{the.wednesday.whistle}

dear Mikki and Katie…

as i sit inside on this gorgeous day, and yet another college final awaiting me in the next week, and piles of dirty laundry are threatening to overtake the downstairs washroom, and 2 photo sessions to edit, and marketing to revamp {again}, and more bills to pay, i say…in all complete seriousness, if you two do not go to college  right out of high school and finish, i will ground you to your bedrooms until you decide, once in for all, i was right {still}.  i will…i swear it {and i will also literally swear too, no doubt, and no wants was to see that} and you will not last long in there. Mema and Grandpa thought it was a brilliant idea for me to “follow my heart and be happy” when i told them, in my ever-so-arrogant early 20′s tone of voice,  that i would not be finishing my degree in Psychology, and i wanted to, instead, work, make money, and have a baby. at the time, i felt giddy, as if i had gotten away with something that i never thought i would have. after all, these were the same parents who wouldn’t let me ride my bike to the convenient store less than a mile away when i was 10 for fear of the “unknown” tragedies that could occur.  alas, with each 20 page term paper that i write, and each test that i prepare for now, on the cusp of my 30′s, i think my parents should have taken an action equivalent to torture to make me continue.

yes, my dream is for you to grow up and be happy, and eventually give me oodles of grandchilden. yes, i hope you always follow your heart. but girls {i am pleading now} hopefully, your “heart” says to go to college and finish your degree because your mother says that too. and, perhaps in the past i have made idle threats of punishment {i.e. like when i say you can’t have desert if you don’t eat your dinner…i KNOW i always give you desert anyway…i am weak when it comes to your sad little faces looking at the strawberry shortcake…longing for a bite}, but this threat is not made in jest. that is right…you will be living with me, your mom, until you decide that college is cool {or hip, or dope, or sweet, or whatever} and finish up. and believe me, when you are 30, and not studying for a test in something you could care less about, you will be happy we all made this decision together.

all my loves darlings…

ps….daily mantra: “college is a place to keep warm between high school and an early marriage….{george.gobel}