tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147826282012-01-28T18:12:14.899-08:00And they did say that saw him go, Black Jack Davy, he is hunting.Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.comBlogger5451100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-69655209468725499872010-07-29T08:38:00.000-07:002010-07-29T08:40:27.825-07:00

I may go off on a road trip today. Thinking about getting back in to leathercrafting. Tooling, carving, stitching, etc. But in order to do that, I'd need supplies.Dear Butcher's home -- to day may be the day to load the CD's up in the car and head out to the hinterlands to find a leather shop.

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-75632633329478383952010-07-27T10:15:00.000-07:002010-07-27T10:17:02.737-07:00

I normally have plans for Tuesday mornings, but all three kids are home today.No school, no camp.Which means I have to forgo my regular Tuesday morning plans and I'm more than a little annoyed about it.Ergggh.

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-74262817124469221082010-07-26T13:16:00.000-07:002010-07-26T13:25:17.430-07:00

Got Saul an iPod nano.He took it on the plane when he and grandma flew to NYC. Apparently it was left on the plane. "That's OK," says Grandma. "I'll replace it." She sent us money, we bought him an iPod Touch.Dire warnings. DO NOT take this outside. Don't show it off to your friends. Don't take it outside. Don't leave it on the curb when you go skateboarding with your friends.Fourth of July

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-14263575970675921282010-07-25T10:06:00.000-07:002010-07-25T10:10:25.052-07:00

I learned this morning that Charles Craver has donated his impressive collection of Arabian horse skulls to the Carnegie Museum of Natural History. Charles bred Davenport Arabian horses for decades, including my aunt's beloved Binni. Actually, he didn't just breed them, he gathered the tribe together and created the Davenport program as it currently exists. He corresponded with "The Greats" in

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-15183610756749668202010-06-20T12:50:00.000-07:002010-06-20T12:55:27.862-07:00

Dear Butcher's BirthdayMy BirthdayFather's DaySon's BirthdayWedding AnniversaryAll in a two week period. We like to cram them in!Dear Butcher gave me cash for my birthday, which was much appreciated. I bought hair ornaments with the money for my ever lengthening locks.More later when I figure out what I need to blog about(Oh. Update from my last post regarding my silly mother. Haven't spoken to

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-66134476292130601532010-04-09T07:54:00.000-07:002010-04-09T07:59:57.125-07:00

Email alerts.It's all very well to decide not to pick up the phone if caller ID says it's my mother or brother. (Babbling co-dependent loonies, the two of them.) It's a good plan, although annoying in that they will call and call and call and call the house, and my bluetooth in the car doesn't have caller ID, so I end up speaking to my brother all the time on speaker phone in the car because I

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-63077090667779324072010-04-07T16:15:00.000-07:002010-04-07T16:18:48.948-07:00

Folding laundry, ironing shirts, stacking dishes, cleaning the floor.All of these involve an insane level of boredom.I am aware that this is not much of a news flash -- but I'm struck by how very, very, very bored I've been all freaking day long. And the house really doesn't look all that much better as everything is *folded* in the closet rather than lying on the floor of the closet.Edit --

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-34357439549244213962010-04-06T06:03:00.000-07:002010-04-06T06:03:36.635-07:00

There's a tree somewhere producing pollen and I'm stuck with this headache.Allergy medication works, but it KNOCKS me out. Like a hammer to the head, sometimes right in the middle of a sentence.And the newest fabulosity is that just before the allergy strikes, the entire inside of my mouth starts itching.I never used to have hay fever. My mother even scorned its very existence -- that children

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-46537587332289871892010-04-03T07:30:00.000-07:002010-04-03T07:33:44.259-07:00

Like JM Carr, I've been watching Food Revolution, but I've been a bit disappointed, as I am with all things regarding public education as reported in the media. There's not enough detail to help explain to the viewer the problems the Jamie's up against as he tries to change the nation's school lunch programs.First of all, he's not the first chef to try. Alice Waters tried to set up school

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-61359962476406440952010-04-02T22:33:00.000-07:002010-04-02T22:35:22.260-07:00

I'll never think that I went overboard in naming my children unusual names again. My daughter has two friends, one named Zephyr and one named Aristotle.

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-13942029171808822752010-04-01T09:49:00.000-07:002010-04-01T09:53:38.416-07:00

Had a dream last night at Evil Auntie Peril left a comment on my blog which read, "Now what?"So I started wondering my dream what she meant. What conversation was she referring to? Was she referring to something on her blog?But in my dream I couldn't get to her blog, and really I couldn't get to my computer either. I just had this image in my head of a computer screen I had seen somewhere with a

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-6450680676884677332010-03-30T11:28:00.000-07:002010-03-30T11:29:04.954-07:00

My Idiot Brother annoys me.There's more to the story, but essentially, we are back on speaking terms. No, he hasn't apologized for calling a f*&^ing thief, and no, I'm not thrilled that we are speaking again. It's just that he has my phone number, and I care about my nephew too much to spit in his father's eye when there's still a chance that I can be of some benefit to my nephew.Today he called

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-17723412757537040562010-03-29T12:48:00.000-07:002010-03-29T12:48:26.860-07:00

This seems to be happening to me with greater frequency this month.I'll be talking to someone, or following an argument online or on TV, nodding my head, agreeing with the premise, happy and content, and the the crazy hits. About five steps in, the person I thought was so perspicacious drops a crazy bomb right in the middle of an example.Whoa. Wait a minute. I was with you right up until ....

