July 21, 2006
Seems like I picked a good week to leave. 104, my ass. It's going to be 80 in New York. Much, much better. Stay cool and I'll see you in August !
July 20, 2006

My blog is worth $6,209.94.
How much is your blog worth?
July 18, 2006
My latest blog addiction
Back To Iraq
My bookgroup....that's me on the left...the one who thinks she looksdrunk SEXY with her eyes half closed
Bookgroup
Back To Iraq
My bookgroup....that's me on the left...the one who thinks she looks
Bookgroup
July 17, 2006
New York
The kids and I are headed for New York on Friday. I'd like to say I am not nervous about a. Flying and b. Heading to New York, which seems to be the terrorists favorite place to play. But I am. Especially now with all of the crap that's going on and that I am flying alone, with my children. Of course, my head knows, all will be perfectly fine. But tell that to my stomach that's all up in knots. Last time we flew in to New York, we landed at about 4:15, which was about 4 minutes after the entire East Coast blacked out. When we landed, all of the airport sirens were going off, people were literally running out of the city on foot, it took us an hour just to get out of the airport parking lot. Traffic was bumper to bumper, people honking, shouting profanities, flipping each other off. I *heart* New York.
This weekend we went to a most delightful fundraising function at the home of one of our school members. It was Mardi Gras in July and oh my how we celebrated. Our host, who is from New Orleans, treated us to pounds and pounds of crayfish all served up in the middle of long tables with a most fantastic sauce to dip into. We all stood, wearing our bibs, and grazed and drank bottles of wine and got very messy. Much later in the evening, we all broke out our dancing shoes and danced long into the evening. The women all stood up on the balcony and earned their beads, while the dads lounged down below drinking Jack Daniels from the bottle, smoking cigars, and discussing politics. Everytime they took a shot of the JD, they'd proclaim
" To the children!!" At $100 per couple, I think we supported our PTO quite nicely that night.
This weekend we went to a most delightful fundraising function at the home of one of our school members. It was Mardi Gras in July and oh my how we celebrated. Our host, who is from New Orleans, treated us to pounds and pounds of crayfish all served up in the middle of long tables with a most fantastic sauce to dip into. We all stood, wearing our bibs, and grazed and drank bottles of wine and got very messy. Much later in the evening, we all broke out our dancing shoes and danced long into the evening. The women all stood up on the balcony and earned their beads, while the dads lounged down below drinking Jack Daniels from the bottle, smoking cigars, and discussing politics. Everytime they took a shot of the JD, they'd proclaim
" To the children!!" At $100 per couple, I think we supported our PTO quite nicely that night.
July 15, 2006
July 14, 2006
The news today....
Watching the news today makes me want to refill my Xan@x prescription.
I find myself not breathing, the same way I did post 9/11
Watching Israel makes my stomach turn
Watching Iran makes my stomach turn
Watching Iraq makes my stomach turn
Watching Lebanon makes my stomach turn
Watching California burn down makes my stomach turn
Watching North Korea makes my stomach turn
Watching all of this violence and unrest makes me so scared
My husband, the history lover, believes this is it...This is the beginning on WW3.
World War III
I find myself not breathing, the same way I did post 9/11
Watching Israel makes my stomach turn
Watching Iran makes my stomach turn
Watching Iraq makes my stomach turn
Watching Lebanon makes my stomach turn
Watching California burn down makes my stomach turn
Watching North Korea makes my stomach turn
Watching all of this violence and unrest makes me so scared
My husband, the history lover, believes this is it...This is the beginning on WW3.
World War III
Shop Girl
I just finished Shop Girl and I absolutely adored it. I was excited to see it turned into a movie as it was one of my favorite books. However, I was hesitant as they always seem to completely miss the point or even worse, change the point all together.
I was not disappointed at all. The casting was perfect, as you always pictured Steve as Ray anyways. I am sure being both the writer as well as one of the producers helped ensure the true mood of the book was adapted on to the big screen. The costumes were wonderful, the lighting, the cinematography. All of it
Lovely film.
