Sunday, March 2, 2008

Oh L-a-a-a-d-y???

Are you old enough to remember that funny phrase from Jerry Lewis movies?

I am.

And why am I hearing it now?

First of all, my son does it:-) I don't remember how it started. Just one day, a long time ago, Devan started. Now it comes in many forms. "Hey Lady." "Lady, what's for dinner?" "Oh, L-a-a-a-d-y." It's done with a tone of gentle humor and a wickedly cute grin. Sometimes it's to say hello like, "Hey Lady." Sometimes to catch my attention and give me silly faces.

Now he's married and off on his own. I love hearing him walk in the front door with any one of those phrases.

But it's forever stuck in my head and will be forever stuck in my heart. (Each son has picked his own nickname for me that will always ping around in there when I think of them.)

Again, why now?

My writing is taking on a personality of its own, er, my computer is with the help of this same son :-) I can hear my laptop (named Lila by Devan's command, since his is named Sugar, and all laptops need a name, don't you know!)

So Lila calls out, "Hey Lady! Over here. Open me up. Don't you have something to write today?"

"I'll be there. Give me a few minutes."

"Oh L-a-a-a-d-y..."

"Yes, Lila?"

"I'm hungry, Lady."

"You don't eat."

"Yes I do. I devour your words. I sip on the essence of your thoughts. I'M HUNGRY!"

I realize that Lila (and giving my laptop a little bit of childish persnicketiness) has a point. I'm not making the after school treats for the kids anymore so that time is available. She has taken that time. I've begun to gradually move from being behind the kitchen counter when the troops come home to sitting on the couch or at my mini-desk feeding Lila with my imagination. Years I spent making cookies. Now I'm making fiction and non-fiction creations. The days I forget are much like the days the kids came home and the cookies weren't already baking. Something was missing. The warmth, the scrumptious smell, and the anticipation of smiles. Even the expectation that they'd be met with chocolate chip or peanut butter confections was enough to propel me into action rather than face those munchkins fallen expressions.

"Oh L-a-a-a-d-y, where a-r-e- y-o-u?"

So Lila, I'm coming. And thanks for mixing up the outline of that proposal with me last week. Shall we toss it in the oven to bake this week? I can't wait for that sweet, heady, fresh-out-of-the-oven moment.

1 comment:

  1. Cute, Angie!!

    Checking in here. I've been working on my poor un-named computer all weekend. I wrote.... BRB, gotta go total up my word count...

    7358 words for Friday and Saturday! I'm about to get started for today. I got a lot done because my husband was out of town until Saturday night. I let all three kids have a friend spend the night Friday night which gave me good time to write because they entertained each other. I just had to check every so often to make sure they weren't getting so wild someone got hurt. LOL And I had to feed them twice. Other than that, I wrote like crazy.

    I think I'm finally on the down hill journey of my story toward the Big, Black Moment, then the climax and ending. It's funny, but this time I"m not sure what's going to happen! I usually know exactly. So I'll let you know how it turns out!