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-18535820000551203352010-03-29T11:27:00.000-07:002010-03-29T11:45:07.969-07:00

"Dear Knitting Mentor Guru Fabulous Suisan Person,"Now tell me, who wouldn't get a pick-me-up from that? Made my day, it did.-------------In other news, I should not go shopping with my youngest daughter ever again. She is not me and I don't get her.I never got the whole "window shopping", "retail therapy", "Let's try on tons of clothes just for fun" thing that girls do to bond with each other.

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-70067575225776218102010-03-22T09:30:00.000-07:002010-03-22T09:30:48.073-07:00

Recently I was considering a job offer for a position I'd really like to have. Lots of organizing of paperwork (which I'm quite good at if it's other people's paperwork, not my own), answering phones, and dealing with the public. But after fiddling with the application over a few days, I realized that there's no way I can make this thing work.Maybe I can apply in the fall, but this summer my

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-59360925865297802682010-03-01T17:31:00.000-08:002010-03-01T17:46:13.561-08:00

Had lengthy email convo with art department head at Neo's high school re: admission to advanced art class.He agreed to look over her portfolio and said she's most likely be a good fit for "Art 2" or possibly for AP Studio Art, which is a two-year class.Being a good mommie, I took her art portfolio to school during her lunch break and sat in the office while she was meeting with art department

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-49405893462594810202010-02-28T11:02:00.000-08:002010-02-28T11:03:38.262-08:00

I'm not even sure what they're watching, but I can hear Jeremy's voice, and my two eldest kids are CACKLING with laughter in the living room. BBC America must be showing Top Gear.

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-27129574762195128292010-02-27T09:57:00.000-08:002010-02-27T10:08:06.773-08:00

My youngest daughter went to four weeks of sleep-away summer camp last summer. She LOVED it. This year we're sending her back.I was reading through the handbook to check on a few dates and came across a certain attitude that reminds me why I love this place. Anyone who can write these into a parent handbook should be my best friend.On the use of cell phones at camp:Cell phones of all types are

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-66687948348489510472010-02-17T13:03:00.001-08:002010-02-17T13:04:25.641-08:00

Real Fur makes you a better skater? Why can't he just wear fake fur and be done with it?Or, What She Said.

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-83994276136631640302010-02-14T17:02:00.000-08:002010-02-14T17:06:54.807-08:00

It's Valentine's Day.How do I know this? I have red roses on my dining room table. Sent to me by my mother.Because her first date with my dad was on Valentine's Day and she wants me to call her and congratulate her on staying together for so many decades. To encourage me to call her, she sends me flowers on Valentine's Day.It's quite odd.Today I'm taking apart my youngest daughter's room and

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-51358932011544079102010-02-13T09:31:00.000-08:002010-02-13T09:40:13.979-08:00

I spend a good part of my online time in the "general conversation" area of a message board. Made some good friends there, participated in a few kerfuffles, teased some trolls, supported a few people through some rough times. We end up talking a lot about horses too, which is fun.But recently the horse thread is no good. Which is too bad -- we had fourteen threads of fifty pages each on training,

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-9363235307583017742010-02-12T08:38:00.000-08:002010-02-12T08:38:47.052-08:00

I went to a school-district-sponsored community budget forum last night. Yes, yet again we are out of money and facing big cuts. I haven't been paying a LOT of attention to school budget stuff, and I always learn the stuff better when it's presented to me in person, so I toddled down to the elementary school to stand in the back and soak it up.There was a City Council member there -- he whispered

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-63324864002410417572010-02-09T10:47:00.000-08:002010-02-09T10:49:36.693-08:00

He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire HotelHe was drinking for diversionHe was thinking for himselfA little money riding on the Maple LeafsAlong comes a lady in lacy sleevesShe says let me sit downYou know, drinkin' alone's a shameIt's a shame it's a crying shameLook at those jokersGlued to that damn hockey gameHey honey-you've got lots of cashBring us round a bottleAnd we'll have some

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-25453945617949440422010-02-08T13:21:00.000-08:002010-02-08T13:22:00.045-08:00

If you haven't yet seen the HBO biopic on Temple Grandin, you should set aside some time to see it on demand. I was waiting for it to be smooshy and schmaltzy and one-dimensional, but no, it was quite good.If you don't know who Temple Grandin is, Oliver Sacks wrote about her in An Anthropologist on Mars, and she has eloquently written about herself and her work in a number of books. Here's HBO's

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-62584229741203763162010-02-07T17:34:00.000-08:002010-02-07T17:36:26.379-08:00

Had to find an entire day when I knew I would not be interrupted.That finally happened yesterday, so I tucked myself into bed and read it.Wow.Thank you, Laura Kinsale for an amazing new "keeper". Loved it tremendously.

