Monday, December 18, 2006

On Borrowed wings....

On a borrowed computer, on swiped internet...from the porch....
I miss you guys! Miss Vicci, can't wait to see Kim's beautiful smile when she is gifted with your treasures...Anne, I can't begin to tell you....SLB, can't wait to see you, I mean CAN'T WAIT!.....C, Hope you and family have a beautiful Christmas blessed with peace, love you girls!... Orhan...God, i miss your posts....Everybody, wishing you peace, love, and a blessed New Year!


RESOLUTIONS....

I've tried it everyway. New Year's, that is. As a child, we hooped and hollered, twirled Nana's noisemakers in the air! "It's New Years!" Along the way, we started sneaking down to the basement, having James whip us up Suicides....coke and rum and vodke, pepsi and OJ swirled in iced tea glasses....gag me with a spoon! But it left us breathless, and sitting in circles, watching midnight grab the sky, singing...."Sha Na Na Na...Hey...Hey...Hey...Good-bye... holding hands, and sometimes upchucking heads. I ache now. We are not all here now. Those were the New Years we should have hugged each other harder and left the toilets to their own.

And then we were legally "grow-up". And we hung from balconies and french kissed at midnight. It was still good. Even the year Gary Fishowitz overdosed and sentenced himself to a life pacing in an antiseptic aquarium plugged into IVs for eternity. It was still going to be a good year. That was the year Christian came out of the closet, called off his engagement to Juliet, and rocked his parent's world. We applauded him. The year that Kimbies got suspended for smoking in the bathroom and the year that my boyfriend, in a a death defying act, flipped the camaro upside down and I LIVED! It's all good.

And then we were on our own. and dateless, and all piled up in a "too expensive" "too cramped for comfort" apartment and "What the hell?" they were having a Champagne and Caviar Party at the clubhouse...So we tooled our size six fannies over and swallowed fish eggs and pink bubbles and left with the first three cars that fled the scene...

And we married our rides....(Some of us for better, some for worse, and one just for the ride)

Time flies when you're having a really good time, and we must have because it's a blue that I really don't remember....and suddenly....

It's another life and

I'm at the airport and I'm watching as my soldier lumbers down the ramp and it's late, far too late to bring in the New Year, and I'm thrilled...
He's alive and He's home and I'm in loe and jet lag is an urban myth...

We set the clocks back four and a half hours and embrace the New Year just before the sun comes up....on our own make-believe time.

Years pass.
they bring their blessings and their curses.

I've cheered New Years and blessed it out. I've welcomed the New and buried, literally, the old...dug mammoth holes in the flower beds, and put the crap to rest. I've burned it. And run out into the street and tossed it's ugly karma to the sky...ashes floating aimlessly, landing on the curbs. i've kissed the sky and wished on stars...I've given up and gone to bed....

Last year, we started this "Resolution" thing again...The time had come. A million things to resolve to, to amend to, to agree to, to give in to. But we picked only three. kimbies and Butch and I. We must have known then. WE CHOSE PEACE. WE WANTED PEACE. And oh yeah, they would get a dog and I would get a boyfriend, We just sort of threw that in. We just wanted peace.

"Sometimes you get what you want, sometimes if you try, you get what you need" MJ and the Rolling Stones.

So we buried our friends, and Kimbies has cancer, and the first boyfriend in 14 years didn't work out.

On New Years Eve, we have reservations. Resolutions. Dresses. And a limo. Kimbies will be mannequin beautiful in her hippie bandana with her priceless husband at her side. We'll leave little Nay-Nay, the Chihuahua, in her pink tutu at home. We'll cheer. Probably cry. We'll dance. We'll have exactly one too many drinks. We'll hug. We'll all hold hands at some point and maybe fall on our knees on the dirty litle floor and thank God for the noise of rock and roll, and the healing, and the Angels that brought us here. And at midnight, we'll turn and kiss...

I'm so glad even resolutions give us second chances. This one is a keeper.

Peace

7 comments:

mist1 said...

I prefer not to call it swiped internet. Let's just call it sharing resources, shall we?

Anonymous said...

Persichetti says...
It is so good to have you back Singleton:)! I love you!

singleton said...

Mist1...I believe we are "stealing" it! I have to face the moon..., keep my hair from blowing in the waves, aim the borrowed laptop at the horizon, and type really really fast! But, it's all good...like sneaking down the alley! Wishing you a merry one and hoping the New Year brings me back....Cheers, dear!

Persichetti...God, Girl! How many times have we been through "oh, they shut me off"s before? Just another temporary glitch! You KNOW I LOVE YOU! Holiday hugs to that beautiful little son of yours and you, girl, you! Feel the love, Annie, feel the love!

Fuzzylogic said...

Merry Christmas Singleton to you and your family!

Pisces 2 said...

Hey Pisces Babe.
So happy you're back and I don't care if you "swiped" it or not!! Hope you had a beautiful Christmas with all by your side and once again doing "The Passing of Trash Treasures", ha, ha. I just love it!!!
The best gift you have is the prescence of sis Kimbie Doll.
I just love you guys. Have a wonderful New year and keep Kimbies on that dance floor as long as she's able with the handsome Prince Charming swirling her around and around and so happy he is able.

Hugs, loves and prayers to all.
Iced coffee on the Sea Wall...

Orhan Kahn said...

So good to see you back! Peace and love into the new year!

singleton said...

guys ,the borrowed wings are leaving for FSU tomorrow, just know that I LOVE YOU GUYS! and MISS YOU and wish you a blessed new year! I'm trying like hell to get connected soon, until then...peace,love, and life's too short to miss a beat...I'll catch up with you soon!