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Asleep. Which is ridiculous. I’m exhausted. I staggered through the day (okay, the week) and I’m lying here wishing there were something good on TV, or a new Hobb trilogy about Fitz, or a masseuse wandering the ‘hood looking for someone who wants a free massage. And not sleeping.
I need better sleep habits. Maybe better habits altogether. Tips and hints welcome in the comments. Come on, I know you people are all discipliney and healthy. Prove it.
Filed under: For Fun, Meme, Not at all what I expected | Tags: Name-dropping meme
I’ve been thinking a lot lately. About myself, strangely. Small Town, Small Times started it by tagging me with this meme, which I swear I’ve been mentally composing for more than a week. (Seriously. Check the permalink date.) Today, Bejewell got all introspecty, too, (sans tags, but damned if I didn’t feel pressured anyway) making me wonder if the universe is trying to tell me something. Or ask me something. Like “Who the hell ARE you?” (The universe, she’s not exactly delicate.)
According to the meme, I’m supposed to tag seven people, and then share seven personality traits. Of mine, I mean. Not the seven people. Which is too bad, because I would be great at telling you about the people I’m going to tag. Not so much with the telling about myself. So I’m twisting up the meme a bit. 1) I’m saving the tagging for last; and B) because it’s a more natural way for me to think about it, I’m not going to tell you who I think I am (no clue, for starters), I’m going to tell you who I know I’m NOT. Like the sculptor who carves the statue of the horse by chipping away everything that isn’t horse.* (more…)
Filed under: Marriage, Politics (yeah I went there) | Tags: Activism, Equality, Marriage
I can’t believe it. I can’t believe I have to believe it. It’s happening again. (more…)
Filed under: Family, For Fun, Goats, P2 | Tags: 2nd Grade Homework, Education, Kids, Parenting
Goat #1’s first assignment of the school year was to write some suggestions for a class pet. I’m just going to let his homework speak for itself:
Can you say OVERACHIEVER…?
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I’m guessing the child of two Type A parents doesn’t have much choice but to be so thorough. Anyone else having fun with the back-to-school stuff?
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***Not sure what I’m doing wrong, but the link above seems to go to a page with YET ANOTHER link on it, called “Teachers Pet” so just click that if you get there, too. Trust me, it’s worth it.
Tonight when I got home with the Goats, Goat #1 was so into his DS game that he stayed in the car after Goat #2 and I came in the house. He didn’t come in for almost 15 minutes, so I was in the kitchen still getting dinner underway when he finally came in the back door. When he did, he was holding his right arm at a weird angle, with his DS case sort of tucked against his body with his elbow. He said “My arm really hurts, and I don’t know why!”
I thought he must have a weird cramp from carrying his case so awkwardly. So I took his case from him, and set it on the counter. As soon as I had the case, he tried to straighten his arm out, and started yelping. Silly me, I thought “That’s one awful cramp for a 40 foot walk…” (more…)
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Little girl most definitely has a different drummer. This morning, she told me that from now on, I need to call her “Specialest Princess of all the World.”
Normally, I’d be annoyed, even if only by her bossiness and abuse of the -est suffix. (more…)
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So.
I have new office furniture at work. Which necessitated a lot of office rearranging. Which led to the discovery that there is only one place where I can connect my internet, phone and power lines, and it is in the corner farthest away (impossibly so) from where I wanted to put my new desk. The reason I wanted to put my desk in a particular spot is because the “walls” of my office/cube/workspace form 3 sides of a square and I don’t want to sit with my back to the hallway (because apparently I was a gunfighter in a former incarnation and cannot relax or concentrate with my back to an open space) (more…)
Filed under: Exile, P3 | Tags: age-appropriate television, Family, Kids, Parenting, Preschoolers
You know the thing I’m discovering about motherhood? Those hard and fast rules I made for myself? Not really so hard and fast. I find myself changing my mind a lot, actually.
The latest example? My insistence on proper vocabulary and word use, which I really thought was a stellar idea: (more…)
