Monday, April 27th, 2009


What a strange, strange world I live in
Time: 8:47 pm
My world is very strange, indeed.

I mean, how many women are sitting around in their kitchen/dining room, looking over their soon-to-be-ex-husband's shoulder, helping him sift through the over-abundance of interested parties who have responded to his recently-added online profiles on a variety of different dating/hooking-up web sites?

Not a lot, I don't figure.

 

Probably even less who help their soon-to-be-ex-husband's draft response emails to said women...


I think my spaghetti sauce is boiling over.

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Monday, March 2nd, 2009


Has it been 16 years?
Time: 1:26 am

Sixteen years ago, I was 18 years old and 8 months pregnant.

It was 5:30 a.m. when my water broke, and after I convinced my mother
that yes, I was sure my water had broke, I labored my way into the car
and to the hospital.

At 6:25 a.m., my first child, my only son, emerged into the world. His birth certificate lies--it says he was born at 6:30 a.m.

Today, he is 16.

When I was close to his age I couldn't imagine my life with a baby. Now I can't imagine my life without him.

I am so lucky to be the mother of such a gentle, unique, clever, witty,
loving young man...we have come a long way, he and I. And every time I
look at him, I smile because he truly is my heart.

Happy Birthday, Jake. I love you.







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Sunday, March 1st, 2009


Snow Day 2009
Time: 1:01 am
My boy and his dog...well, not so much a boy these days...he's 16 today.


My front yard




Me


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Thursday, February 5th, 2009


So, I got off my ass..
Time: 1:32 am
You've seen the BEFORE pictures...

It took me about 4 hours, but I'd like to share my AFTER pics:








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Wednesday, February 4th, 2009


Upside down, indeed
Time: 7:44 pm
I wouldn't normally be stressing over trying to clean the house while in the middle of a huge construction/remodel, BUT my children's grandfather (on their dad's side)(with whom we were all very close, even though I have been split from their dad for 12 years) died yesterday, unexpectedly.

Now family is coming in from out of state, and it is very likely that a number of people may show up at my house, as Grandmother is not very comfortable having people in her house, even though Brad, Jake and I spent 3 hours over there today, cleaning up.

Really? I should have been here cleaning my own obnoxiously disastrous home...Here, see for yourself what I am contending with...and then tell me to get off my ass and get this shit cleaned up!!!











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Sunday, February 1st, 2009


I don't bring me anything but...down?
Time: 8:52 am
I've been off the Prozac for about a week now. Not intentionally, I just haven't had the money to refill my prescription. So, I haven't been able to take it.

I have a doctor's appointment today during which my doc will assess my use of the medication and whether or not it's working.

I don't think it is...or...was...

Two weeks ago, I distinctly felt like the dosage was ineffective. My symptoms of depression (sounds so serious, I know) were still very evident, if not amplified. Tears, frustration, short temper, anxiety, insomnia, impatience, disdain, dismay, overwhelm...Felt surely that if I didn't get the medication straight, I was going to spiral back down into nothingness.

Then--I ran out.

Nothing I could do about it, really. Just ran out. They don't make samples of Prozac anymore...so, no calling the doc for a goody-bag to tide me over.

I'd always heard that it was difficult to get off Prozac because of the side-effects of stopping the medication. But honestly? I've been so busy in the last 10 days that I haven't hardly even noticed the missing meds. As a matter of fact, I've felt pretty good--emotionally, anyway--in the last several days.

So, now I'm wondering if I was relying to heavily on the implications of being medicated? Or if the drugs were really doing their job, just not as effectively as they were supposed to, and *that* is what made me hyper-aware of the short-fall?

I don't know. I guess I should talk to my doctor about all of this stuff...just trying to get my head clear on it before I go in to see her because I always get really nervous at my appointments. Like she's going to think I'm faking it or something...

Paranoia.

Isn't that another sign of depression?

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Monday, January 26th, 2009


He says what I've been thinking!
Time: 11:32 pm

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Thursday, January 22nd, 2009


Please to be meeting Elvis-Bird
Time: 2:49 am
I made him with my own two hands.






Trademark white Elvis scarf...also my first initial...

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Tuesday, January 6th, 2009


Time: 1:26 am

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Thursday, January 1st, 2009


Does this look like an avocado to you?
Time: 2:06 am
When I laid down to take a nap this evening, I never really did fall asleep.

Instead, visions of deconstructed felt food danced in my head. The only time I can envision something like a pattern or how to put it all together is when I'm trying to go to sleep because that's the only time my mind is clear enough to think critically like that. I'm SO not a math/science-minded person...I just don't see things that way...

So anyway...

I never fall asleep, get up, visit with Maggie, then after I put the baby to bed, I broke out the felt. I used new stitching techniques (found some tutorials online) and spent about 2 hours on the piece.

I was pretty proud of myself until Jake came into the living room and I showed it to him. "What is that?" he asked.

"What does it look like?" I replied.

"An avocado," he answered.

