Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Turn the page (punk girl grows and grows)

Okay its a snowy day in America and Its my birthday.  I could wax poetically about what its like to be another year older, but I wont  Its not like I'm a 100 years old but I am older.  I got myself a new Franz Ferdinand ring tone for my phone yeah me.  I'm doing everything I would normally do except that we are off for the week for midwinter break so I'm taking more naps because we all know Punk girls need their rest. Its my 46th birthday but my 18 year old son Say's when he gets up Happy Birthday, hows it feel to be old.  I mean your almost 50.  I bit back the feisty retort and said, It feels pretty good and I meant it.   Except for the aches and pains that come with age and my chosen profession (no I'm not a wrestler) I feel good about where I am now and am looking forward to keeping moving forward. 
I took time to peruse the Netflix and saw they had episodes of felicity and firefly.  I have become engrossed in watching them.  I relate more to Megan on felicity without the anger issues and the money, than I do felicity.  I just love Joss whedon productions because he did a great job with Buffy and Angel.  It had its sappy moments but In large part it was a good show.  It was nice to chill and enjoy the fun of the shows again.
Any who Punk girl has gotten older and thinks the fun is just starting but do they make clubs for people who get  tired early and now have arthritis in places that used to rock?=) 
Keep the faith and live large And if your near a place to party do so on me.   

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Punk Girls and Mamahood

Okay. clearly im past being sick and crazy in the last blog... lets move on.

What happens when a punk girl meets boy? a Beautiful boy, with dreamy eyes and gorgeous curly hair and skin like satin.  She hugs him and kisses him and calls him son.  What happens when a punk girl becomes punk mama and has a son.  
Well it was scary.  What does she know about becoming a mother?  Not a bunch, but just like any other mom she gets it as she goes along.  I thought being a mom meant not being (punk girl) any more.  It just meant that  that (punk girl) changed a little.  I still listened to my music and loved my clothes but I also had a son who I was introducing to life.  I gave him the cure and Mozart, P funk and the all stars, and the Dead Kennedy's.   I watched him love hip hop, and hard rock and EMO and goth, and finally develop his own style.  Much more like mom than I would have imagined.  I guess the point of this is that, we adapt when we become parents we give them the best we can and hope for the best.   Ive been in love with this boy for 18 years on Feb 3rd, we made it together and I wish the best for him.  I give him the world.
Now my readers.  (if I still have any)  Its okay to be who you are despite the fact that some family will say oh its time to grow up leave that (punk) stuff behind.  You can't leave what  you are behind its what makes you a person and its what you give to everyone you touch including children if that's whats in your picture.  Good luck and happy parent days for those of you with children.  p.s (I love you N happy bday tomorrow. love PUNK MaMa)