Monday, March 17, 2014

12 Things About You at Age Twelve

I know I say it every year, but 12?  How did that happen?


  1. You started taking archery lessons and you really really really like it.  The instructor really makes it fun by attaching things to the targets - dollar bills, balloons, turkeys at Thanksgiving, and everyone's favorite, apples. 
  2. It cracks me up that you walk around with a sword down the back of your shirt.  And there is another one by your bed.  Because as everyone knows, ork attacks, ninja surprises, and dragon raids could happen at any moment.
  3. When you get sick, even if it is a relatively minor illness, it hits you hard and it takes a long time for you to recover.  You do not like taking medicine.  You have to be cajoled and have a glass of water to hand and I keep having to tell you to take all of it.  I hate it when you're sick.
  4. You like to watch cooking shows and you're interested in how ingredients go together and want to make up your own recipes.  You thought Home & Careers would be boring this year but you are having a lot of fun in that class cooking and learning to use the sewing machine.  You made a fabulous pillow.
  5. You've got a knack for languages.  You wish school offered Norwegian, but had to settle for Spanish, which you are picking up fast.  We also have a calendar with a phrase in Latin for each day, which I put in your lunch box.
  6. You spend a lot of time on the computer.  Minecraft and other games, yes.  But you watch YouTube videos on how to construct things and music videos and movies too.
  7. You are interested in blacksmithing and wood carving and sword kata don't understand at all why all the lessons we have been able to find (if we can find them) state that you must be 14 or 18.  You feel you are totally capable of it and think all this liability/insurance/maturity argument is hooey.
  8. You came home one day and said you tried out for All County Chorus.  4000 kids try out!  You won a spot representing your school and will perform at the symphony hall in March.  We're all pretty excited and proud of you!  You are not even complaining (much) about getting up early for extra rehearsals.
  9. You are campaigning for a hedgehog.  They are only $200.  They are so cute!  You can teach them to do tricks!  And they are so cute! They are not expensive to take care of!  And they are so cute! They eat cat food!  And they are so cute!
  10. You are interested in architecture too.  You draw a lot of buildings and think about how they should be designed to be energy efficient.  You came up with a circular garage which is brilliant and I think we need to build right now.
  11. You have discovered Pinterest and are pinning and sending me pictures of dragons, gardens, cakes and things you'd like for your room.
  12. You have a renewed interest in your Magic cards.


  1. You have been trying a lot of new foods lately.  Tacos, gummy lifesavers, cookies, asparagus, green beans... You don't like all of them, but at least you are willing to give it a try.
  2. You still love hats!  Your current favorite is a top hat with a plaid ribbon and some felt holly that N gave you for Christmas.
  3. Continuing in the opposite-of-your-brother vein, you almost never get sick.  But when you tell me something hurts, like an ear, then I know it really hurts.  You've probably had antibiotics 3 or 4 times in your life, and that's including your heart surgery.  You're usually back to your old self in 24 hours, 48 at the most.  You used the iPad to tell the doctor "I'm grumpy! My ear hurts!  Give me medicine!"  You don't complain about taking medicine, you just do it.
  4. Since bunnies came to live in our yard last summer, you are all about the bunnies.  You look for their tracks in the snow, you want to leave carrots in the yard and you are always pretending to be a bunny and hopping around.
  5. You are doing a really great job brushing your teeth and getting dressed by yourself.  I might have to adjust your socks a bit and occasionally something is backwards, but in the mornings you get ready for school on your own and in the evenings you get ready for bed on your own.
  6. You like to take pictures.  Lots of pictures.  Last time I synced the iPad it had 20,000 pictures on it.  (yes, you read that right).  You use your camera, my camera, the iPad, your brother's iPod, my phone, if it takes pictures you are using it.  Mostly they are pictures of your friends on the tv - the Wiggles, Dorothy and everyone in Oz, Snoopy, etc.  But you also take these still lifes - the shelves in the refrigerator, the bathroom counter, the coffee cups on the table, the clothes in the hamper, the contents of your backpack, the insides of a drawer.  And sometimes I find one of your brother (see above) or Daddy or me that I didn't even know you took.  I love these little insights into what is important to you and unusual snapshots of our daily life.
  7. You are very happy when K comes back to Buffalo to visit and you grudgingly accept that baby she keeps bringing with her. You are equally happy that J is back in town and comes to spend time with you.  You were a little bit mean to him at first until you realized he was staying.
  8. This winter you have actually wanted to go out to play in the snow!  You put on snowpants and boots and gloves and a winter hat and a scarf and you actually yelled at the other kids to hurry up and come on!  
  9. It takes you an hour to eat a bowl of soup because you don't really scoop enough onto your spoon.  But if you're happy to sit there for that long, who am I to argue?  You even used chopsticks to eat the noodles after watching your brother do it.  You got some too!
  10. Swimming is still your best thing!  Coach Snoopy is really proud of your progress!  You are participating in your first swim meet in March.
  11. You love the iPad and the fact that you can carry it around with you.  You can swipe with the best of them and watching Netflix from any room in the house is the coolest thing ever.
  12. I love that when you are eating spaghetti or something you really like, you close your eyes and smile beatifically.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

