Friday, April 21, 2006
Girl's Night Out...
Every few weeks, I take my little girl for a "Girl's Night Out", we go to a movie or shopping, and have dinner at a nice (ish- she is 4) restaurant. Last night was one of those nights, and we went to a little pub and then to see Ice Age 2.She had a pretty good time, but kept asking, "Why can't Daddy come to Girl's Night Out"?. To which I would reply, "Because its just for girls"!
Her response?
"So, why can't Daddy come"?
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
A question to ponder...
Several of us (talking about the few who read this blog) have children, and this morning as I was driving to work (an hour commute), listening to NPR (as usual), which was a lovely bastion of bad news (also as usual), I was pondering how a parent deals with a child who has gone wrong.Seriously wrong.
I'm talking about Jeffrey Dahmer wrong here.
I mean, you love this child, more than anything, you would lie down in front of a train if it meant they would be happy and whole. But what do you do if they grow up to be a monster? Do you simply give up, pretend they no longer exist? Can you? Do you still love them the way you did before? Can you?
And what about a lesser monster? What if your beautiful little girl grows up and marries a racist nutbag, and she goes along with it? How would you deal?
Now, I'm certainly not talking about from experience, but I'm thinking about those Duke University lacrosse players (the catalyst for this). What did Ryan McFadyen's mother do when she read that disgusting email? And what if it turns out they did rape that woman? The parents, of course, are completely behind them right now- but will that stay true? I mean, if I was McFayden's mom I would already be rethinking my whole life- what did I do that made him that way? And it could have been NOTHING she or her husband did. People are just sometimes... wrong. That's all. But you would think it, I'm sure. Go over every memory you have of your child to see if you could find where he/she might have started to become the person they have become. The monster they have become.
Just thinking...
Monday, April 17, 2006
Time waster of the day...
From Mario...Go to http://www.google.com.
Type the phrase “I love [insert your name here] because” (keep the quotes).
Post your five favorite results.
Here are my favorites:
I love Kelly because she loves T Rex!!!
I love Kelly because she makes it look so simple.
i love kelly because she's a kick ass girl!
I love Kelly because she's original and doesn't try to be like everyone else.
I love Kelly because she's Kelly and just generally brilliant.
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Meme, Meme, Meme, Meme! Wonderful Meme!
Ganked from the Goober Queen:The Rules
1. You can only say YES or NO!
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages you and asks!
Taken a picture naked? Yes
Made out with a member of the same sex? No
Danced in front of your mirror? Yes
Told a lie? Yes
Gotten in a car with people you just met? Yes
Been in a fistfight? Yes
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back? Yes
Been arrested? No
Left your house without telling your parents? Yes
Ditched school to do something more fun? Yes
Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? Yes
Seen someone die? No
Kissed a picture? Yes
Slept in until 3? Yes
Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? Yes
Played dress up? Yes
Fallen asleep at work/school? Yes
Felt an earthquake? Yes
Touched a snake? Yes
Ran a red light? Yes
Had detention? Yes
Been in a car accident? Yes
Pole danced? No
Been lost? Yes
Sang karaoke? No
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? Yes
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? Yes
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Yes
Kissed in the rain? Yes
Sang in the shower? Yes
Got your tongue stuck to a pole? No
Ever gone to anywhere partially naked? Yes
Sat on a rooftop? Yes
Played chicken? Yes
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Yes
Been told you're hot by a complete stranger? Yes
Broken a bone? No
Mooned/flashed someone? Yes
Forgotten someone's name? Yes
Slept naked? Yes
Blacked out from drinking? Yes
Played a prank on someone? Yes
Felt like killing someone? Yes
Made a parent cry? Yes
Cried over someone? Yes
Had sex more than 5 times in one day? Yes
Had/Have a dog? Yes
Been in a band? No
Drank 25 sodas in a day? No
Shot a gun? Yes
and I tag (unless you've done this one before, in which case you are excused):
Alala
Amie
Mario
Corrie-Ann
Kevin
The Weekly Recap...