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-43488312150652839072009-08-22T19:38:00.001-07:002009-08-22T19:44:32.315-07:00

I took delivery on my car on Thursday. Her name is Daisy and she's soo cute. I lub her.I started this Cash for Clunkers at the very start, when they were threatening to shut it down because it was so popular, and I took delivery on the car the day the dealer said they wouldn't write any more deals for the program. Whew, that was cutting it close.All in all, I don't have anything but nice things

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-10929815824630515392009-08-15T13:30:00.000-07:002009-08-15T13:30:12.077-07:00

I got the Title!I got the Title!Wednesday we went down to the dealership and bought a Scion Xb. Yay! It will come in from the port this week. (Here's another cool thing -- our mortgage rate automatically adjusted downwards yielding us an $800 monthly savings. With a decent down payment on the car and Cash for Clunkers, we end up with a $300 monthly car payment. So, yeah, we're still ahead by $500

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-9412362409500786772009-08-06T08:40:00.000-07:002009-08-06T08:41:24.069-07:00

Dear Butcher found out late last week that my nasty minivan qualifies for the Cash for Clunkers program. (Oy. My minivan, that thing's on its last legs. Cracked windshield, two speeds on the fan are busted, all the interior trim has been picked at by my anxious son, there are holes in the carpet, the sliding doors sometimes still stick shut, the rear brakes are shot, it needs new tires, and it's

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-37739106441330884642009-07-31T09:02:00.000-07:002009-07-31T09:03:45.827-07:00

Sort of a casserole of a post here. A bit of cheese, a bit of white sauce, a bit of left over salmon, and Hmmm, tomatoes aren't going to work here, are they?My nephew's coming to visit. The son of my kuh-RAY-zee brother. Now that my nephew is 17, he's decided that 17 years of this foolishness is enough. He's had the chance to witness the craziness up close and personal through the years leading

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-35902713354643269422009-07-30T10:06:00.000-07:002009-07-30T10:06:39.512-07:00

For someone who neither drinks nor has her act together mentally or emotionally, I am weirdly obsessed with watching Intervention on A&E. I'm also addicted to VH1's Celebrity Rehab. I remember saying to Dear Butcher one time, "There's a part of me that wishes that I had something that was this easily identifiable. 'Ten weeks rehab, one year sober living, live like this, and off you go!' But

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-21995272046911986302009-07-27T13:33:00.000-07:002009-07-27T13:36:41.382-07:00

Saul has a friend over.That may not seem like a news item, but for us it's a momentous occasion. His friend also has behavioral problems, is highly competitive and prone to sulks and rages, but on the other hand, they understand each other. Parents understand each other too. When you call to say, "I think we're done" each side knows what the other is saying. Not that there's a meltdown right now,

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-83385220698753739342009-07-25T14:21:00.000-07:002010-03-01T08:30:48.358-08:00

The Daily Show With Jon StewartMon - Thurs 11p / 10cThe Born Identitywww.thedailyshow.comDaily ShowFull EpisodesPolitical HumorJoke of the Day

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-3749024250821998302009-07-24T07:49:00.000-07:002009-07-24T07:50:18.412-07:00

I used to hate mornings. "I'm not a morning person," I'd moan into my palms, as if rearranging my cheeks would help me wake up.On the other hand, I'm not an afternoon person (hunger, boredom, self-flagellation for not accomplishing more this morning) nor an evening person either (fear at the close of the day, heavy eyes, lassitude -- or the feeling that somewhere there's person who looks just

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-74201793172673368622009-07-23T10:54:00.001-07:002009-07-23T10:55:18.127-07:00

"How the hell are you?" she wrote. "Miss you," another wrote."Why don't you ever update?" my daughter asked."Are you OK?" someone else asked.I dunno. I should have an answer. But I don't.I haven't been writing because any time I pull up the blog I see that I haven't written since February and I don't know how to fill in that gap without writing a novel. I'm not sure I want to relive parts of it

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-7207962304770290472009-02-11T10:02:00.001-08:002009-02-11T10:05:25.279-08:00

I was web surfing this morning and came across a blog that looks intriguing.I just read the following post, and I have no words. I did in fact start hyperventilating while reading it, leaned back in my chair with my hand over my chest and just started muttering, "Whoa. Whoa. Whoa!" over and over and over.A sample from Psychotic Letters from MenThat's like looking into the jaws of death, right

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-25464772910428791382009-01-11T23:47:00.000-08:002009-01-11T23:54:51.898-08:00

Hobbes won't eat. His diabetes is giving him indigestion.This is bad for a diabetic dog. In order to get insulin, they must have eaten a full meal. Diabetic dogs get fed twice a day, no snacks, each meal to be followed by a shot. Food makes blood sugar go up, insulin makes it come down, so you give the shot after you've made the sugar go up. Dogs apparently (and I'm still learning here, bear with

