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Have you all seen the commercials for the new ABC comedy, In the Motherhood? We finally have a show about the funny and not so funny moments in motherhood. I have been watching In the Motherhood webisodes since last year, long before it was announced that it would become a primetime show. Back when the series was broadcasted on the web, I submitted a story to one of their monthly contests. They announced the winners and I wasn’t one of them. I have come to expect rejection. I hope for acceptance but understand that it is rejection that compels me to keep reaching for the unattainable.
About two months or so I was baffled to see an e-mail from ABC and thought maybe it was some type of spam that made its way into my inbox. What I wasn’t expecting, was an offer to buy the rights to what I thought was a losing story.
The payment was small but the thrill was magnificent. Every time I see the commercials, I get excited to think a teeny part of me may be included into something. I know there are many mothers out there that received the same e-mail and payment and I am proud to say I am in their company. Not because I am a writer, but because I am a mother. And every mother has a funny story to tell. What drives us crazy today will make us laugh tomorrow.

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I love a great love song. Sometimes in life, you meet that great love that changes your life. Sometimes even the greatest of loves cannot be together. History is filled with characters that deeply loved each other but couldn’t be together. History is also filled with great loves that were able to stay together for a lifetime.
It’s hard to describe LOVE but once you experience it you never forget it!

This week’s Friday Song is Love Remains the Same by Gavin Rossdale. I love his voice, he’s easy on the eyes and he appears to be a great hubby and daddy!

My favorite lyric in the song is (Make me want to run until I find you).

Happy Friday!

What are you listening to this week?

Lyrics
A thousand times I’ve seen you standing
Gravity like a lunar landing
You make me want to run till I find you
I shut the world away from here
I drift to you, you’re all I hear
As everything we know fades to black

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending

I never thought that I
Had anymore to give
You’re pushing me so far
Here I am without you
Drink to all that we have lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
But love remains the same

I find a place where we escape
Take you with me for the space
The city buzz sounds just like a fridge
I walk the streets through seven bars
I have to find just where you are
The faces seem to blur
They’re all the same

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending

I never thought that I
Had anymore to give
You’re pushing me so far
Here I am without you
Drink to all that we have lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
But love remains the same

So much more to say
So much to be done
Don’t you trick me out
We shall overcome
It’s all left still to play

We – should have the sun
Could have been inside
Instead we’re over here

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending
Too much time too long defending
You and I are done pretending

I never thought that I
Had anymore to give
You’re pushing me so far
Here I am without you
Drink to all that we have lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
Everything will change

I, oh I,
I wish this could last forever
I, oh I,
As if we could last forever

Love remains the same
Love remains the same

Thirteen Things about Maribeth
With four kids, a husband and two dogs life is guaranteed to get hectic at times. Chaos is what I know. I have had people ask me on many occasions, “How do you do it?” My answer is always the same, “There is a place in my mind that I go when life becomes frantic. I run through a field of flowers with a bandanna wrapped around my head, the sun is shining, birds are chirping and I am singing (okay so I’m singing off-key but no one could hear me so who cares). However, before I could run too far something always happens to jerk me back into reality, like tripping over a sneaker and falling flat onto my face while taking the bowl of cereal that I slapped off the cupboard in mid-fall with me.

Sure, there are days I envision jumping off a bridge rather than running through a field of flowers. It’s on those days that I remind myself that one day it will be the chaos I miss.
This week I will list thirteen daily guarantees with a family of six.

1…The garbage can seems to always be full

2… The dishwasher fills up very quickly. (Even with a dishwasher, the sink still accumulates dishes)

3… You can do three loads of laundry a day and still have more.

4… There is someone always hungry. (Despite the fact they just ate)

5… There is always someone thirsty (You pour one drink, sit down to do something and then someone else advises that they are now thirsty too.)

6… There is a spill at least once a day (Last night I salvaged the cheez-its my children left out in the rain only to have them fall out of the cupboard onto the freshly vacuumed floor minutes later)

7… Arguments are happening at all times (I was sitting there, I was watching TV first, Mom said it was my turn on the computer. Note to mother’s, it’s usually moments like this that I try to find my field of flowers)

8… There is never enough hot water for everyone to get a bath or shower (showers and baths must be spaced out over a few hours.)

9… There is always a mess somewhere (Trying to keep a tidy house with four kids is like trying to keep an up-do in a wind tunnel)

10… There are always too many lights on. I am constantly switching off lights to try to conserve energy.

11… Something always goes missing (like a homework assignment or a test that needed to be signed.)

12… Hugs and kisses happen constantly (This guarantee I like)

13…Everything will happen all at once as soon as you get the phone call you were waiting all day to receive.

