Gypsies in the Twilight Zone

Here we are, another Sunday evening, and not just any Sunday night, the end of Winter Break, a sad night for most children and teenagers, my Abagail included indeed. Yaya, back to the room tomorrow morning, rain or shine, no snow storm in the forecast. Its been a week of vacations for many, lounging round for some, and day trips, and lots of entertaining for all families strengthening bonds that seem to go a bit astray during the hustle and bustle of the school year.

Abagail and I really enjoyed some quality time together. We have time together, everyday, but this was really different, we really spent time 'with each other,' not rushing to the next appointment, or to meet a deadline, or so tired we just couldn't wait for the day to end. We listened to the conversation, we sat and had tea, we had no plans but found great things to do and loved each day together. Of course my daughter shopped, her favorite thing to do; she went to the Knick game with her friend; we went to a concert and watched from the rafters; we took exercise classes together, actually I kinda didn't make it through the Zumba class, my body doesn't move that way anymore, but we did a pilates class together; and we went out to dinner a couple of nights. Even the days, that Abagail had work, and I was busy, we still found something to do in the evening to top off the day. Amazing, but, it was great to be home for a vacation. It was relaxing too, no getting up at the crack of dawn to get the bus, or getting on the broom to race to school, yaya, the days Abagail had to go to work, but that was at ten o'clock, cake, compared to catching a bus at 6:40 am. I hope, you took advantage of your time, and enjoyed time together with your children, no matter what you did. And tonight, as I watch the clock tick away, my heart goes out to all the families and children who are absolutely dreading getting up tomorrow and returning to the school schedule.

Slept tight one last night of vacation. Tonight we are all like 'gypsies in the twilight zone', suspended in space, looking down at our babies, wishing we could keep time at a stand still, fully aware reality will soon set in. Check if you have a pumpkin at your front door in the morning. Good night for now...

Practice What You Preach

This month seems like it has been very rocky month. Emotions are flying all over, and they are totally erratic. Must be linked to the full moon, and the planets that are so close and visible. Venus can be seen in the eastern sky about two hours before the sun rises, Jupiter, the banded planet can be spotted in the early evening, in the western sky, you may need a telescope. And Saturn will peek the horizon around 9:30, and can be seen from 10:30 til 11:00. Great views from a broom ride. I am certainly not assuming to be a astrologer, but with all these planets aligning so close, there must be some magnetic gravitation, that must have an effect. And if no one has proved it yet, that doesn't mean, it can't be possible. The moon effects the tides, so this cannot be an improbable phenomenon.

Anyway, the other day, I'm listening to Abagail talk to her friend about this guy that she kind of likes, and its the usual, on and on, and she is confused with all kinds of mixed messages. I tell her afterwards she has to figure this out. She tells me, this guy says he is going to call, doesn't; makes plans, then changes, or cancels, and she is always trying to be available. I, have to say, I like this guy, and I'm kind of surprised. At first I'm thinking, this is a new relationship,they are still friends, whats the big deal? But then I'm thinking, set it straight from the beginning. Then I remembered a book a read a while back, "Why Men Love Bitches," by Sherry Argov. I told Abagail to download it onto her kindle, she has been reading it ever since. It's not that I expect my daughter to be a 'bitch' or a witch for that matter, but sometimes just being too nice doesn't work with men. And that is the theory of the book, it's fabulous, totally recommend it. Abagail said to me, 'mama, this really sounds like you'. Gotta love it, and we have to practice what we preach.

Take that broom ride, and see those planets before the end of the month, catch up on sleep another night. As far as emotions, we deal, we can all relate, my brew is on.

Can't Overpower Love

Ok, so here we are, a week after Valentines Day, and what's the verdict? Yaya, the roses are drooping in the vase, time to cut off the heads, and enjoy the stems, long live the great, gorgeous and oh so economical, Morticia (Addams)! And for the boyfriends, husbands, (girlfriends and wives) what's going on? The holiday is so over, and are they back to the same old, same old? Yaya, if this is the case, do you feel like you are talking to the wall? Hello, hello? Anyone home? You have a better chance of a ghost, one of my buddies, walking through that wall, then having your cutie answer you. What is it, do they just not hear us? They have no time, no they have to work, yaya, work, sweet work. But the minute, we are suddenly unavailable, bells, whistles, what do you mean? Oooh wicked witch, big attitude comes along. That's your cue to protect yourself with some little trinket, remember the evil eye?

So, I have come to the conclusion, to try not to overpower loved ones with too much. Too much what, I'm not sure what, but I think you know. I guess its love, sort of doting, doing too many things for them. They may say they appreciate it, but there is no way they can process it. Maybe its quality verses quantity, but, its definitely the less is more theory. Let's face it, if your around all the time, your expected to be there, but if your busy and show up once in a blue moon, or just when the moon is full, you should truly be appreciated. And if they don't do back flips, click those heels three times, and head for home, he's not worth it.