I was not disappointed at all. The casting was perfect, as you always pictured Steve as Ray anyways. I am sure being both the writer as well as one of the producers helped ensure the true mood of the book was adapted on to the big screen. The costumes were wonderful, the lighting, the cinematography. All of it
Lovely film.
July 12, 2006
Birth order
Yesterday at the doctors office, I picked up a copy of T!me Magazine. The cover article was about birth order and how it affects one's personality. I couldn't read the article as thoroughly as I would have liked as it was a 2 hour appointment and I had 2 kids with me that I was trying to keep them occupied.
One of the points brought up was favoritism in families. Now, I know a lot of parents and with the exception of one, I know they all favor a child. They may say they don't, and they may think they don't, but being an outside observer of these families, it's always pretty clear who the favorite is. A few years ago I read a parenting book about sibling rivalry and what one can do to help ease the fighting in one's family. The book stated that most parents have a favorite, the key is, not letting them know who it is. At the time I belonged to a web group of women who all had children born around the same time as my son. I polled them and asked if they had a favorite. Out of 40 some women, only one replied that yes they had a favorite. In addition, the voting was anonymous, so no one was trying to skew their replies. But I do remember thinking, "that is complete and utter bullshit".
Here is a blurb from the article...
"MULTICHILD HOUSEHOLDS CAN BE NOTHING short of palace courts, with alliances, feuds, grudges and loyalties, all changing day to day. Perhaps the touchiest problem in most such families is favoritism.
Parents feel a lot of guilt over the often evident if rarely admitted preference they harbor for one child over another--the sensitive mom who goes gooey over her son the poet, the hard-knocks dad who adores his tough-as-nails daughter. If favorites exist, however, it may be not the parents' fault, but evolution's.
The family began as--and remains--a survival unit, with parents agreeing to care for the kids, the kids agreeing to carry on the genes and all of them doing what they can to make sure no one gets eaten by wolves. But the resources that make this possible are limited. "Economic means, types of jobs, even love and affection are in finite supply," says psychologist Mark Feinberg of Penn State. Parents, despite themselves, are programmed to notice the child who seems most worthy of the investment. While millenniums of socialization have helped us resist and even reverse this impulse, and we often pour much of a family's wealth and energy into the care of the disabled or difficult child, our primal programming still draws us to the pretty, gifted ones."
-Time July 10, 2006
I read somewhere that favoritism is unavoidable. Not because you actually "like" them more, but they are probably "easier" to parent, or their personality is more (or less) like yours. There truth is, there are people you get along with more than other people. Why would your children be different. This article suggests that is innate, which makes sense as well. Animals prefer the strongest, biggest of the litter, and leave the runt to die.
The article goes on to say that the kids know who the favorite is, even if YOU think they don't and that you think you are doing a good job of masking who your favorite is. The favorite is the one your other child/ren sends in to ask if they can go to the pool, or have ice cream for dinner. The one they has the highest chance of getting a yes from because guess what? They are the favorite.
There was also a lot of interesting information about only children, or what the PC new label, singletons. I was a singleton and so I have no real experience with the rivalry, or the favoritism, etc. However my mom does, and so does EVERY other person I have ever spoke to regarding their family life. Many knew who the favorite was, but they also know that they were still very loved, their needs were all met, and they are well adjusted people. Many still joke or tease the favorite and still call him momma's boy or daddy's little girl.
Sometimes when B sees our oldest really pummeling our youngest, he can become enraged. It brings up all of the torment that was inflicted upon him by his older brother. I have no personal experience with any of this since I am a singleton. But I find all of this research and information interesting, and a bit reassuring. How are all you parents handling this? How much of your own baggage are you bringing into your parenting?
