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I am a retired English teacher and department head, the mother of three grand mother of four, and have been married to the same man for 53 years, two years after we met at college. I taught in both middle and high schools as I really love teens and in-betweens. I was also a certified Lamaze instructor, and for a short time a volunteer chaplain at Howard County General Hospital. I am a two-time cancer survivor, ovarian (2003), and breast (2019) I was born in South Philadelphia and grew up in the 'burbs with great parents, in a bilingual household. I love soft pretzels and cheesesteaks, the Phillies, the Eagles, the Orioles, and sometimes the Ravens. I love being Mom, Aunt Kathy, Nona Kathy (Kath), and Teacher. I spend a lot of time in my gardens in the spring and summer, and in the winter I plan what I'm going to plant. I also am an avid reader, cook, photographer, lover of languages, music, and four-footed furries.

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Tuesday, June 9, 2009

I'd Like to Thank My Mom...

It was sunny and 87 until about 15 minutes ago when the sky turned an inky pea-black. I'm going to shut down as the thunder and lightening are rather formidable. Be back in a few.

Well that was scary! Simultaneous lightning and thunder -- the kind you can feel in your tooth fillings!

Thank you to Cheryl, Brad, and Jay and the many others two of you who sent birthday wishes. It's really, really hard for me to believe I am 58 years old as I still feel like I'm in my 30's -- which actually are a complete blur because I was up to my schnutz in diapers and little ones, and fearful I'd 'lose myself' in being a stay at home mom. I didn't. The kids reassure me that I was a good mom, and they're happy grown ups, so I must have done something right. But again, I really don't feel 58. (This is where you're all supposed to say, "Well you don't look a day over 45!!!). So LIE!!
Two thirds of them are coming over tonight for some pizza and chocolate cake -- the one I bought at Costco and almost ate in the car. Here it is...

As good as it looks, it looks even better in person. Wish I could serve each of you a piece tonight. My brother, Jay, called from Atlanta to ask if I'd gotten a license from Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms (ATF) to light the candles on my cake. He said he had been getting calls about what everyone thought was a nuclear disaster. He said it was the smoke from the candles. He's dead meat, by the way, and had better start sleeping with one eye open.

I had a hair appointment with Cheryl - hair stylist extraordinaire (she did the best she could with what she had to work with)- this morning and then lunch at Nordstrom's Cafe with a good friend -- a young man I had mentored when he began teaching. Not only was he a wonderful teacher, he is now a fantastic administrator, an assistant principal who no doubt will have his own school in a very short time. I love retirement, but I really miss my colleagues. Damn we had fun! And when things got tough (and believe me, things often got tough (I got pretty good at breaking up fights (and these were among the teachers))) we also got the job done.

It's been a nice birthday. Thanks, Mom!