Relationships should be give and take no doubt, but when the fear of losing a partner is compensated with giving up control, we are forfeiting self worth. And no one is that valuable, except you. Use your beauty, brains and brawn. Remember dearies, the strongest cards you have, are the ones you haven't played yet. And don't worry, they'll never see you sweat, your too cool. You can always borrow my hat...

Playing Cupid, Who Me?

So, I get a message telling me, that I must have cast a spell, that it has to be me, I was the only one who knew about a 'so-called blind date'. Was I playing cupid this Valentines Day, or was I just dabbling with my potions, was it a a brew of luck or love? And I should come clean with my behavior? This individual went on this date, and it was phenomenal, unbelievable, never thought they could ever be this happy, totally convinced witchcraft had to play into. What ever happened to believing in love?

Well, well, don't you know by now, although I may not lie, not saying anything, or keeping my lips sealed is part of the Witches Creed, we stand by. So believe as you will, I will never stop dabbling, and mixing and brewing, but I will never stop believing in love. Even though, men drive us mad, I suppose its part of the game.

And how was your Valentine's Day? Smiling, oh your so wicked...

Love the Day!

I'm still irked about the J. Prom antics last night, even my little pups sense it, they have their little ears pinned back all day, just waiting for me to fly off the handle, literally. News of the day, the young man, wants to know if my niece is mad? She's not answering phone calls or texts. Do you think that's the answer? Don't ever hold back feelings, lay it on the line. Initial broken hearts always seem to hurt more, or maybe, its us looking at our babies, its the multiple wound. We never do become callous to broken hearts, we have been trying to come up a spell for years, we have been no more successful, than the best physicians.

So to all you out there, I know it's not easy to look at that door mat, believe me, two husbands later, my back pain is finally gone. Listen to the famous words, "Just Do It," pick it up and throw it out, I'd rather wash the floor everyday.

And now, with Valentine's Day, so close, I have my brew on the stove; chocolate, flowers, and potions, you know are the top three sellers for the day. Any requests? Well, I have got to get back to the pantry and finish bottling this stuff. If your fortunate enough to be celebrating tomorrow, the Saturday night before, have a great night, no matter your plans. Happy Valentine's Day, make this year different, make it matter in a way that's not materialistic, love the day, and have a nice piece of chocolate, dark chocolate, yaya. Xo

Broken Hearts

Now, now, I word of warning, and I am not really one to warn, or threaten, however, under the circumstances, dearie, I am laying it on the line. Can you imagine, someone, breaking your heart, this time of year? What, three days before the most loved day of the year? Yaya, my niece asked a certain, I can't even say gentleman, to the Junior Prom, and he declined. They had been seeing each other for the last couple of weeks, and she didn't think the prom would be an issue. Well, now, you got it, her heart is broken, teenager hearts break so easily. My heart breaks for her, and I am really trying to control myself, not whipping out my 'sword' as Jemini would call it, or a quick spell, and turn that little varmint into something crawling on all fours.

And I had just had this discussion with Jemini the other day, why, oh why, are men so difficult? How do they live with themselves? Do they have no conscience? I think its time to call all the warlocks, something has got to be done with these guys that think they can just step on us, wipe their feet, and keep going. Not happening in this house. Thank the best of gods, my niece sees, she is finished with Mr. No JP, yaya, smart witch, and smart chick.

I'm checking on those warlocks, I'll call the Devils Warden, get them moving, and look for the next full moon. And ladies, get rid of that door mat...

Superbowl Eating Extravaganza

Was everyone out there watching, or just participating in some kind of "Superbowl Eating Extravaganza" tonight, or what? What is it, cholesterol, and heart attack prep? The party I was at, made me feel shameful to pass up the barbecue ribs and chicken, macaroni and cheese, and the all beef chili. I felt like a weirdo, asking for grilled chicken, even the salad was loaded with Cesar dressing, so thick the color of the salad was questionable. And the Beer, yes, you have to drink beer, even if you never drink beer, you drink beer when you watch the Superbowl. After halftime the desserts came out, the display could have turned anyone into a diabetic. The kids will be jumping off the walls tonight, those poor parents.

So what is it with the Superbowl and eating? Are we trying to emanate the players? Let's try to stuff ourselves to be huge like those 250 pounders running up and down the field, and wash it down with a beer, yum-- I think I'm going to be sick. Or is it, our 'official couch potato' day, yaya, just let me sit here and feast all day, ugh! Whatever, but with that calories consumption, excitement, and timing of the game so late, it will no doubt be difficult to get a good nights rest tonight. And if your kids are upstairs still on a sugar high, you've got one more reason, they will soon be in your room. And the best remedy for us tomorrow will be an extra hour at the gym. Can you handle it?