One of the points brought up was favoritism in families. Now, I know a lot of parents and with the exception of one, I know they all favor a child. They may say they don't, and they may think they don't, but being an outside observer of these families, it's always pretty clear who the favorite is. A few years ago I read a parenting book about sibling rivalry and what one can do to help ease the fighting in one's family. The book stated that most parents have a favorite, the key is, not letting them know who it is. At the time I belonged to a web group of women who all had children born around the same time as my son. I polled them and asked if they had a favorite. Out of 40 some women, only one replied that yes they had a favorite. In addition, the voting was anonymous, so no one was trying to skew their replies. But I do remember thinking, "that is complete and utter bullshit".
Here is a blurb from the article...
"MULTICHILD HOUSEHOLDS CAN BE NOTHING short of palace courts, with alliances, feuds, grudges and loyalties, all changing day to day. Perhaps the touchiest problem in most such families is favoritism.
Parents feel a lot of guilt over the often evident if rarely admitted preference they harbor for one child over another--the sensitive mom who goes gooey over her son the poet, the hard-knocks dad who adores his tough-as-nails daughter. If favorites exist, however, it may be not the parents' fault, but evolution's.
The family began as--and remains--a survival unit, with parents agreeing to care for the kids, the kids agreeing to carry on the genes and all of them doing what they can to make sure no one gets eaten by wolves. But the resources that make this possible are limited. "Economic means, types of jobs, even love and affection are in finite supply," says psychologist Mark Feinberg of Penn State. Parents, despite themselves, are programmed to notice the child who seems most worthy of the investment. While millenniums of socialization have helped us resist and even reverse this impulse, and we often pour much of a family's wealth and energy into the care of the disabled or difficult child, our primal programming still draws us to the pretty, gifted ones."
-Time July 10, 2006
I read somewhere that favoritism is unavoidable. Not because you actually "like" them more, but they are probably "easier" to parent, or their personality is more (or less) like yours. There truth is, there are people you get along with more than other people. Why would your children be different. This article suggests that is innate, which makes sense as well. Animals prefer the strongest, biggest of the litter, and leave the runt to die.
The article goes on to say that the kids know who the favorite is, even if YOU think they don't and that you think you are doing a good job of masking who your favorite is. The favorite is the one your other child/ren sends in to ask if they can go to the pool, or have ice cream for dinner. The one they has the highest chance of getting a yes from because guess what? They are the favorite.
There was also a lot of interesting information about only children, or what the PC new label, singletons. I was a singleton and so I have no real experience with the rivalry, or the favoritism, etc. However my mom does, and so does EVERY other person I have ever spoke to regarding their family life. Many knew who the favorite was, but they also know that they were still very loved, their needs were all met, and they are well adjusted people. Many still joke or tease the favorite and still call him momma's boy or daddy's little girl.
Sometimes when B sees our oldest really pummeling our youngest, he can become enraged. It brings up all of the torment that was inflicted upon him by his older brother. I have no personal experience with any of this since I am a singleton. But I find all of this research and information interesting, and a bit reassuring. How are all you parents handling this? How much of your own baggage are you bringing into your parenting?
July 10, 2006
July 09, 2006
July 08, 2006
What am I going to do next week?
One of my BFF's kids are going AWAY to sleepover camp for a week. An entire freaking week. We are with them every single day. Every Day. Anytime we go anywhere, they want to know if B,M, and J are going too. Because we are together All The Time. We do our grocery shopping together because Who Knew? It's actually easier to take 5 children grocery shopping than it to take 2 to who just fight the entire time over who gets to push the cast, who gets to pick out the cereal, or who gets to help bag. When you shop with your BFF, as well as your children's BFF's, they ignore us and entertain themselves, leaving she and I to team shop, usually with the two youngest ones, who are our helpers. We can insist the other try XYZ brand of dishsoap because it really does get dishes cleaner! We remind each other to get fruit snacks as she ran out yesterday. And now, I will be left alone, in the deep dark abyss of summer parenting. My kids have something planned everyday next week, so hopefully they will keep busy and keep me from wanting to eat my young.
