June 30th, 2009 / 10:49 pm
Excerpts

I’m Driving My Son To Camp Tomorrow

I’m a clingy mom. I’m feeling all barfy about driving my son to camp tomorrow.

Sonnet 87: Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possessing
by William Shakespeare

Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possessing,
And like enough thou know’st thy estimate,
The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing;
My bonds in thee are all determinate.
For how do I hold thee but by thy granting,
And for that riches where is my deserving?
The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting,
And so my patent back again is swerving.
Thyself thou gav’st, thy own worth then not knowing,
Or me, to whom thou gav’st it, else mistaking;
So thy great gift upon misprision growing,
Comes home again, on better judgement making.
Thus have I had thee as a dream doth flatter,
In sleep a king, but waking no such matter.

12 Comments

  1. ryan

      i’m feeling kind of freaked out that my son turned one today. like how the hell did that happen? i don’t even want to think about camp, haha.

  2. ryan

      i’m feeling kind of freaked out that my son turned one today. like how the hell did that happen? i don’t even want to think about camp, haha.

  3. Ani

      I don’t have a son but sometimes I feel like this about random boys.

      Um. Which is nothing like what you’re going through, pr. Cheer up, you’re delivering him to life. You wouldn’t want him to miss that, would you.

  4. Ani

      I don’t have a son but sometimes I feel like this about random boys.

      Um. Which is nothing like what you’re going through, pr. Cheer up, you’re delivering him to life. You wouldn’t want him to miss that, would you.

  5. ryan

      “I don’t have a son but sometimes I feel like this about random boys.”

      nice.

  6. ryan

      “I don’t have a son but sometimes I feel like this about random boys.”

      nice.

  7. ryan

      sorry, just noticed how smartass-y that reads. i was sincere. it seemed nicer than saying “sexy” which was my first thought.

      something’s wrong with me.

  8. ryan

      sorry, just noticed how smartass-y that reads. i was sincere. it seemed nicer than saying “sexy” which was my first thought.

      something’s wrong with me.

  9. pr

      Ani- you are right. But I still am sad and anxious.

      Ryan- you are a nice man. You do not exude smartassedness.

  10. pr

      Ani- you are right. But I still am sad and anxious.

      Ryan- you are a nice man. You do not exude smartassedness.

  11. ryan

      i must be different on the internet!

  12. ryan

      i must be different on the internet!