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-74792876043105664532009-01-05T10:15:00.000-08:002009-01-05T10:19:37.034-08:00

Today is Neo's birthday.Happy Birthday!Her birthstone is garnet and every year I try to get her a small garnet piece of jewelry. Today we're home, looking at the gray drizzle out our window. We had plans to go down to a fabric store in Berkeley today, but I have to take Hobbes to the vet for a follow-up visit (He's home now, stable, but needs to see his vet for long-term care.) and, here's a

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-51057209980197878312009-01-04T07:32:00.000-08:002009-01-04T07:35:14.249-08:00

My big lovely boy Hobbes has just been diagnosed with canine diabetes. He's in the emergency hospital racking up an enormous bill, well over a thousand dollars of supportive care.They've started him on insulin and are trying to regulate his dose. If he stabilizes, then he might come home today, or maybe tomorrow. He doesn't have organ failure or any infections, so that's good. It certainly

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-72986891713885205662008-12-22T21:01:00.000-08:002008-12-22T21:04:54.200-08:00

And so this is ChristmasWhat have you done?Another year overAnd a new one just begunI've had that running in my head for most of the day.Well, that and "Walking in a Winter Wonderland". KOIT radio has been playing non-stop Christmas music since Thanksgiving, which I've actually enjoyed quite a bit. The first time "Walking in a Winter Wonderland" came on, I turned it up and got my kids (even

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-74309092370391209012008-11-21T11:45:00.001-08:002008-11-21T11:47:33.680-08:00

But even so, this video from Wonkette is the funniest meat-related thing I have seen in a while (some parts blurred for the faint of heart).Palin at ThanksgivingHelp me. I'm still laughing.I especially love the guy in the background. "You sure? Go ahead? Really?! Ok then."

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-13727272611543024722008-11-03T16:00:00.000-08:002008-11-03T16:02:31.553-08:00

Not only is this one totally stuck in my head, but somehow it feels as if it relates to tomorrow's election? Or hope? Or fear? Or something deep. I think

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-52424243293899598302008-10-27T09:44:00.000-07:002008-10-27T09:46:42.632-07:00

You may or may not remember this, but about a million years ago I posted something about how I didn't really like looking at ultrasound pictures of other people's unborn babies because it reminded me too much of abortion protesters' signs. And then a wack job came on my blog and called me "post-abortive." Y'all remember that?Well, apparently this level of discourse has hit the presidential

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-78663250679306411502008-10-10T15:08:00.000-07:002008-10-10T15:15:03.075-07:00

then you should read this article from EdWeek explaining the original Annenberg grants in Chicago. It was not an attempt to inculcate children with radiacal philosophies, as Idiot Dick Morris has suggested, but:In fact, the project undertaken in Chicago as part of a high-profile national initiative reflected mainstream thinking among education reformers. The Annenberg Foundation’s $49.2 million

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-71884409280769879542008-10-07T09:32:00.000-07:002008-10-07T18:08:55.747-07:00

I took my kids up to Michael's farm last weekend. I met a girl there I had previously only talked to online. She was amazed at the horses and is now an instant fan. Not of me, but of Michael and the way he talks about and treats his horses.My friend fell in love with this guy, Eldar HD:The chick with the extravagant hair is the ever-lovely Neo.Eldar is a young stud colt, as is Latitude who's

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-49651022991292825552008-10-01T07:14:00.000-07:002008-10-01T07:16:46.466-07:00

Sarah Palin, when asked what newspapers she reads, responded, "All of them."There are so many snarky comments rumbling around in my head, but none of them seem quite up to the stupidity of that phrase. All of them? Really?So that means that you read my local "Herald", a paper so awful that there are more pages devoted to "Church notices" than there are to news. A paper that prints letters to the

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-66770136574667251292008-09-30T10:17:00.000-07:002008-09-30T10:19:41.131-07:00

SF bay area craigslist > south bay > pets STUBBORN HORSE.... CHEAP! (san jose east) Reply to: comm-858155452@craigslist.org [?]Date: 2008-09-28, 1:55AM PDT I have a 4 yr old TB mare who just happens to be the most STUBBORN horse in the world. She's got TONS of potential to be a great gymkhana or roping horse, but she's just got a few quirks- like being "stuck in reverse." Shes

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I should blog more.I should talk about what's on my mind, but I don't want to seem pushy about it.Look at meeee.Or don't. Nothing to see here, folks. Move along.Lengthy ramblings of a confused person. I'm at sixes and sevens as they say. Sort of all over the place.I set up a visit for next weekend at a friend's horse farm about an hour away. Someone I've never met, but whom I've talked to on a

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-90888105095614815502008-09-03T08:51:00.001-07:002008-09-03T08:53:06.891-07:00

Is it true that Sarah Palin's husband has been a member of a secessionist party for a decade? And that she addressed their conventions?What the hell. I thought people vetted these candidates. Who the hell is in charge of this McCain campaign anyway? Too weird.