How to Navigate the First Circle of Hell

Also known as Middle School Pickup

  • Dismissal is at 3:35, but do not make the mistake of thinking you can pull up to the school at 3:35.  No, no, no, no, no, my newbie friend.  Therein lies folly and the interminable waiting through 6 cycles of traffic light just to be allowed into the school driveway.
  • An acceptable time to arrive is between 3:05 and 3:15.  And even then the Prime Parking Spots will be gone.
  • The two Primest of the Prime Parking Spots are the two adjacent to the exit doors, one at each side.  Parking in either of these spots will allow your child to enter your car immediately and allow you a quick and secure getaway.  Securing these spots most likely involves bribery.  At the very least you probably have to arrive at drop-off in the a.m. armed with a cooler of food, a gas can, lots of reading material, car charges for multiple electronic devices and an empty bottle to pee in.
  • Always, and this cannot be emphasized enough, always always back into the parking space so you can face the exit doors.  This will allow you to see your child as they emerge and gun your car into action.  If you are not a good backer-upper, then you must practice up and down your driveway until you become proficient.
  • The next level of Prime Parking Spots is the outer perimeter.  If you are on the far side, you can still see your child emerge and pull into the traffic loop with Relative Ease.  Relative Ease in this case is playing hardball chicken with the cars already in the traffic loop, while simultaneously making Severe Hand Motions to your child to STAY WHERE YOU ARE UNTIL I PULL UP.  NO, SERIOUSLY.  I MEAN IT.  STAY WHERE YOU ARE.  AND ZIP UP THAT COAT MISTER, YOU WERE HOME SICK FOR FOUR DAYS LAST WEEK.
  • If you must be in the Inner Perimeter of Parking Spot, try at all costs to be in the Front Row.  You will have to play hardball chicken 3 times.  Twice on foot when you leave your car to gather your child up and again as you cross the traffic lane to escort them back safely into your car.  Do not rely on the staff there to help you negotiate this.  They have been at this for many years and they want to live another day.  Make Eye Contact.  People have a harder time running you over if they have looked you in the eye and you are clinging to a child.  But it is a fine line.  Dawdle and All Bets are Off.  You will have to play hardball chicken again when you attempt to pull out into the traffic loop, but you are facing the right way and you have a large amount of steel and airbags to protect you.
  • If you are in the Second Row of the Inner Perimeter, you will have to do all of the above, except you will be trapped when you get back into your vehicle.  Do not attempt to back out of the space.  That way also lies folly, my friend.  No one will leave you room to back out.  They have to Get Their Kid.  You will have to wait until the person in front of you, or possibly the persons adjacent to them, if you have a small car and can maneuver on two wheels, to pull out first so you can take their place in the Front Row.
  • Slightly preferable (or not) to the Second Row of the Inner Perimeter is the endless circling around the traffic loop until your child appears (where are they, dammit!?).  You do not have to leave your car but you have to play hardball chicken every time you attempt to enter the far side of the loop again because you have Failed in Your Mission to Get Your Kid and all the other drivers pity you and call you a Loser from the safety of their cars.
  • At all times beware of the Rogues who ignore the line of traffic and make their own lane because they are Picking Up Their Kid and/or They Have Their Kid and Now They Have Somewhere To Be.
  • Trying to be kind and let someone in to the traffic loop is the right thing to do, but will generally earn you at least one WTF?! hand motion or a flashing of headlights or a not-so-subtle horn beep from one or more cars behind you.  Sometimes all three.  Because They Have to Get Their Kid and They Have Somewhere To Be.
  • You, yourself, will make at least one WTF?! hand motion during this whole process.  Personally I let at least one car in and sometimes even school bus full of children with sane parents pull out into the main road from the other driveway.  Because I am a Bitch That Way.
  • Do not attempt to park in the front lot and walk to the back door to pick up your child.  Bad idea, my friend.  You will have to navigate large areas of the parking lot Unprotected. Twice. Rogues get extra points for hitting you.
  • If you are fortunate, you only have to navigate this hell once a week.  If you have to do it twice, you have no doubt fortifed yourself with chocolate and caffeine. If you find yourself doing this daily, then there is nothing I can do for you but keep you in my prayers.  Perhaps you need to rethink your child's activity schedule.  Soldier on, Brave One.