So either I'm a terrible sewer or a terrible mother...because the kid thought this looked like an avocado:

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Wednesday, December 17th, 2008


Literal videos??? Bwahahaha....
Time: 8:17 pm
Ever wish they would just sing what was happening in the video instead of some obscure, thoughtful lyrics?



Ok, so the guy can't sing, but this is freakin' hysterical.


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Friday, November 21st, 2008


Palin no friend to turkies...bwahaha!!
Time: 2:39 pm
Did she not see the basin of blood behind her?

Give it until about 40 seconds into the clip. Watch Larry, Darryl and Darryl in the background...

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Tuesday, November 11th, 2008


Bangs?
Time: 11:04 pm
Uh, yeah.

Waddayathink about that...(no, I've not cut my hair--it's just a ponytail mishap).

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Remember my voting problems?
Time: 1:15 am
I just now thought to look up Greg Palast's web site...not thinking about it last week in the afterglow of the election.

He did tell my story, sort of, by making a post about my email to him. I think it's kind of cool.

Check it out at this link:
http://www.gregpalast.com/the-steal-you-wont-see/#comment-27811

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Sunday, November 9th, 2008


It's time for...
Time: 2:25 am
$240 worth of pudding.


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Wednesday, November 5th, 2008


Yes, We Can!
Time: 10:41 pm
This is beyond worth watching...wow...still with the tears.

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Saturday, November 1st, 2008


No Candy for Obama Supporters
Time: 2:04 pm
What a witch!

What a horrible old hag....this lady who lives in Grosse Point Farms (Detroit) refused to give candy to children who supported Obama or whose parents supported Obama. "No handouts for Obama-supporters" a sign in her window said...

Cynthia Nagle...I think that's her name...and she actually gives an interview from her door in this clip:
http://www.myfoxdetroit.com/myfox/pages/News/Detail?contentId=7768833&version=1&locale=EN-US&layoutCode=VSTY&pageId=3.11.1

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Wednesday, October 29th, 2008


I have no vote
Time: 10:03 pm
So, I called 866-OUR VOTE.

The woman I spoke with was very personable, but didn't know what to do to help me. Said she'd have a supervisor call me today, but so far I've not heard from anyone.

I did call the local registrar's office again; the recommended I call the Secretary of State. I did...and they couldn't help me, either. Were able to pull up my voting history, as far as "the system" is concerned...and the last vote they have on file for me?

1996.

So, I've been deleted from the rolls. Not just inactive...DELETED.

Never mind the fact that I voted in the Primaries AND the last two general elections.

Tomorrow I call the director of the Board of Elections. I'm doubting it will make a difference...so, tomorrow I'm also calling the local news. I've already reported to CNN's hotline.

I just had sort of an epiphany in the last hour or so...I have campaigned hard for Obama. I have done my best to be informative and influential while not being combative or argumentative.

I know for a fact that I have not only influenced, but actually *changed* the votes of three people in my circle of friends through calm conversation, explaining how I felt and why, talking about *facts* not just feelings...Two people who were going to vote for John McCain are now gladly going to vote for Obama...and feel proud and liberated for making this decision.

I believe I may have influenced the votes of others, if only to get them to the polls.

I have already made a difference.

And you know what? I might not be able to fix my vote before Tuesday, but given the fact that I got laid off from my job today, I've got all the time in the world over the next few days to really get out there and knock on some doors, talk to people, let them know how important their vote is, let as many people as I can know that I may have lost MY vote, but theirs is still important.

I can still make a difference...maybe a much bigger one than my single vote would have made.

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Monday, October 27th, 2008


Wonder what's wrong with Georgia?
Time: 2:30 pm
Hmmmm...

I wonder how much of a swing-state we really might possibly be...if they actually had the voter's registration data correct for the fucking state!

I knew I had reason to be concerned.

I called the registrar's office today to verify my polling station and that my address had been updated since the primary.

Surprise, surprise. I don't exist.

Not there. No "me" registered as a voter for the state of Georgia.

Funny.

I voted in the primaries.

I turned in my updated addresss registration when I got my Obama yard sign.

Makes me wonder how many other people who think they ARE registered to vote are going to find out they're not....

As for me, I don't get to vote unless I magically appear before Nov 4, at least that's what they tell me at the registrar's office.

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Monday, October 20th, 2008


I love Ben Affleck
Time: 8:48 pm
I do.

I just love Ben Affleck.

I also love Martin Short.

I *hate* Bill Maher...and yet, somehow, here I sit watching his show because Ben caught my eye. And I'm just beyond impressed at the panel tonight.

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Friday, October 10th, 2008


Is Palin Qualified?
Time: 1:37 pm
The Public Broadcasting Service wants to know what you think:

http://www.pbs.org/now/polls/poll-435.html

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Tuesday, October 7th, 2008


Hey Sarah Palin!
Time: 6:28 pm
This is great!