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-31627817723614151442008-09-02T09:58:00.000-07:002008-09-02T10:00:28.402-07:00

I love this cover.And I totally have both versions stuk in my hed.

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-58139651645015838702008-09-01T12:22:00.000-07:002008-09-01T12:27:48.290-07:00

Well, we took the plunge and pulled Neo from the public school. It's been a while in coming -- I've been asking them to enhance her program there since last fall. I asked again this spring. I asked again over the summer. I asked the week before school started. I asked on the second day of school. I talked to the VP at the Middle School and spoke to the Principal at the High School.Even though the

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-54714737898060210992008-08-16T16:28:00.000-07:002008-08-16T16:30:58.001-07:00

I had been invited to John McCain's house to meet his wife Cindy. He's running for president, but in a quiet way. Something we won't be bringing up in conversation as this visit isn't about him or his aspirations. In fact, he isn't even expected to be there.I'm there with someone else, a woman, but I can't tell if she's older or younger than me. I do know that she is much more interested in

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-58024715015557358872008-08-14T12:47:00.000-07:002008-08-14T12:49:46.286-07:00

I don't know if that's "Ah! I look upon you, the glorious peaks and valleys of Hell" or if it's "Aw, dammit it all to Hell." Or maybe it's both.I've just come back from escorting my son to New York City and back. Overall, it was a fine trip, including a jaunt to the Natural History Museum, a day at the Met, and a small explosion at Grandma's Gramercy Park apartment which involved a bite on my arm

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-20038916036403715702008-08-03T18:35:00.000-07:002008-08-03T18:39:17.543-07:00

Maureen Dowd says in today's New York Times that Obama, with his proud and reserved manner is America's Mr. Darcy, and we are all Elizabeth, intrigued but feeling rejected by his prideful demeanor.I can sort of see what she's saying, but it sort of doesn't fit either.Miss Bennet doesn't like Mr. Darcy because he seems to not like her. She actually likes him until she overhears him reject her as

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-29110715047044433832008-07-18T14:59:00.000-07:002008-07-18T15:03:06.649-07:00

Why is it that the moment I sit down at the keyboard, the cat immediately wakes up from his 16 hour nap?Why does does the cat insist on straddling the keyboard so that I cannot see the monitor, anus in my face?Why does blowing a sharp gust of air on his ever-so-obvious anus elicit no response whatsoever other than a casual glance over his shoulder and a quick tail flick?

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-56320746989141189872008-07-15T11:44:00.001-07:002008-07-15T11:46:14.588-07:00

The New York Times today published an article about how public schools are routinely and illegally restraining children with behavior problems.I hope this works without needing registration to view: Calm Down or Else by Benedict Carey.It all seems quite familiar.

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It's been a while since I've talked about my son. What a roller coaster this has been! If you've been following along ever since day one, I apologize for the long summary here, but it *does* help explain part of my reaction to where we are now.His last day of school in the regular General Ed program was April 5, 2008. He was identified as a Special Ed student in October of 2006, originally under

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-5276590398743281502008-07-12T20:42:00.000-07:002008-07-12T20:44:21.609-07:00

Ah, the drama of this week.I remember living like this all the time. One more phone call. One more dissection of "What did she mean when she said that to him? Why didn't she tell him that other thing when she was saying this thing over here?" You can spend decades parsing one tale and the twelve conversations it sprouted from its twisted trunk. I know. I have.A few months after I moved away from

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A few days later Dad called me from his office phone (his office is off the dining room, but it's a private line). As soon as I saw the caller ID, I knew this would be the "Please call your mother" phone call. I took it, and we talked respectfully like adults. He apologized to me for continuing to support my brother, and said that he was the one who wrote the second check, because he's terrified

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-67383282943151672702008-07-11T11:20:00.000-07:002008-07-11T11:22:40.648-07:00

Who really would believe that we are stuck in the SAME OLD DANCE year after year after decade? Doesn't it all get old after a while? Why then was I crying when I got off the phone Monday? I guess that's what makes me want to write about it, because I cried. (Humph. There's something wimpy in tears forcing a blog spot.)I've been meaning to write about this, but then I've been holding off because

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-1721746146046496622008-06-25T06:56:00.000-07:002008-06-25T07:02:21.531-07:00

From my mother, contemplating her future:Here is a draft of my obituary. When the time comes you can rewrite it in any way you want, but just don't say that I spent 10 years in jail! Tell me what you think of it. MomUmmm. OK. Wonder what prompted this?So I open the attached document to find a lengthy obituary. Wait. This is really long.Three pages? Who gets a three-page single-spaced obit?I

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-35364964978076798932008-06-21T23:30:00.000-07:002008-12-10T02:47:23.004-08:00

It's hot. I have no air conditioning. I'm not a happy camper.Over the last few days we built the floor of the coop and put up two walls in the blistering heat with very little fighting. I do however have a scorching sunburn on my shoulder. Yes. I know. Wear sunscreen, but geeez once you've gone too long and the burn is there, it's no fun to heal through the pain.We started work on the third wall