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When you become a mother, you quickly realize that you must start living life at the seat of your pants. Just when you think things are going okay someone accidentally knocks over your steaming cup of coffee onto the newspaper you just sat down to read. There are few constants with motherhood. Life changes day by day and gets more hectic week by week. There is one thing that you can be sure you will always need, a dishtowel.
A dishtowel becomes an important valuable throughout the day. In my house, we can never have enough. The day starts with a quick clean of the kitchen. The dishtowels conveniently wipe down counters, wash stray dishes and dust off tables and chairs. They serve as hot pads when opening the stove because the hot pads never seem to be around. They can act as placemats and napkins in a pinch or tucked into a belt loop in place of an apron. The dishtowel is a handy invention.
There is always at least one episode during the day that a child accidentally knocks the Spaghettios and meatballs off the table and it lays in a giant red heap on the floor. The last paper towel used only seconds prior to the incident. When all else fails, you use a dishtowel.
When the same child that accidentally knocked over their lunch sits looking at you with sauce wrapped around its lip and there is not a napkin in the house, you use a dishtowel.
The dishtowel is a mother’s best friend. Sure, we women would like to think diamonds are our best pals, but, in reality, the only thing we see sparkling are the counters we just wiped up. Thanks to the dishtowel.

MY FATHER DIED ON 6-8-08 AT 2:15 IN THE MORNING. I AM HAVING A VERY DIFFICULT TIME DEALING WITH HIS DEATH. I LOVED THAT MAN SO MUCH AND WAS VERY PROUD TO SAY HE WAS MY FATHER. I WAS HUMBLED TO SEE HOW MANY PEOPLE HE TOUCHED THROUGHOUT HIS LIFE. ROUGHLY 1000 PEOPLE SHOWED UP AT HIS VIEWING. MY FATHER WAS GENUINE, FUNNY, DEPENDABLE, WISE AND SUPER INTELLIGENT. HE WOULD COMMENT ON MY BLOGS AND EVEN PARTICIPATED IN A THURSDAY THIRTEEN. I AM ALSO DEVASTATED THAT HE DIED WITHOUT SEEING MY FOURTH CHILD WHICH WILL BE HERE ANY DAY NOW.
HIS DEATH AS HARD AS IT WAS FOR MY FAMILY AND I WAS BEAUTIFUL AND ONE DAY I WILL WRITE ABOUT IT. TODAY, I AM POSTING THE POEM I WROTE FOR HIM AFTER HIS DEATH.

DADDY,

Who will I be without you and who will guide me through?

There is no one to replace my Kong, he was only you.

I tried to be unselfish and release your soul to fly

But what I really wanted was for you to never die.

I will hear your words of wisdom gently whispered in my ear

I will feel your warmth surround me and know that you are near.

I will pass on your stories to your grandchildren with pride

I will be at peace knowing you are forever at my side

I will cherish simplicity and never ask for much more

I will try to follow your footsteps so I can reach the same door.

I saw you enter paradise and the excitement you had

I was surprised at how happy I was and not really all that sad.

The six of us released you to the people you longed to see

In the end, I know you will be there to welcome us, your cherished family.

Thirteen Things about Maribeth

Growing up, I loved to watch game shows. My mother was and still is very fond of game shows. Although, I haven’t the time to watch as much television these days as I did in the past, I still like to watch an occassional game show. This week I am listing thirteen games shows I have enjoyed, both past and present.

1…. Price Is Right (I still dream about being called on down. Switcheroo always seemed fun. I would love to spin the big wheel)

2… Tic Tac Dough (Loved this game, hated to see the dragon come up)

3… Press Your Luck (The original show was so much fun to watch. I loved to hate the whammy)

4… 10,000 Pyramid (I love any game that gives you clues and makes you guess the answer)

5… Concentration (players called out two numbers at a time to receive clues. They then had to attempt to guess the rebus) Loved this game, wish it was still on.

5… Wheel of Fortune (I once sent in a postcard hoping I would be chosen as a wheel participant. I think I am pretty good at this one)

6… Family Feud (I always told myself if my family was ever to go on this show I would have to be one of the two chosen for the final round) We had the home version, it was a blast having face-off’s with my sister.

7… Scrabble (I love the board game and loved the game show)

8… Let’s Make A Deal (Blast from the past-This was such a fun show)

9… Match Game (Celebrities helping the contestants by filling in the blanks-this was another great one)

10… Win Lose or Draw (I would have been good at guessing but not so well at drawing)

11… The Newlywed Game (Looking back I remember hearing the question-“How many times a week do you make Whoopee.” (Whoopee? funny stuff)

12… Name That Tune (Ooh I would have been terrible at this one)

13… Jeopardy (This is my game show of choice these days. At least I am learning something while watching this one)

What is or was your favorite?

