tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17137759061533398052024-03-18T22:23:12.076-05:00Kittens and VolcanoesThese are relevant to my interests.Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.comBlogger332125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-10980588524029133552017-08-16T09:55:00.002-05:002017-08-16T09:55:46.620-05:00Ignorance: Not An Acceptable Excuse
I was and probably
still am an ignorant racist. I was born
into it simply because I am white and was raised in a small, rural,
predominantly white town. Race was not
discussed at home or in school. I truly
thought racism (and sexism, for that matter) was over. We had come out on the other side and
everyone was happy. My fights were for
the environment and Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-58462362366383119472017-02-28T07:01:00.000-06:002017-02-28T07:01:04.618-06:00Goal check inGoal Check in:
1. Brushing and flossing are going well. Lilly went to the dentists for the first time, so now I've got her in that 6 month cycle.
2. I have tried but still need to work on my exersice and getting into the tamarac. It's frustrating b/c the times that are best to go are the weekends and they have funny childcare hours then that do not work for us. I Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-71457535911507550312017-02-06T06:50:00.001-06:002017-02-06T06:52:21.061-06:00The Best BitsThings.
Two or three days ago, Lilly found a candy cane she had left in the bathroom two or three days before that. She opened it by breaking it #not my child, and yesterday I found the broken off piece in Damian's daytime rocker bed.
Today, they both woke up at 6:30. It's like they are telepathic and plan it. I'm not going to complain though, Damian truly slept through the Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-55916686524365592482017-02-02T07:21:00.001-06:002017-02-02T07:21:23.611-06:00Goals Recap: Where Am I Now?The point of writing goals, I'm thinking, is so that you can go back to them and remember them and in check in on them, and see where you are in the process of reaching them. I have been depressed lately and adding to it is the fact that I feel that nothing is getting done in my life/house. My goals are not even being met. I tried to write new ones and it was a failure. Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-48331717707887913082017-01-30T08:04:00.001-06:002017-01-30T08:04:36.338-06:00DissapointmentDah is here!
After three long days, Josh finally has a day off. He works 12 hr shifts, so they are looooong. I don't know how single parents do it. After a while, you just can't change another diaper or care to take pee pants off a toddler. I suppose if there is no one else, you find the strength and you become stronger than I. Also, they probably have to workDbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-39311985690904524962017-01-29T08:28:00.000-06:002017-01-29T08:28:12.631-06:00Today is a little lacking.My son is being entertained by a stuffed Totoro. I'm so happy.
I have a third baby for the next three weeks. He's larger than Damian and smaller than Lilly, has the personality of a grumpy old man and is covered in a ridiculous amount of orange and white fur. It's ACKBAR! I know he prefers the woods and the outdoors, but he misses us and he enjoys his yearly winter visit to theDbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-87753120625640416322017-01-26T08:24:00.003-06:002017-01-26T08:24:58.599-06:00I Made A Mistake.I am embarrassed. On my last post I put said "Huevos Con Chorizo is Mexican for...." That was a mistake. It is Spanish for eggs and chorizo. I am upset with myself. I didn't even know I wrote it like that until the middle of the night I woke up and realized what I did.
My intent was not to be funny, sarcastic or culturally insensitive.
But life has taught me, Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-52089415583751873912017-01-24T07:38:00.005-06:002017-01-25T09:59:13.869-06:00Breakfast For Dinner El Popular StyleFollowing, you are small. Smaller than in the past, but still my Following, willing to do what I say and be under my influence. Hhhmm...I used to be better at talking about how through you I would rule the world. Growing up ruined my sarcasm I think...and my desire to rule the world.
Sometimes I despise Trump for being so exhausting. Alternative facts, my ass.
I don't Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-69205127509055312812017-01-23T07:37:00.000-06:002017-01-23T07:37:59.246-06:00Goals and To-Do'sIt's a good thing I made waking up early a goal. It's making it easier to accept that I know longer have a choice. If one isn't wanting to nurse, the other one is getting up. All morning, every 30 min or so from 5am. Our monitor never worked well, and I think stopped working, so I can't nap on the couch and listen for Damian in the other room either. I need to be Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-42589011359016005462017-01-22T10:13:00.004-06:002017-01-22T10:13:57.641-06:00Woman's March LansingYesterday was the Woman's March and I went with my family. Well, we went to the one in Lansing, not Washington DC. It was a very different experience. I didn't know what to expect at all. There were tons of people there and as we were driving in, we saw groups of people wearing pink pussy hats walking towards the capitol. There were so many more people and hats than Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-49624274692489189072017-01-21T07:14:00.001-06:002017-01-21T07:14:25.364-06:00Well, I TriedThis morning I don't have much to say I guess. Josh is home. I'm eating my donut. He found out my secret. I buy 5 donuts. One for him, one for Lilly, and 3 for me. Okay, sometimes 2 for me and 2 for him. When you buy the groceries you can get as many donuts as you want.
Today we are going to Lansing to march in the Woman's March for people who can't makeDbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-23025697806699920032017-01-19T06:48:00.000-06:002017-01-19T06:48:08.422-06:00Knit TodayToday I'm going to knit at least 5 inches of stockinnette. It should be easy, you'd think. Yesterday I got about 4 inches, and three of them were in about 40 min. So, I need two hours of knitting. I don't know if i can get that. I'm going to have to distract Lilly somehow.
I'm cutting down on screen time b/c that's a goal. Yesterday we had MOPs in the morning Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-82361044965883271352017-01-18T06:27:00.002-06:002017-01-18T06:27:37.156-06:00just thoughtsI don't have much to write about right now. It's early. Lilly had a fever again yesterday. We decided to give her antibiotics. I don't want to use them, but I also don't want to be one of those crazy parents that bad things happen to their kids b/c they don't believe in modern medicine. It's been three weeks, I gave it my best shot, but it's time now for meds.