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-26735325861565293862008-06-18T20:17:00.000-07:002008-06-18T20:22:21.852-07:00

I thought my days of fence post digging were done when I left the horse farm. Apparently, not so much.Last week I dug fence post holes into hardpan. (Without rented equipment, this entails using an ancient screwdriver as a chisel along with a sledgehammer. Fun!) Yesterday we mixed concrete and set anchors. Today we built an entire floor. And it's square. And it's level. And it's the right

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-3393617203745194312008-06-16T10:03:00.000-07:002008-06-16T10:05:15.470-07:00

Yes, it's been a long while since I posted. Sorry about that.Let's see, since April, what has happened? Looks like this will have to be a list and I'll blog about individual stuff later.My mother is still insane. (How do I know this? She sent me a 3 page single-spaced draft obituary for herself listing every cultural institution for which she holds season tickets and every charitable donation she

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-65024888619415534332008-04-30T07:25:00.000-07:002008-04-30T14:26:53.608-07:00

Sorry to have been away for so long. Son stuff. Family stuff. Garden stuff. Stuff Stuff.Did you know that the people who continue to mourn Barbaro's death are, um, INSANE?????His fifth birthday was this week. Did you have a cake? Light a candle? Hmmmm? No? Shame on you.OH!! Grand news!! We have news from heaven. Yep. It's on the website. Barbaro and his dear dead horsey friend have *bred* in

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-91089294521678237932008-04-10T10:02:00.000-07:002008-04-10T10:06:57.267-07:00

This blog, Saving Argus, has only been up since November of last year. Between last night and this morning, I've read the whole thing. I don't really have good enough words of praise for it.Argus is a 16 year old Thoroughbred gelding who spent his entire life in a small (way too small) muddy paddock eating bread and iceberg lettuce. The blog is written by the woman who took him in and has had to

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-65938715354606838772008-04-09T08:10:00.000-07:002008-04-09T08:11:14.956-07:00

Church of Barbaro.Let the crazies unite!

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-74186968777742874772008-04-01T07:09:00.000-07:002008-04-01T07:12:47.929-07:00

Google introduces new option to Gmail.I love that it can set mail to be automatically seen as Read or Unread in the recipient's mailbox. And that mail you send can be dated to appear to have been sent as far back as 2004. Brill!Have a lovely April Fool's everyone.

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-49820679212887712832008-03-26T11:37:00.000-07:002008-03-26T11:40:40.341-07:00

I'm bleaching Neo's hair in preparation for dying it tomorrow a blue-black underneath and a purple on top.So far the bleach is working well -- rinse is coming up soon. (Darnit, I missed a spot at the end over there. Have to remember to get the blue-black on that strand.)(We're not doing her whole head, just the crown. She likes her dark hair, so we're keeping that. The top section I trimmed into

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-66116917278065202022008-03-21T15:19:00.000-07:002008-12-10T02:47:23.213-08:00

I'm reading this: Asperger's Syndrome and Difficult Moments: Practical Solutions for Tantrums, Rage and Meltdowns. I don't know if it's helpful or harmful to read it. Pervasive theme of the book is that once the child has experienced a rage, there is nothing anyone can do but to ride it out. The teachable moments occur as the child is building up to a rage, or during the recovery period after a

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-77918613158745427822008-03-19T10:58:00.000-07:002008-03-19T11:13:47.067-07:00

...who is Black Jack Davy?I wish I had a video I could embed here to explain. Instead I'm sending you over to this site to listen to Steeleye Span's version.I'm not a fan of Bob Dylan's version, but that's just me. I prefer the creepier tones of Maddy Prior.And why is Black Jack Davy on that sidebar over there? Because he's good hero. And his lover is a heroine who runs away from her

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-81147990278427965332008-03-18T16:33:00.000-07:002008-03-18T16:34:41.636-07:00

Hey, but this one's good. It's about Neo for once.Have been seriously looking into homeschooling next year. She's mostly enrolled, except for a few documents. I'm still concerned about her friends at school, although I'd be happy and I KNOW she'd be happier with a stronger curriculum.Told her that I really wanted the Vice Principals at the school to understand why it was that she was leaving. One

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-54382131853079806802008-03-16T11:09:00.000-07:002008-03-16T11:10:28.311-07:00

which are stuck in my head.This one too.But this one's the very best. And the one that won't get OUT of my head.

