A love that is not to be spoken...

I didn't expect to see you today. I thought you were gone, and that I would have to wait in anticipation of your next visit. I try to be nonchalant about your unexpected presence, since so many people wouldn't understand what you mean to me. My husband, for one, would not be happy if he knew how often I seek you out when you are here. So, I do not talk about you, and I hide the evidence of our interludes. I don't admit to anyone the way my heart quickens with you, and how you warm me up from the inside out. I know our time is fleeting, and I am briefly giddy at that extra stolen moment. And I will wait for the time when you return to me. Oh, limited edition pumpkin spice latte, I wish I knew how to quit you.


Blogger atpanda said...

OMG, I just realized yesterday that I'd mentioned pumpkin spice lattes in 2 posts and at least 3 comments on other sites. BUT, I went to The Coffee Bean this weekend (do you have that there?) and they had EGGNOG lattes. I'm telling you, put one of each of those in front of me, threaten me with papercuts, and I still don't know if I could choose my favorite.

11/14/2006 9:22 PM  

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    Hubby- aka DH My husband since 1995. He is the head of the band department at a college prep school, and dabbles as a wanna-be pop star.

    The Princess- aka DD. Third grader at the local parochial school. Loves butterlies, sparkly things, the color purple and has recently developed a crush on one of the twins from "The Suite Life of Zach and Cody". Is ready for her teenage years, having already perfected her exasperated sigh and dramatic eye-roll.

    Hoss- aka DS1. Kindergartener and resident spirited child. His aunt likes to call him "the evil genius" because of his penchant for letting a lack of intellectual stimulation lead him into mischief. Likes trucks, sports, building things and burping. His current favorite word is "underwear."

    Lil Joe- aka DS2. Born in 2003. Doesn't say much we can understand, but has mastered the important stuff ("eat!", "Wash hands!", "Want chocolate ones!", "Hockey game!") Likes to push buttons, much to the consternation of whoever is trying to watch a DVD. Firmly refuses to use the potty, despite evidence that he is physically ready to be out of diapers, indicating a level of stubborn that eclipses even that of his parents and siblings.

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