Now, Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-17066480965936110332017-01-17T06:33:00.002-06:002017-01-17T06:33:57.878-06:00My Freedoms!"Change does not roll on the wheels of inevitability, but comes
through continuous struggle. And so we must straighten our backs and
work for our freedom. A man can't ride you unless your back is bent."
Question: How are you working for freedom?
What a good question. One you should ask yourself everyday as an American. If we are the land of the free, we must Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-31335590229409736182017-01-16T08:12:00.001-06:002017-01-16T08:12:59.469-06:00Title Goes HereSaturday I forgot I was going to march for peace and decided that Lilly and I were going to do art at the artsplace.
I spent over an hour getting everyone ready and when we got there 20 min late, we were too late to start on the project and do the art. I knew this. I knew this when we were leaving hte house. I knew this before we started getting ready. I knew this when weDbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-56528719584036028652017-01-14T08:31:00.001-06:002017-01-14T08:31:17.814-06:00Love Me My Coffee or A Reconning of My GoalsCoffee time.
I had written that a goal I had was to establish a routine. I'm starting small. I'm getting up and drinking my coffee and writing. It's hard in that I can't do it by time, but on the fly as I go. I can't say what time Lilly will wake up. Will she wake up at 6? At 7? At 8? And that determines the start of the daily routine. Now, I have a Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-18919039384364456392017-01-13T18:57:00.000-06:002017-01-13T18:57:24.349-06:00Didn't FinishThis house is chilly.
What is there to say today?
I have been reading Elizabeth Zimmermann, Knitting Around. She is my favorite knitting writer, and I don't think the Yarn Harlot will mind me saying that. Zimmermann is the Julia Child of knitting. She used to do a knit along on PBS, and wrote books on learning to knit. Her books are my favorite type of knitting books.&Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-2194454407869564112017-01-12T08:12:00.002-06:002017-01-12T08:12:31.853-06:00Short short shortI'm getting old. My blog tells me which sites view my blog. And I know they are porn or something as ridiculous. But, despite this, I picked one link and click on it, and it was porn. I picked Sissysomething.com, and I didn't think that was porn? Sigh.
Things that went wrong yesterday:
1. The front step was all ice and I couldn't get down on my own without dying.
2.Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-91813371853750146392017-01-11T09:46:00.000-06:002017-01-11T09:46:08.778-06:00Watch Out for the End ThereWell.
Fuck Winter.
Because of winter there are winter coats. Winter coats have always been and will always be my nemesis. They have presented me with yet another challenge. Small children are not allowed to wear puffy winter coats, or winter coats at all, in their car seats. They prevent the straps from being pulled tight enough, and then when an accident happens, they Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-5323385901599674402017-01-10T08:30:00.000-06:002017-01-10T08:30:08.945-06:00In the Morning, Yesterday. Didn't get Around to Posting this until the next day. Good title.I am drinking my coffee. I showered. In 30 min I have to get up and get Lilly ready for the day. Then Damian. Then I have to get to the doctor's office on time. It will be my first time taking both children to a tedious and boring place at the same time, alone. It's Damian's turn to get his shots. But this means in a few weeks I can drop him off at the Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-52335507176289294922017-01-08T09:02:00.001-06:002017-01-08T09:02:48.475-06:00Gotta Have Money To Make MoneyToday I placed an order in at Jet.com. They are like an online costco, only you don't need a membership. I like them more than Amazon Pantry b/c I got free shipping at $35 and I didn't have to do a minimum sized order. Pantry has you "fill a box" before you can complete the order, causing me to buy more than I would intend. I usually only do a pantry order when I need Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-90330696429659646392017-01-07T12:37:00.001-06:002017-01-07T12:37:23.313-06:00Today Is TodayToday I did my least favorite thing. I renewed my application for Food Assistance and Health Care from Michigan. It's the worst thing in the entire world. The website is confusing, poorly made, NOT user friendly, and slow as hell. AND I don't even want Food Assistance!! We applied when we first moved here and didn't have jobs, but now, I dont' want it. But I don't know howDbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-45951790112406208292017-01-06T10:21:00.003-06:002017-01-06T10:21:58.583-06:00When You Feel UncomfortableI am inspired in this post by this article, Some Truth About Anger, Boundary Setting, and Declarations of Freedom, by Elan Morgan.
Here are some good quotes from it:
“Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean.”
— Maya Angelou
Anger is not a blunt instrument. Anger is a tool that can be refined and directed with accuracy.
Anger
Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-12843268908818566512017-01-05T11:10:00.003-06:002017-01-05T11:16:01.451-06:00The Bottom of this Glass is Filled with TruthUgh. It's still the Best Of Freebeer and Hotwings. When do they come back!?!
Both my mom and sister asked me if I still blog even though I'm off facebook. Well, I don't and I do want too. Why did I stop? Well, in part, my world got a lot smaller when I moved. Every stranger I run into here is potentially someone's family member and I will see them again. Or, Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713775906153339805.post-69684809925980512952016-12-03T07:17:00.000-06:002016-12-03T07:17:16.315-06:00Knitting and Sausage GravyI am feeling the need to write again. I have lots of thoughts that I want to express on Facebook, but I don't want to actually go back to Facebook. If I do, I'll have a lot of thoughts I don't want.
I finished knitting Lilly's dress. I need to sew on buttons and I want to put a liner of fabric under the yoke, so it won't stretch as much. Her leggings and long sleeve Dbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15640085702725175522noreply@blogger.com0