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This one is great. Read it if you haven't yet.The Spymaster's Lady by Joanna Bourne. Terribly embarrassing cover though. Especially since Grey isn't described as LOOKING like his. Gah.This may even go up into the league of Kinsale and some Ivories for me. Possibly. Dangerously good writing and characterization. Without a lot of heavy breathing and goopiness. You know how I am about

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-20310564652855658712008-03-14T20:04:00.000-07:002008-03-14T20:06:00.792-07:00

I'm living in this yucky place where I just want to grab people by the throat and shove something hard and prickly down their necks. There' s no Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy here, folks. Although I do miss Ren and Stimpy, I have to say.My son won't stay at school. Case manager calls to ask me to come pick him up. I go down, and then she wants to discuss his report card while he's beating up a traffic

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-78294262714133228362008-03-10T23:04:00.000-07:002008-03-10T23:14:58.468-07:00

My aunt has a wikipedia page???And my grandfather?Umm. I like them fine, and I think they were neat people. But how did they end up with a wikipedia page?Oh look. Inaccuracies abound. Some of the family myths have popped up too. ("When she died, she had 60 Davenport Arabian horses on her farm." Uh. No she didn't. I was there and I had to count them.) (And then there's the tale of Grandpa

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-73098007331097999562008-03-07T10:27:00.000-08:002008-12-10T02:47:24.150-08:00

I'm seriously considering enrolling Neo in a home school program for next year. She's been taking placement tests, which is a bit disconcerting to her as she's not testing out as well as she would have expected. (I think she KNOWS the concepts, but is unaware of the vocabulary that goes along with them. Therefore on a "fill in the blank" test, she can't recognize some of the vocabulary linked to

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-82478199462574061752008-03-05T12:05:00.000-08:002008-03-05T12:07:30.761-08:00

I don't usually repost my comments on other blogs over here, but in this case, I dunno, I decided to. Dear Author posted a thread a few days ago which veered off into strange lands of redefining Romance, porn, and the actions of the goddess Aphrodite Porne. Something of a trainwreck. At the very end, I ended up posting this:Jeez.As someone who started studying Ancient Greek in tenth grade (age 15

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-39487469876343626892008-03-01T19:40:00.000-08:002008-03-01T19:42:53.444-08:00

Beth wrote a post about her father's death. A funeral on a leap year.And looking over her posts, I'd love to comment there, to say, "I know," and "That shock is so unique that no one else will ever know," and to somehow say, "I'm sorry." But all that would seem trite, a me-too comment, and Beth, ever-wise, has turned off her comments.When Joyce was getting chemo, she asked me not to visit her in

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-14196468413255114362008-02-25T15:58:00.000-08:002008-02-25T16:01:20.809-08:00

Today's events:I got my mother to leave early. Hurrah.I was interviewed this morning by CPS. They are filing the report under "Unfounded". There will be a record of a report, but the case has been investigated and there is no foundation to believe that abuse is happening. The Social Worker also asked me to call her if I thought another report was forthcoming so that she could take the case.I

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-58450361571828730452008-02-22T08:16:00.000-08:002008-02-22T08:24:59.357-08:00

I'm done.The school has reported us to Child Protective Services. Yeah, I know they're a mandated reporter, and yeah, I know that Saul said in the middle of a tantrum at school that he couldn't go home with his dad because dad made him get bloody noses. Yeah, I know that the social worker will realize that this is an exceptionally complex case once she talks to his behaviorist, his family

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This is getting old already.Had ANOTHER meeting today about my son. Actually two. The first was a meeting for them to tell us that he doesn't qualify for social skills training because he does not have a language deficiency which causes him to wrongly interpret social situations. Yes. He misinterprets social situations and ascribes motives to others which are wrong. However, that issue is not *

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-32417684184395992382008-02-18T13:58:00.000-08:002008-02-18T13:59:10.508-08:00

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-6792332534310123452008-02-14T06:05:00.000-08:002008-02-14T06:04:20.683-08:00

So the school system is waiting for me to medicate my son before they'll really dive in and address his needs. (Such as getting his curriculum ON THE COMPUTER like they said they would in October.)Our psychiatrist is targeting the fact that my son does well in a supportive environment with lots of trained people and proven behavior modification techniques. He does not want to medicate him until

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-76518415638091237022008-02-11T12:57:00.000-08:002008-02-11T13:02:51.845-08:00

Love the line, "Are you sure it's not 'Fraud!' they yell at you in the streets?"Been spending many hours over at James Randi's Educational Foundation website. This was after a friend sent me a link showing that ingestion of virgin cold-pressed coconut oil can be beneficial for autistic children. Not hot pressed oil (Bad Bad), not coconut products (Bad Bad), but only virgin cold-pressed coconut

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-55803112978139630082008-02-09T09:33:00.000-08:002008-12-10T02:47:24.394-08:00

Apparently Neo didn't LIKE the family therapist the County sent over to start working with the kids.Youch.I didn't like her that much either, and apparently Saul didn't like her, as he left the room the moment she asked him a question.So much for County-assisted integrated family therapy. I don't think I could get Neo to sit in on another session, even if it involved a different therapist, to

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-43348455943524146112008-02-06T17:55:00.000-08:002008-02-06T17:57:13.444-08:00

Neo is a really neat kid. I'm very proud to be her Mom.Phebe is a very cute kid. Twirling in the Supercuts while waiting for her haircut entertained the other patrons immensely.If you do not feed my son lunch, he is short tempered. There is data to support this conclusion.Calling the parents two hours after lunch ended to say that he's out of control is really not that helpful, all you school