I am running a 5 K tomorrow bright and early. I just got back from picking up my number and shirt. When I was reeeeeally running, a 5K was a "Fun Run". Can't wait to see my time, or lack thereof.
W!llamette Week has their "Best of 2006" questions up at www.wweek.com. Make sure you vote for your favorite steak house. And I am not just saying that cause I am sleeping with the GM of one of them.....
One of my BFF's kids are going AWAY to sleepover camp for a week. An entire freaking week. We are with them every single day. Every Day. Anytime we go anywhere, they want to know if B,M, and J are going too. Because we are together All The Time. We do our grocery shopping together because Who Knew? It's actually easier to take 5 children grocery shopping than it to take 2 to who just fight the entire time over who gets to push the cast, who gets to pick out the cereal, or who gets to help bag. When you shop with your BFF, as well as your children's BFF's, they ignore us and entertain themselves, leaving she and I to team shop, usually with the two youngest ones, who are our helpers. We can insist the other try XYZ brand of dishsoap because it really does get dishes cleaner! We remind each other to get fruit snacks as she ran out yesterday. And now, I will be left alone, in the deep dark abyss of summer parenting. My kids have something planned everyday next week, so hopefully they will keep busy and keep me from wanting to eat my young.
I am running a 5 K tomorrow bright and early. I just got back from picking up my number and shirt. When I was reeeeeally running, a 5K was a "Fun Run". Can't wait to see my time, or lack thereof.
W!llamette Week has their "Best of 2006" questions up at www.wweek.com. Make sure you vote for your favorite steak house. And I am not just saying that cause I am sleeping with the GM of one of them.....
July 05, 2006
The 5th of July
Our 4th was spent up at our friends' home. It was their first big party since they have moved in and I am so glad they claimed the 4th of July. They live up near Logie Trail, way, way up at the top. It is breathtaking up their. They live on about a bajillion acres, and there were about a trillion kids of all ages running all over hell and back. They had a deliciously cold keg of Widmer Hefeweizen, complete with sliced lemon. I had three which is more beer than I think I have drank all year. We usually spend the 4th here at home as our neighborhood gets pretty crazy. So it was nice to leave the 'hood and then return to the chaos. I have to say, I was pretty impressed driving up our street. So, so many displays of fireworks.
We booked our trip to Vegas yesterday. B bought me Barry Manilow! tickets a few months ago and we have put off making all the arrangements. When we were there last November, I decided the Mirage was my favorite hotel, so that's where we'll be staying. 3 nights in Vegas. I hope my liver can keep up with my mouth. Last year I ended up on many a dance floor thinking I was looking quite hot. Mydrinking partner best friend isn't coming with this time so *hopefully* I will stay out of trouble.
Not much else going on around here. I thought that come summer, I'd be a crazy blogger. Turns out having kids' at home means actually having to pay attention to them, feed them, and generally not be on the computer as much as I can when they are gone all day. Add that to the fact that I am either at the pool or at the stables every day, and can you believe it, there is no wireless at either. I know, because I checked. Sad, huh?
Off to clean so I can enjoy our cooler weather.
We booked our trip to Vegas yesterday. B bought me Barry Manilow! tickets a few months ago and we have put off making all the arrangements. When we were there last November, I decided the Mirage was my favorite hotel, so that's where we'll be staying. 3 nights in Vegas. I hope my liver can keep up with my mouth. Last year I ended up on many a dance floor thinking I was looking quite hot. My
Not much else going on around here. I thought that come summer, I'd be a crazy blogger. Turns out having kids' at home means actually having to pay attention to them, feed them, and generally not be on the computer as much as I can when they are gone all day. Add that to the fact that I am either at the pool or at the stables every day, and can you believe it, there is no wireless at either. I know, because I checked. Sad, huh?
Off to clean so I can enjoy our cooler weather.














