November 2007

Which is a good thing- thanks Tonks! – distracted by family visits I haven’t posted in a week.  And I’m home with BB today who has a fever-yet he is somehow a ball of energy. 

Here goes:

1. Name something you have in common with all your siblings:
I’m also an only child so, not-applicable!

2. What is the greatest amount of physical pain you have ever endured?
Hmm, close call between pre-epidural on my labor with BB and smashing my thumb in a ladder a few months ago (I’m sure labor was worse, but the thumb is still fresh on my mind).

3. What number of drinks constitutes your limit?
Wine/beer: a lot, especially if I’m eating.  Hard alchohol – 2?

4. Do you fold your underwear?
Into thirds, doesn’t everybody?

5. Have you fired a gun before?

6. What was your favorite childhood toy?
My red tricycle.

7. Name a sound that disturbs you?

People cracking their knuckles – ouch!
8. Name something random that you would never do.

Skydive – just, no. 
9. Name a person whose diary you would love to read.
Queen Elizabeth I.

10. Have you ever had the same dream more than once?
Yes.  Always the weird ones that make no sense.

11. Name a song that makes you happy.
I’ll Melt With You by Modern English.

13. If you were in an emergency situation and you had to deliver a baby, could you do it?

14. What do you like about being in a committed relationship?
Trust and shared history

15. What do you dislike about being in a committed relationship?
I miss first kisses.

16. Name something you have to do tomorrow:
Go to work.

17. Name a movie you are looking forward to watching:
I’m so out of it.  Um, does it have to be one that has actually been made?

18. Name something you’ve heard about women that tends to be true:

We love.

19. Do you own an iPod?
Yes.  It’s a shuffle with 10 songs on it.  We are lame.

21. Do any of your friends have children?

22. What CD is currently in your CD player?
Depends.  car: Elefunk by Black Eyed Peas; house: jazz & kid’s music; van: kink’s greatest hits

23. Do you prefer regular or chocolate milk?
Chocolate, of course.  Preferably with Ovaltine.

29. What movie do you know every line to?
Shrek, Shrek II, Toy Story, Toy Story II (see the theme?  This is not by choice!)

30. Where was your last vacation?
Cape Cod.  Fabulous. 

32. Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos?
Nope.  Ears are pierced.  Could never decide on a tattoo that I’d want to look at forever.

35. When was the last time you slept on the floor?
  Camping while driving cross-country while in college?

39. Do you watch the news?
Nope, it makes my skin crawl.  Internet and paper and radio.

40. Do you feel alone?
What tonks said – I crave time alone

I tag – Charley Carp & Mscheevious – but only if you want to.


In order to enjoy lawyering, it is necessary to get bizarre amusement over the occasionally byzantine wording necessary to convey concepts in legal documents.  I just coined the following phrase in a document I am drafting and it is giving me inexplicable pleasure to consider it:

suggesting work performed for the ____ or other similarly-acronymed entity.”  Does not the phrase “similarly-acronymed entity” fill you with laughter?  But it truly is the only phrase that fits the argument I am making. 

Truly, I am weird.

Last night the boys and I went to Target to pick up, in addition to other things, some presents for a little girl in one of those holiday gift drives.  The boys were very helpful in pointing out stuff they thought she would like based on the short list of preferences I was given. (Sadly, there was no indication of clothing size, I would’ve liked to have gotten something cute – I never get to buy girl’s clothing).

Anyway, both boys would periodically announce our activity to passerby “We’re buying presents for a little girl whose family is poor.” And I would cringe.  Somehow, the way they said it made being poor sound like some form of disease (that’s certainly how certain conservatives treat it – like some contagious disease brought on by illicit behavior). 

I was trying to find some way to communicate with the boys that (a) it was not necessary to advertise our activities (in my view, helping others  should not be done for bragging rights (although if that’s what will draw the time & money sometimes it must be done – see corporate support for just about anything)); and (b) that what they were saying was somehow unkind.  And I couldn’t quite explain to myself why it was unkind, let alone put it into words that a 3 and 6 year-old would understand.  Something to do with the “us/them” distinction?  Something to do with an attitude of arrogant benificence coming from a position of privilege?  Help me out here — any ideas on how to explain to my boys that while their action is good, that their communication of same raises questions about intent and well-meaning but misguided understanding?

I know this, deep down, and yet I regularly suppress this knowledge in the rush of daily life.  I was reminded today while listening to the radio while getting ready for work.  Story: house fire. Reason: candles.  Subreason: the electricity was cut off last Friday. Result: Two kids dead, another kid and the mom in the hospital in critical condition.

What ‘completed’ this essence of despair was the closing comment by the broadcaster that the parents are now under investigation for endangering the kids and/or neglect.  Because of the fire.  Caused by candles.  Caused by the electricity being turned off.  Caused by an inability to pay the bill.

fuck.   I keep trying to add something here, but I am without words.

This cartoon reminded  me of times when I have  started mentally planning my escape routes.  Most of the time, it has occurred to me idly, when standing in line somewhere, but every now and then, I’ve had situations where I feel like my entire body is on hyperalert.

Most recently, I was in the bank last week talking with a customer service guy with some random question I had about my account.  This creepy looking, rumpled guy walks in, just inside the door.  He looks angry and he is looking all over the bank.  He shoots several angry looks at me and I mentally start figuring out how much protection I’ll get from the halfwall next to me if I dive to the floor if he whips out a gun.  I spent 15 frantic seconds, while the customer service guy is looking at my account on the computer, eyeballing all possible hiding/cover places near me.

Turns out the guy was looking for a friend who he’d dropped off oustide and was now looking for him so they could leave.  Totally innocuous, but man, the adrenalin took a while to die down.

I’m sure I can’t be the only one who does this.  I think what set me off was the way he stood just inside the door looking around like he was casing the joint, rather than moving directly to one of the teller or customer service areas.  Struck me as suspicious somehow, I’m just glad my suspicions were unfounded.

So apparently November is National Blog Posting Month – participants take a pact to post every day.  Not sure why they did it in November with the Thanksgiving holiday- there are plenty of months with no major holidays.  Anyway, I will not be participating this year, although I like the idea in the general sense, because:

1) Are you freakin’ kidding me?  Every day? (I’m too lazy/busy).

2) I’m away for four days for Thanksgiving and the internet access is sketchy where I’m going.

3) I’ve already committed to exercise every day in the month of November and if I tried to do both I would probably not achieve either.  One kickstart goal at  a time, folks.

4) I have trouble even thinking up five items for a Friday Five sometime; if I posted every day I’d probably end up resorting to massive lists of links.

5) I still don’t understand why November.  February or March would be better (unless you get academic spring break)  Weather’s crappy and there’s no really long weekends.  I have the same question about the novel writing month that this also is.  Very envious and admiring of people who do it, but I am simply not in a position to make that level of commitment right now. 

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