Momz Eyes

Momz Eyes
Originally uploaded by Wilhemina Lump Lump

Growing up in small town, Georgia I was the ultimate lil tomboy. My momz would dress me up in frilly lil dresses, stockin's and shiney and then look outside later and I'd be flyin up the street on my bicycle wit a gang of lil boys...stockings torn....barrettes missing and dress dirty.

She tried her darndest to keep me clean and girly but I wasnt having any part of it. I loved just being me and being different. I loved walkin around barefoot. I loved running thru the woods wit the guys pickin blackberries, playing football and just bein a kid. There was no doubt that I did not enjoy my childhood. My mom didnt have me babysittin my younger brothers or doin any of those things that wouldve pushed me into being an adult sooner than was necessary. I had chores as did other kids and my mom didnt let me roam all over town. I knew my bounderies and that boundary ended at hwy 292. I was not to cross it. I could ride my bike all around my neighborhood but stay off that highway! lol

I used to wonder if my mom was disappointed in this place that I am in right now. I didnt finish college. I dont have a career, I have a job and things could be so much different for me if I had gotten a degree.

Back then when I was 10yrs old my dream was to grow up get married, have 2 kids, one boy and one girl and have a nice house with 7 rooms in it. I used to tell my friends that I would stay home and take care of the house and my husband would work and we would be happy.

I am not goin to lie....that would be ideal for me because my personality is just THAT laid back. I am fine being in a solitary situation...being home alone all day every day wit no one to talk to. I could so survive solitary confinement. I am so interested in myself that I entertain myself on the daily. I am my own best company.

I wish that I was in a different place. I wish that I was able to do more stuff for my momz. I wish that on her birthday I could afford to do more for her than just send her a really nice card and put a 20 spot in it. I do lil things for her that she says is more important than money but in my mind....organizing her bills for her or goin to Georgia to help her in her house just isnt "gift" enuff to me.

Im happy that at least I do something for her but I so wish I could do more. I wish that I could make her really proud, but I guess she's fairly pleased as it is. I'm not in jail. Never been in jail. I dont steal. I show her respect and thats good enuff I guess.

All that to say...One day momz u will see me in a magazine somewhere talkin about something wonderful that I did and then u can say, "Yup, thats my daughter". That would be sooooo freakin cool.