Mommyfied

While holding shopping bags in one hand, and pushing a stroller with the other, I ran toward the restrooms at Target with my newly-potty-trained-needing-to-go-now son. Just when I hit the door and tried to maneuver to open it with my foot while avoiding the handle (you don't know who's restroom-ridden hands have touched it), the door flew open to reveal two trendy Hannah Montana/Jonas Brother-loving teenagers girls. They were so busy texting on their rhinestone-covered Sidekicks that we almost crashed, if it hadn't been for one of the girls shouting, "watch out for that lady."

"That Lady"? When did I go from "girl" to "lady"? Merriam-Webster defines lady as "a woman having proprietary rights or authority especially as a feudal superior." When did I become superior and to whom? Where is the line of superiority drawn? Was I an instant lady because I was there with my son? Did I look like a lady? What does a lady look like? Me, apparently.

When did this happen? Was it when I stopped listening to my Tiffany and Debbie Gibson cassettes that I grew older? Maybe I should've kept listening to them or at least ripped them as MP3s so I wouldn't have to listen to them on my Sony Walkman any more, but on my iPod instead.

I graciously said "thank you" and held the door with my foot (washing it off soon after). The girls smiled a "you're welcome" politely and walked away. Just as my foot couldn't hold the door any more and my son reminded me that he needed to go now, the door began to close and I heard one of the girls mumble to her friends...."that lady didn't look like a mom."

Instead of thinking too much, I took it as a compliment. I don't look like a mom, but I am one and wouldn't have it any other way!!!!

Typing In The Rain

Why hasn't anyone come up with a waterproof laptop computer? Come on. I mean, think of all the uses for this computer. You could type in the rain, underwater while scuba diving, or in the bath or shower (which is where I came up with this idea).

In a Seinfeld episode, Kramer installs a garbage disposal in his bathtub so that he can conserve water by showering and peeling his vegetables at the same time. Why not shower and type at the same time? For some reason I get creative ideas when I'm in the shower. Some people sing. I think. This is the time that I'm alone with my thoughts, no distractions, just soap suds and me.

As I was showering tonight (this is a blog about personal information, right?) I came up with a story idea. I had to quickly exit the shower, soap suds and all, to find my laptop and type away my ideas before I would forget them. If I had a waterproof laptop, I could have just brought it into the shower with me and typed away. If I had a garbage disposal, I could have prepared tomorrow night's dinner as well.

I'm a big believer in time management and utilizing each moment as efficiently as possible. Next time someone is in the market to invent something, think of the waterproof laptop or maybe even a waterless shower, so I can use my own laptop. It wouldn't be good to let creativity go down the drain.

Twenty-Ninth Annual Gift of Life Tribute Celebration Dinner

George Lopez and his wife Ann hosted the twenty-ninth annual Gift of Life Tribute Celebration Dinner at the Century Plaza Hotel on May 18th to hono Samuel L. Jackson and his wife Latanya Richardson.  Jackson was honored with a Humanitarian award for his involvement with the National Kidney Foundation.  "They've (Jackson and Richardson) always done stuff for other people and have been great supporters of my wife Ann and I," said Lopez.

Jackson's involvement is a personal one, as his niece had been ill for a long time and awaiting a transplant.  He made a plea at last year's gala to find a donor for her.  A match was found: one of his cousins.  "Now she has joined the one kidney club, as I call it," joked Ann, who gave her husban Lopez on of her kidneys in 2005, the same year he was diagnosed with kidney disease.

For full story go to Gift of Life