To Grandma's House We Go

A child's thought of grandma's house is sweet and sticky candy that she saves just for you, the warmness and toasty feel of the house itself, and her cozy embrace that fills your nostrils with the musky perfume scent reminding you that there is no one like her.  Going to see grandma is like a fun filled vacation in Candyland.  There is the unforgettable and irreplaceable food that has been simmering until your arrival so when you enter your senses are overwhelmed by herbs and freshness. 

I could pick the house out from a mile away even though it was connected to one and too close for comfort to another.  A chain linked fence with peeling white paint older than me guarded half of the walkway leaving the newly paved cement driveway wide open.  Lining the scarcely used walkway were little patches of plants embedded in rock chips secured by white stones the size of golf balls.  Pretending to be Dorothy as I dreamily glided to the door I was greeted by the shrieking, high pitched barks of Lucky the Pomeranian fluff ball and Cinnamon the ancient Chihuahua.  Circling my feet like hungry sharks and leading the way to the ever-changing front door, Lucky and Cinnamon managed to let the entire house know "Cori's here!" 

Grandma would never miss our cuddle and kiss in the cramped entryway of the house.  Only moments until I am bum rushed by the clan consisting of Grandpa, Papi the Great Grandfather, and Titi the sister-like Aunt.  Always cozy, the house is redecorated frequently but the feel never changes.  You walk into a wide open living room with a swirly pastel sectional sofa with matching window curtains drawn enough to let the sun beam in.  Porcelain collectibles line the shelves underneath the window and reflect their colors onto the walls and ceiling making it look like an aquarium.  Above the sofa is a paneled mirror along the wall that never ceases to catch my attention, and my reflection. 

Walking through the living room sharing the dining room the aroma of food hypnotizes your senses.  Once you see the sauce boiling on the stove the basil and tomato start to run circles through your nose.  Perfectly browned meatballs are frying in oil and popping their succulent juice in the air provoking your fingers to pluck one out of the pan.  The fresh golden Arthur Avenue bread is so soft and flaky that it melts in your mouth as you chew.  Dessert cannot come soon enough!  The typical soft chocolate covered donuts complimenting the perfectly brewed colombian coffee light enough to pass for chocolate milk and stirred with loads of sugar!

The perfect food and love at Grandma's house could never be replaced.  There is not one flaw to the comforting smell and feel of her, the house, and of course the grub!  I will forever look forward to the redolence and aura of it all.

Dr. Philbook

Yes, Dr. Philbook!  Facebook meets Dr. Phil for clarification.  What’s with everyone and their baby mama, lame boyfriend, annoying mother, crappy friend drama?!  I got news people, there are people you can talk to for that!  Not even just the ones you have to pay, but the friends that aren’t so crappy might just be willing to lend an ear.  You should try that some time because we DON’T want to see it on Facebook.  Aside from making us roll our eyes at your annoyance of a status, it makes you look…well stupid. 

I totally get you wanting to put your girl/boyfriend on blast because they’re douches and you want the world to know…Trust me I do get it.  BUT…It’s sooo not worth it in the end.  What kind of “relationship” are you in that your problems get solved by airing out dirty laundry on a social network?  Just curious.  Clearly not a good one, this is an assumption.  If you truly feel doing this is a good thing, or it’s OK, then you should NOT be with that person nor should you be in a relationship PERIOD! 

Here’s an idea…TALK ABOUT YOUR ISSUES WITH WHOMEVER YOUR ISSUES ARE WITH!  Yes I know, I’m a geniuuus (sings to self).  Any person that is worth your time and emotions, is most certainly worth an exchange of words to get to the root of any of your problems.  If you can’t face each other to duke it out, well then…Move on!

Just sayin’…

Love You Til The End

Said I’d love you til the end, and every day I tried,

I could build us a castle, with every tear I cried.

Days were mental torture, needles to my brain,

Nights were a distraction, to ease that mental strain.

You say I never speak, but boy the stories you would hear,

If you just looked into my eyes, you’d see the joy, hurt, and fear.

I told you I wasn’t perfect, eventually you would see,

I told you things would change, eventually you would leave.

Not better than the rest, not better than the last,

Didn’t give you a bright future, didn’t erase your past.

I didn’t make a dent, barely even a mark,

I wasn’t the flame to your fire, barely even a spark.

We’re taking another turn, going around a bend,

Whether we make it or not, I said I’d love you til the end.

Gone

Yes a poem!  Wanted to be a little more personal with you guys.  Some can be depressing, sorry!  I just write whatever comes out, enjoy!

It only took a minute for it to disappear,

You're off in your life and I'm alone here.

To dwell in my thoughts to drown in sorrow,

Wishing all be restored by sun-up tomorrow.

You walk in a cloud of gray, mind in a trance,

The memories rain down while your thoughts do their dance.

Walking with a heart of steel, cold, hard and bare,

I would never bring you hurt and this just isn't fair.

I await my doom, my heart sinking with every panicked beat,

I await the death of love to sweep me off my feet.

Remember me by the smile that only for you was turned on,

Remember me by the love, that within minutes is long gone.