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-27769012047331501412008-02-05T09:33:00.000-08:002008-02-05T09:34:48.753-08:00

I've visited the polls and I have my little red, white and blue sticker: "I Voted!"I had a hard time deciding on the Democratic candidates. I really want to vote a woman into the White House. Both my Senators are women, and they do a great job. My Assemblywoman is, uh, woman, hence the name. My Representative to Congress is a man, and he's a good guy. Overall, I like knowing that my political

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-47001296321412814382008-02-01T22:44:00.000-08:002008-02-01T22:46:27.820-08:00

Those of you who have followed my political career so far know that there's a guy who was on the Board before me who encouraged me to run, helped me campaign, and introduced me to politics. I sometimes call him "The Prez". For this post I'll just call him Derek.Derek is a local millionaire, respected by some, hated by others. Has a reputation for finagling behind the scenes, although I didn't see

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-78728077833294180672008-01-28T15:50:00.000-08:002008-01-28T15:52:01.785-08:00

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Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-59770465040453545442008-01-27T08:17:00.000-08:002008-01-27T08:19:05.126-08:00

I just woke up from a bizarre dream.Well, not just. It rattled my stomach so badly that I had to go throw up first and then had to lie down on the couch for an hour to get the vertigo to go away.I had a dream about eventing. Jumping brush fences, ditches, and lamb creeps. Every lurch of the pony, every thought of "Oh SHIT that's a big fence. Gonna die gonna die gonna diegonnadie right NOW!" was

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-28007653854427250532008-01-25T09:42:00.000-08:002008-01-25T09:45:58.944-08:00

Atta boy!Mystic has been recognized for his accomplishments in Cowboy Mounted Shooting, as the second Arabian to become a certified Champion Mounted Shooting horse. You have to scroll down to see a picture of him zooming around the pattern with his owner, Aida.I once co-owned Mystic for all of about five minutes. He was a great little guy. (He's STILL a great little guy, I just haven't seen him

Suisanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08005006529585506127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14782628.post-8916708042260157292008-01-23T16:20:00.000-08:002008-01-23T16:21:21.362-08:00

In my house, January is a month we approach with dread.Christmas is over, the kids have just come back from weeks off of school, it's dark and rainy, and there's sort of a let down throughout the house. Saul's most dramatic moments from last year occurred when he went back to school in January.This January has been great. With his new (TRAINED) aide, he hasn't called home more than twice in a

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I just love great writing.I haven't been reading much of anything these days, but I do keep opening up the copy of Flowers from the Storm by Laura Kinsale that lives in my purse whenever I find myself sitting around waiting for something. (Hmm. Looking over my calendar, it would seem that I sit in waiting rooms waiting for various children to come out of appointments two to three hours a week. I

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Yesterday I wrote:I will not post again about local politicsI will not post again about local politicsI will not post again about local politicsI will not post again about local politicsAnd Angela James wrote in comments:I LOVE your posts on the school board politics. I hope you don't feel you can't post them. They're what makes your blog your blog, just as much as the posts about your children!I

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I will not post again about local politicsI will not post again about local politicsI will not post again about local politicsI will not post again about local politicsI can't imagine that any of you care at this point, but I just have to get this down somewhere.The Board that I just left, which was dedicated to open governance and Sunshine Ordinances and public input, after being formed in

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First off, my son is fine. This is not about him.My BROTHER on the other hand. Oy.He called the other day (because my Mom asked him to), asked how I was, and how my son was. I told him things were generally okay. And then he said, "Really? I mean are you being real with me?""Yes, Doug. Things have been stressful and strange, but I feel good that we're meeting with a good psychiatrist finally, and

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HIAWATHA???Perhaps the most parodied poem ever?Oh Cassie, you have taken this into a bizarre new place. Behind the Looking Glass even.----------------My grandmother had a *thing* for Lewis Carrol. She was also surrounded most of her life by other extremely intelligent women who were not allowed to work. But they were allowed to volunteer. Churches, community centers and, in Grandma's case, the

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When I was a child, my mother was on the leading edge of the feminist movement. A true activist. A marcher in parades, a letter writer to the editor, a researcher for the League of Women Voters. I had an ERA button pinned to the lampshade of my white and pink porcelain bedside-table lamp. We hosted ACLU meetings in the living room. Ms. Magazine arrived at our doorstep and was cherished, cradled

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There's a highly respected guinea pig organization and animal hospital in the UK that I've heard of from time to time. Never paid much attention, not living in the UK and all that.Got involved with a troll dance on a guinea pig message board last night with a person who kept insisting that according to the person she most respected, it was NEVER necessary to anesthetize a guinea pig for dental

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I was in the Superintendent's office yesterday dropping off some paperwork. But her assistant told me she was out of the office."That's cool. Will she be back later on? Or is she out for a while?""I don't know. She's actually attending a taping of the Today Show.""Here?""Our High School students were involved in a project that NBC is covering, so they sent a Today Show crew out to film it.""

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