Congrats to Green Bay, Wisconsin has a lot to celebrate, I suppose the players deserve a good meal after they played so hard. Hey its not like they sat on a couch for four hours. And as for us, we have to take the good with the bad, like anything else, you know, the trade offs. So one day if we are really good, we can be a little bad, or should I say wicked, and one day if we are a little bad, like today, we can try to make up for it tomorrow, by trying to be extra special good. I know sometimes it can be hard, but you can try, can't you? Does that work for you?

Good game guys! Love to both the Steelers and Green Bay Xo
PS See you in the gym, extra session, be good...

Valentine's Day Tips

Yesterday, Abagail went to visit Ivy, and came home with a box full of beautiful and yummy Valentine cookies. All the stores, are decorated and jammed packed with Valentine goodies and gifts. If you have a sweetheart, the pressure is on! Well, I have come up with a list of suggestions, yaya, I know I'm a witch, but I do have a in, what we women like, but this list also applies to men, so take my advice if you will. Imagine this is your one shot to stardom.

1. Sing a song, i.e. Your My Everything, Barry White. If your that comfortable in your own skin, go for it.
2. Take them to their favorite restaurant, the day before Valentine's Day.
3. Cook him/her dinner or breakfast.
4. Send her, her favorite flowers, and hand write the card.
5. Tell them you love them 'tons.'
6. Send her flowers at work.
7. Leave him a single rose on his desk.
8. Buy her a bottle of her favorite perfume.
9. Tell her she's a 'princess' and buy a tiara.
10. Buy her a puppy dog, she can cuddle with when your not around, or a black cat to make the neighbors think, oh what fun!
11. There's always glamorous chandelier earrings or simple studs, depending on your sweetie; necklaces, rings, or jewels if yours is in to that.
12. A spa day via limo, is a real treat, and you'll bound to receive great thanks when its over, xxxx.
13. I'd love a breakfast date of croissants and tea at my favorite tea shop, on second thought, I'll take it to go.
14. Hold hands. Hold hands when your in a restaurant, in the car, on public transportation, or when they least expect it. And don't just hold it, cradle it.
15. Pick her up, and carry her down the street, and tell her you can't live without her. (I'm keeping my fingers crossed)
16. Tell him/her you'll never leave them. (only if you mean it)
17. Take a walk in the rain without an umbrella. (wait for the spring)
18. Go to a religious ceremony together.
19. Ask Fiona to write you a poem, or try it yourself, Oprah says we all have a creative side.
20. Remember its all about romance, a love letter, something from the heart and a few Hersheys kisses, showing your sincerity.

So the key is to try something different, maybe a day or two before the holiday, yaya, so ingenious, they'll tell you, this year. Don't tell them you took the advice of a witch, but...a little potion, maybe, no, nada, your doing fine. Help with love, I'll save that for another post.

Happy Valentine's Day...And make the kiss a kiss!

Lasting Impression

Just a thought about last nights post, 'License to Fly,' I made some comments at the end about Abagail spreading those wings of hers, and perhaps experiencing life in another dimension with more avenues and opportunities available than say a few years ago, when I was her age. But, you know times were different, parents were different, I guess, some parents were different, whatever, but don't doubt for one split witch hair we didn't have fun and love life when we could.

As a matter of fact, what a coincidence, my niece called Abagail tonight, to go to a school dance, yaya, did that bring back memories! Not so long ago, Jemini, the striking red head, and I, the blonde, would love to go to the high school dances, of course we were in high school, what you think we are weirdo's? But yes, we were a bit different, I suppose it was our look. Or was it our kiss. I remember, sneaking a kiss on the dance floor, yaya, now, that was a kiss. We were good witches, just kisses, OK, maybe we made out sometimes, but that was it. At one of the dances, Jemini and I, both met guys named 'Bob.' The next day, three Bob's showed up at our door. Our mom was so surprised, 'girls, you have visitors.' As they introduced themselves to our matriarch, 'nice to meet you,' 'a pleasure,' 'thanks for inviting us in,' 'I'm Bob,' 'I'm Bob,' 'I'm Bob.' My mom just giggled, 'at least, I won't forget any one's name.' I'm not sure, how we ended up with the third, I bet we were so tantalizing, they brought along Bob #3 in case we had another sister, and of course we did!

Those kisses had them coming back for more, thinking back, I don't know how the even found us, we had never seen those guys before. Where there is a will, there is a way. My mom still giggles and so do we every time this story comes back, 'Bob, Bob, and Bob.' So maybe Jemini and I didn't get to explore the brave new world, but we definitely made our mark, those we meet along the way remember us in their hearts, and maybe on their lips. A lasting impression, that never gives up.