This has been a typically busy week, mainly because everyone and their brother in my family has a birthday- me, my husband, our niece, the brother-in-law, the cousin... the list goes on.Birthday's have started losing a lot of their magic for me- I don't know why. I guess that's another part of phasing into true adulthood, or whatever semblence of whatever I might be phasing into. Its nice, I just don't feel any anticipation. Nor for Christmas. I'm much more excited about the week the whole family (the hubbie's family) will be spending in North Carolina- that should be a blast. Good food, good wine, good company. And the kids are getting to the age where they can totally look after themselves (okay, they are 3-6- I'm just pretty lax with this mom-thing).
I also look forward to Fall. Every year its a complete event- I start cooking differently, I can pull out all of my favorite clothes in all of my favorite colors, everything gets beautiful and crisp. Even now, with my garden blooming and my backyard just springing to life, I'm looking forward to it dying off in the Fall. Go figure.
As for the weekly break down:
On Saturday we went to see Slither (and yes, I liked it, and not just because it had Nathan Fillion in it, though, that did help!). Afterwards, we went to a spanish restaurant in Frederick, called Cacique. It was lovely, a nice margarita and some ceviche to start it all off, then roasted duck for me and seafood stew for Kev, washed down with Concha y Toro wine. Lovely.
I got carrot cake on my birthday (actually celebrated on Kev's birthday)- Yum!
Also got a book I really wanted (my favorite sort of gift), a cutting board (sounds silly, but my old one is still lurking in my basement, with the other basement-dwelling boxes- I've now been without for two months. Two months is too long.), A lovely set of Louis Malle films (can't wait to get into those), and a panini maker (which I'm sure will be a happy addition once I can figure the blasted thing out). Oh, and Bermudian Black Rum. Can't forget that!
Rora has started the "I don't want to go to school, I don't feel good, my tummy hurts" thing. Boy, I was hoping to avoid that like the plague.
Will be going to the in-laws for Easter, and I tried to make petit fours for the occasion. Utter disaster. Is it only MY fondant that tastes like crap? Tonight I will have a go at Lemon/lime curd layer cake (one of my favorites to make- really light and beautiful).
Been thinking about my Evil Mix.
We just moved into a new house (our first) two months ago (in Maryland), and yet my goofy husband is looking at for sale listings in Bangor, Maine. Bangor. Maine. Might as well be Bangladesh.
Have been trying to get together with my good friend Amie for many, many moons. Trying again. 15th times the charm?
I love NPR.
Pondered this week: Why is it that whenever a big group goes out drinking, I always ended up staying with that last group of die-hard men. And why do I get along with them so much better than the women? Ended up having more in common with this old salt than with anyone else.
From what NPR has reported (and yes, I KNOW they're biased!), I am pretty glad that Silvio Berlusconi is out.
Saw half of Layer Cake. So far, not as good as I was led to believe, but it has a full hour left to change my mind.
Also started reading Christopher Moore's The Stupidest Angel. So far, so good. In fact, its been so long since I've read a book that doesn't have talking animals in it, I'm stunned I can even take in the non-illustrated text.
Okay, that's all I can think of- thanks for all the birthday wishes!
A spot of fun...
Got a long car ride this weekend? (I know I do.)Want something to occupy your mind? (Yes, please!)
Try this:
The Evil Mix at Patriside
Not only is this one of the better written blogs I've come across (Thank you Alala!), but the mix sharing thing sounds like quite a bit of fun.
Friday, April 07, 2006
Got this note from Kevin this morning...
When I dropped Rory off at school this morning, it was still snack time. One of the teachers asked her if she would like to have a pop-tart and told Rora to sit at the table. She sat at the table closest to where I was putting her things away in her cubby, looked at the other children, pointed at me and said, "that's my daddy."The other children looked and smiled, then Rory said, "he's cuckoo...he's a silly daddy." And she laughed.
