was the comedic ice breaker:

Lyrics to “Undun” by The Guess Who

She’s come undun
She didn’t know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late

She’s come undun
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn’t fly
It was too late

It’s too late
She’s gone too far
She’s lost the sun

She’s come undun
She wanted truth but all she got was lies
Came the time to realize
And it was too late

She’s come undun
She didn’t know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
Mama, it was too late

It’s too late
She’s gone too far
She’s lost the sun
She’s come undun

Too many mountains, and not enough stairs to climb
Too many churches and not enough truth
Too many people and not enough eyes to see
Too many lives to lead and not enough time

It’s too late
She’s gone too far
She’s lost the sun

She’s come undun
Doe-doe-doe-doe-doe doe un doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe
Doe doe-doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe doe-doe-doe
Doe doe-doe-doe doe doe-doe-doe doe doe

—— flute ——

It’s too late
She’s gone too far
She’s lost the sun

She’s come undun
She didn’t know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late

She’s come undun
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn’t fly
Mama, it was too late

It’s too late
She’s gone too far
She’s lost the sun

She’s come undun
No no-no-no-no-no no
Doe doe doe-doe

On the flipside, I handled a very similar moment to this comic strip the other night much better than my aforementioned breakdown.  After being awoken in the middle of the night to tend to Kellen’s growing pains (this entails Ibuprofen, Ben Gay type substance massaged into legs and sometimes arms, and nuking a sand/rice hull heating pad in the microwave).   I had been enjoying this quiet, private, very sweet, tender moment with my son whereupon many kisses and lovey dovey words were exchanged and had turned to leave when Kellen suddenly cried out with great urgency, “WAIT!!!”  Startled, I asked him what was the matter.  The reply and subsequent interchange went something like this:

Kellen:  I have something important to ask you.

Me: Yeeees?  (thinkingto myself:  What on earth could it possibly be?  That’s so urgent and so important to know right now at 2 am?!!)

Kellen:  How do you make pizza?

Me:  Giggle, giggle, snort, tear, tee hee…  I love you Kellen.  I’ll show you tomorrow.  You can help me make it for dinner.

Kellen:  Ok.  Mom, will you get off my blanket?  I want to sleep now.

Me: Ok.  Giggle.  You are too cute, Little Man.  Sweet Dreams.

(door closes)  Man, I wish Kham was awake so I can tell him that one!!!

Compared to Kosette’s thought-provoking but taxing and loaded questions of late like “Who and why was the earth created?  And why does Mother Earth give me headaches?  Why did Mother Earth make me so short when you’re so tall?  And why would someone want to kill themselves?” it was a relief to get a question I could answer without having to think so hard and answer so carefully.  Ah, my children amuse me so much.  Think I’ll keep them around a little longer.  <Wink>

I’ve been enjoying my summer….away from the computer.  Not that the computers or the internet has been functioning correctly recently.  Arg!  Somewhat the main reason for my lack of email, blogging, and facebook communication.  I’ll be cooped up in the fall and winter soon enough.  So I, and the rest of us Oregonians, have been basking in the summer sun, relishing the perfect temperature for evenings outside, and generally avoiding all things relating to or relegated to the interior of a home.  Thus, my noticing and enjoyment of said sky.

Tonight we went to the free concert in Central Park here in Corvallis and listened to three different acts whilst sitting on our picnic quilt and watching our kids gallivant with other youngins.  We couldn’t help but chuckle as the music seemed to match our children’s antics to a tee, making it the perfect soundtrack.  It was absolute mayhem resembling a mad chase scene from Scooby Doo or some other cartoon: they were running around in circles, doing mad puppy sprints, dog piles, dives back onto the quilt, cartwheels, and dress spinning while the band played.

Looking like this:

Only to music more along the likes of this only a little more 60s Scooby Dooish:

Later, a different band played some retroey funky stuff that Kham and I were sorta able to swing dance to.  I kept on wanting to break out into a frug like in some Bob Fosse number from Sweet Charity:

or the big dance scene in Austin Powers (which, by the way, if this music doesn’t make your toes twitch and you want to dance, you’re made of stone!!!)

And as we left the clouds in the sky were the most amazing peachy pink against the periwinkle blue…I wish I’d had my camera.  This is some other person’s random picture on the internet and it resembles our sky alot. 

I call it Maxfield Parrish sky.  We get that around here and it is so stunning.  How lucky am I to live here in this place where I can pretend I’m living in a Maxfield Parrish painting?!!  For those who don’t know who Maxfield Parrish is, well, he was an amazing artist who painted a lot of landscapes as well as nudes in fantasy settings with a blue and white sky undertoned background.  I’m not even going to attempt to describe his work to you.  But he is famous for the luminosity and interesting hues in his skies.  I’m sure you’ve seen posters and prints of his work or a coffee table book somewhere.  He is one of my favorite artists and here is a wiki link where you can learn more.  Maybe these will help jog your memory:

See what I mean jellybean?