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Today is starting good. After cruising on over to Keli’s blog at Counterfeit Humans, I received some exciting news. I noticed that Keli received and Excellent Blog award from a fellow reader. I was thrilled for her and was getting ready to send her a pat on the back via cyberspace when I realized that she was handing out awards as well. It was thrilling to see my name and blog listed as one of her recipients for this same award. Writers are filled with insecurities. Am I any good? Do I have any readers?  I could go on and on but you get my drift. Anyway, Keli made this writer a little perkier this morning and I thank her for that. Yay for Keli at Counterfeit Humans, and yay for me over here at Moments and Memories. Today, I will write with a bit more enthusiasm. 

We have a tradition in our family for Christmas. Every Christmas day we have a big Italian dinner with homemade meat and cheese ravioli’s. From as far back as I could remember, my mother and father would set up their stations at the kitchen table and neatly wrap the ravioli’s. My siblings and I would gather around them and help fork the edges so they closed tightly. Festive music played in the background, smiles swept across our faces and anticipation stirred in our bellies. No store could come close to the greatness of our ravioli’s. My father would say, “No one would pack them like we do and hope for a profit,” it just would not make sense. At the end of the ravioli making fest we collect the scraps and boil them to make homemade noodles.

This year was almost the year without ravioli’s. My parents are older now and the process is a bit too much. It takes a long time to make the fillings not to mention all of the dough. “I think this year we will just buy ravioli’s,” my mother declared. It was as if someone announced there would be no more ravioli’s forever. None of us could fathom not tasting our ravioli’s. “Well then we will just have to make them ourselves,” my older sister called out. “Yeah, I agreed, we can’t eat someone else’s ravioli’s, we have to have our own,” It is not because we are spoiled and will not accept anything less; we couldn’t imagine breaking the tradition. Even though, we were all saying we would make them, in some subconscious way we were hoping my mother would change her mind. Then it dawned on us, she really is older and it is too hard for her. It is difficult to accept that our parents have slowed down and we need to step up to the plate if we want to keep traditions alive. Watching someone else do all of the hard work is always easier. We put a plan in motion and shared the responsibilities, instead of one person making everything.

We gathered at my parents’ house and sat around the table. They were there with us, but it was their turn, to sit on the sidelines and observe. I looked around for a moment and snapped a mental picture that I hope stays with me forever. It was never about the ravioli’s. It was about family. Making the ravioli’s was just the excuse for our family to sit around a table for hours, laughing, singing, and occasionally arguing. Deciding not to make them would have ended a chapter too soon. Our ravioli’s are still the best tasting in my book but I realize now it’s because I know first hand just how much love went into making them.

It’s Friday again and I have decided what my Friday Song will be.

I am an optimist!
I am a dreamer!
I am a believer!

This week I have chose Imagine by John Lennon. I chose this song for many reasons.
As a little girl my big sister loved The Beatles. Because I loved her and thought she was pretty cool I listened to the music she listened to. The older I got, I realized she had a direct influence in who I became as a person.
This is one of those songs that makes me stop and think about the lyrics that are being sung. I imagine one day we will live in peace. 🙂

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Lyrics to Imagine by John Lennon

Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today…

Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace…

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world…

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one

I have decided to try something new. Each week I am going to post a song that I feel like listening to. I will include the lyrics. It’s my way of sharing my musical interests and maybe giving a brief description o f why I like or chose the song. If anyone is interested in joining me, leave your link in my comments. Put up a song of your own. You could learn a lot about a person from the music they like. It’s another great way to get to know people. Music touches all of us for different reasons. I could love a song because of the melody or because of one lyric. My taste is very diverse.

For my first Friday Song I have decided on Carly Simon’s Coming Around Again.

It represents the place that I am in my life now and I have always loved this song. Enjoy

Coming Around Again Lyrics

Baby sneezes
Mommy pleases
Daddy breazes in
So good on paper
So romantic
But so bewildering

I know nothing stays the same
But if you’re willing to play the game
It’s coming around again
So don’t mind if I fall apart
There’s more room in a broken heart

You pay the grocer
Fix the toaster
Kiss the host goodbye
Then you break a window
Burn the souffle
Scream the lullaby

I know nothing stays the same
But if you’re willing to play the game
It’s coming around again
So don’t mind if I fall apart
There’s more room in a broken heart

And I believe in love
But what else can I do
I’m so in love with you

I know nothing stays the same
But if you’re willing to play the game
It will be coming around again