And I'm happy right here, for now...And you?

Freeze Dance

HI there, it's Fiona.
Hope that Dixie doesn't mind, but I wanted to share a little of the magic I saw outside my window Wednesday night when the ice managed to stun us all, witches and mortals, immobilized, even just for the night. The trees were dressed in glassy sequins, and it looked great from high above, especially as I brought the old broom in for a slick landing....

The ice storm descended
Unexpectedly with the wind
It picked up suddenly, the temperature crashing
Paralyzing trees, the sleeping hydrangea
Coating my window with a blur
Elegant stripped bare trees shimmering
the snow became luminous in the moonshine
Then silence, eerie quiet
The trees too exhausted under the weight
They ached to stretch a little further
To reach out to one another
As I watched the night, the snow looked blue
I heard a far off rustling, wind
It crept in my bones, I shuddered
WHile I heard in the distance
Shattering, infinitessimal little breaks
And at last a heavy sigh
The trees breaking free from the icy curse
Then the crystals dropped one by one
Landing softly in the snow, their power lost
To the trees, tall strong enduring proud
They shook off the ice
Freed themselves of that shiny frozen cage
More magnificent stripped bare.

Fly free Ladies. I recommend goggles against the glare of snow.
xxoo Fiona

License to Fly

Today, my little witch got her flying license, quite exciting. The anticipation goes way back to July, when she first sat down to her permit exam. Broom lessons, were ok, Abagail didn't need many tandem runs and thorough instruction. One or two piggy back rides and she was flying solo. You really just have to relax and forget that Type A personality and kind of tune into your super zen harmony.

It is a bit unsettling to believe my little Abagail, is old enough to have a license, but I cannot get into the age thing, there are so many other, way more important things to stress over, than a number. And I, we, witches are ageless, anyway, yaya.

So back to my Abagail, and all of you out there, letting your children, fly. How is it, that one day they are children, so needy, holding our hands, asking for help, wanting us to go on every school trip, pleading for an extra hug, kiss, and tuck good night, and before we have a chance to wave our wand one more time to cure a boo boo, they are reeving up their engines and kissing us good bye? I suppose, like everything else, in life, we have to take this in stride, it is part of us growing as well as our children. Right, now, we will be stressed over where they are and what time they are coming home, and did they remember to put gas in the car; or will she remember where she parked her broom?

Abagail could not have been happier today, she was just beaming with complete pleasure, and I was so proud of my little witch. This was a great feat, and I know she does need to fly, to spread those wings, more so than I ever did. She is already on her way, she believes in herself, she knows where she's going, I know she will find her way. And I'm sure your angel will as well. Angels and witches, any warlocks out there?

Love, Let the Bells Ring

As the snow and winter continues to battle us, we have made it through December and January, somewhat, hopefully still in one piece, ok, so there was a meltdown along the way, but at least we survived it. I mean really, we could have just thrown in the towel like the wicked witch of the west, Bastinda, and just vanished, with a little water, poof; she couldn't handle the pressure, but, we are still standing, resurrected, hip hip hooray! We deserve a round of applause, everyone of us, handled the stress one way or another, and kept on going, managing the bumps on the road, or the turbulence in the sky along the way. Truly amazing, dearie.

Now, straight ahead of us, Valentine's Day, yaya, we are into February 2011, can you believe? There are so many theories on love, it can make your hair curl, stand up straight, or grow-if you don't have any. I personally find bald guys very attractive, no, not exactly, Telly Savalas, but some other hotties, they're out there, you have one? Now its the time of year for love, if you have a significant other, be nice. If your looking, forget the theories, look for someone that makes your bells ring, and I mean like St. Patricks Cathedral in New York City. If those bells don't ring now, dearie, five, ten, fifteen years from now, nothing is going to be ringing, for sure. If he has money, doesn't matter, if those bells aren't ringing, believe me. If your mom loves him, same thing, doesn't matter, unless your crazy about him. Guys, its the same thing with the girls, unless your jumping hurdles, and can't stop thinking about her, move on. No matter your situation, relationship, you want it all. Don't worry, and be patient, you will find the love of your life, and it will be so worth it.

And have you ever noticed that the happily married couples have the best looking children? And, oh I hate to say, but I'm saying it, those pretty girls who married for money, or for status, ended up with the not so pretty daughters, who needed the nose jobs, or oh, they just have deviated septums, yeah that's it.

So make no compromise, reach for the stars, always keep the flame of desire alive in your heart, the look of the moon in your eyes, and your mate will never let you go or need to wander. A potion here and there, to keep me in business, and a good box of dark chocolate, go for the antioxidants, yaya that's nice...I'll be in touch. Xoxo

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