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Sunday, October 5th, 2008


In your face, A-holes!
Time: 2:26 am
To the asshole or assholes who took it upon themselves to steal my newly attained, highly sought-after Obama/Biden 08 yard sign:

May the fleas of a thousand camels infest your crotch.

Your petty theft only encourages me to speak up, speak out and campaign even harder for the change I believe will happen with Obama as our leader.

I have a new sign. TWO new signs actually. And I will make sure that my support of my candidate is on display daily, despite your feeble attempts to stifle my voice.

You are a disappointment.

Sincerely,
Daisy

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Saturday, October 4th, 2008


Fear is a huge motivator, isn't it?
Time: 8:32 pm
Wednesday afternoon, two high school boys were removed from their school bus after a report had been made that they were carrying loaded guns.

My 15-year old son Jake and my 11-year old daughter Sara Claire were on the bus behind the bus from which the offenders were removed. They watched the administrators search the bus and physically remove the boys. Jake came home that afternoon and told me the story, as he always does when one of his former tormentors faces disciplinary action. Turns out one of the boys in question was the same boy who harassed and bullied Jake mercilessly last year, during the 8th grade. So, it was no surprise to me that this kid was in trouble again. We just wondered what he'd done this time.

Thursday afternoon, Sara Claire came home and told me that there was a rumor going around the school that someone had brought a loaded gun onto the high school campus. It didn't take us long to put two and two together.

Friday morning, while getting dressed for work, I was listening to the Bob and Sheri Show on our local radio station, 107.3 the Q, and I heard a local news brief about two Harris County High School boys facing criminal charges and possible expulsion for bringing loaded guns to school. Despite our previous assumptions, my blood ran cold and the taste of metal filled my mouth. I resisted the urge to fly out of the house and rush after the school bus that had just picked up my kids. Instead, I walked calmly and deliberately into the living room where Brad was still laying down. He'd been staying at the house for the last two weeks, offering his invaluable service in helping the household and family during my transition from Stay-At-Home Mom to Working-Outside-the-Home Mom.

I told him what I'd just heard and we sat, stunned, in the half-light of my living room in the early morning. The fear was immediate and palpable. We weren't quite sure what to do because, well, there wasn't anything to do. The danger had passed and we'd not even known it when it was actually present. We could rest assured that the school would be a safe place, at least that day, and there was really nothing to do except try not to obsess over what MIGHT have happened...how bad it could have been.

Because it could have been really bad.

There is no doubt in my mind that if this boy had arrived at school with the intent to take lives and do damage, my kid would have been a clear and obvious target. Although Jake and the boy had not had any interaction during this new school year, last year, the boy was aggressive and violent towards Jake, and was actually suspended for harassing Jake by repeatedly hitting him in the back of the head as he passed him in the hallway. We had to deal with the administrators at the middle school on many occasions and, ultimately, it seems that our diligence paid off, as the middle school has clearly amped up it's anti-bullying program this year.

Unfortunately, while the middle school administration got the right idea, it was been made very clear that we are still living in Good Ol' Boy country when the Harris County Sheriff, Mike Jolley (up for re-election this year) was quoted as saying, in explanation for the incident, that while it was a serious matter, he was sure it was just a cased of "boys being boys."

Right.

Boys. Being boys.

Because boys typically disregard all authority and have no respect for rules or other people or the sanctity of life. Because boys, as a whole, should be expected to carry loaded weapons to school, abuse their classmates and bully their peers into submission. Boys *will* be boys after all.

I know a lot about boys. But I know a lot about bullies, too, and what I know for a fact is that being a boy does not equal being a bully and being a menace to society. I think such attitudes do a serious disservice to our children, both those who are targets and those who may develop into the aggressors.

Brad sent an email to the only local news channel covering the story, after watching the interview with Sheriff Jolley. Subsequently, an interview has been requested to expose the "other side of the story," as told from the perspective of the victims or potential victims. I have not spoken directly with the reporter yet, but I have discussed it with Jake and the rest of the family, and Jake has given me his permission to speak publicly about our experience with the school system's treatment of bullies, the misinformed mentality of the small town law enforcement officials and the serious nature of the epidemic of bullying that is running rampantly through our school systems across the country.

I'll make the call on Monday and talk to the reporter. Thankfully, after all of the ordeals last year, I'm pretty well-versed, not only on our family's personal experience, but with the subjects of peer interaction, social development and bullying, as well. It is safe to say that I'm about to climb up onto the soap box; I've got something to say.

Oh, and I forgot how dramatically different it is being a working (outside of the home) mom, after three years of being at home with my kids. Very, very different...and hard.

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Thursday, October 2nd, 2008


Time: 11:33 pm
I've been trying to get my hands on an Obama yard sign for about 2 months now...actively looking, that is.

I mean, if one had just fallen into my hands, I gladly would have put it in my front yard. But I actively began looking about 2 months ago, and only yesterday have I been able to put my hands on one.

I think this election is so important, not just for its historic significance, but for the lives of my children, as well. I've never been quite so passionate about politics as I am now.

So passionate, in fact, that I took pictures, doncha know?






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