Saturday, January 4, 2014

Book Post 2013

The book count for this year was 60.  I started more than that, but have come to the realization that if a book doesn't grab me in the first 100 pages, it probably isn't going to and I've learned to let it go and move on to something else that I will enjoy.  These are the books I really loved in 2013.
  • Secret Santa by Anne Osborn Poelman.  I have a collection of Christmas books that I drag out every year and revisit.  Short little stories that inspire and exemplify the spirit of the season.  This is one of my favorites. It's 1933 and Tom von Sloten is 16 years old.  His family of 7, like many others, is struggling to survive through the Depression.  Tom works two jobs to help support the family and save a little bit for college.  He comes on the idea of being Santa this year and overcomes his parents' objections.  Will his savings be enough?  What presents will be worthy enough?  A tragedy strikes that throw his Christmas plans and possibly his future into disarray.  But the kindness of his fellow man save the day.  I love this story because it shows the true spirit of Christmas and that one perfect gift can be better than a whole pile of them.  It showcases a time when families had it hard but everyone had to pull together and look out for each other.  I should actually read this again before I start my Christmas shopping...
  • The Light Between Oceans by M. L. Stedman.  This book is hauntingly beautiful and heartbreaking as well.  Tom Sherbourne has survived WWI and returns to his native Australia to work as a lighthouse keeper on an isolated island half a day's journey from the coast.  On his rare shore leave he meets Isabel, a woman who gives him reason to hope for happiness again.  Years later, a boat is washed up on their remote island, carrying a dead man and a live baby.  Tom, honest to a fault and meticulous with his record keeping, wants to report it right away.  But Isabel, grieving over the recent stillbirth of their son as well as several previous miscarriages, has put the baby to her breast.  Against Tom's better judgement, they keep the baby and name her Lucy.  And on their next shore leave two years later, they discover who Lucy really is and the family that has always wondered what happened to her and grieved for her.  What will they do?  Can things ever be made right? The language is lyrical yet sparing.  In just a few words Stedman gives you the measure of Tom and Isabel and you get them immediately.  This is one of my favorite passages: "It occurs to him that there are different versions of himself to farewell -- the abandoned eight-year-old; the delusional soldier who hovered somewhere in hell; the lightkeeper who dared to leave his heart undefended.  Like Russian dolls, these lives sit within him." This is M. L. Stedman's debut novel and I'll definitely be looking for the next one.
  • The Last Runaway by Tracy Chevalier.  I have loved this author since I read her first book, Girl With a Pearl Earring.  This latest book follows Honor Bright, a Quaker woman who emigrates to Ohio from her native England.  Quilts figure prominently in the book, both as a reflection of society & women's work at the time as well as an insight into Honor's interior life.  A family tragedy finds her in a very different place than she imagined when she left home, relying on strangers and struggling to find her way in a new and alien world.  While Quakers are philosophically opposed to slavery, she has never seen a Negro, much less talked to one.  Her new home seems to be full of contradictions.  A new friend seems to be a conductor on the Underground Railway (though for safety such things are never acknowledged) but her brother is a slave hunter.  Runaway slaves often lose their way near her husband's farm.  Will she follow her conscience or obey her new family's edict that she stop aiding the runaways?  
  • Illuminations a novel of Hildegard von Bingen by Mary Sharratt.  I first heard the music composed by St. Hildegard von Bingen 25 years ago and it brought me to tears.  I wanted to know more about the woman who composed these songs of religious praise and light in the 12th century.  Who was she?  How did a woman in that time period not only compose music, write books about her heavenly visions and preach sermons and yet manage to escape condemnation as a heretic?  Hildegard was a cloistered Benedictine nun, later an Abbess of her own religious order.  She had visions since childhood which formed the basis of her first book Scivias (a second book was on medicinal plants and the healing arts of the time period).  The monk Guibert of Gembloux Abby was sent to write her biography, Vita Sanctae Hildegardis, while she was in her 80's, presumably to get everything scribed correctly before she died.  While I have read a few biographies of Hildegard, this novel brought some new facts to life.  At the age of eight, Hildegard was given to the Abbey of Disibodenberg as an anchorite, a companion to Jutta of Sponheim, a noblewoman who wished to live the life of an ascetic.  Anchorites were literally living corpses, bricked into the church walls and allowed to view the mass through a screen and receiving food and other necessities through a hatch.  Jutta and Hildegard (and later two more anchorites) lived in  two extremely narrow rooms and a narrow courtyard that received only a few hours of sunlight a day for over 30 years until Jutta's death.  Imagining that life is painful and incomprehensible to our modern sensibilities.  And yet from that life, emerged some of the most beautiful religious text and art of all time.  Hildegard is a continuing inspiration and I continue to enjoy learning more about her life.
  • The Ruins of Lace by Iris Anthony.  I love lace and have collected a bit and have even tried to make it.  This story of France's obsession with Flemish lace in the 1600s, made me look at it differently.  Because Flemish lace was forbidden in France at the time (in an effort to beef up their own lace industry), demand naturally went up.  This book tells the story of lace from many perspectives: the smuggler, the lacemaker who must hide her failing eyesight or be thrown out on the street to face prostitution or death, and the noblewoman who cannot repay a debt.  I really enjoyed this book and because of it I have looked at lace differently.  Though I still want it :-D
  • Mrs. Queen Takes the Train by William Kuhn.  If you know me, you know I am a royal watcher.  So I always enjoy books about QEII or books about her imagined life.  In this one, HM is feeling a little blue and so goes on an adventure by herself to visit HMS Britannia, now decommissioned and in drydock in Edinburgh.  The resulting panic as the courtiers try to find her before anyone knows she's missing and the hilarious cases of mistaken identity (the cleaner come to do the washing up - Britannia is now rented out for posh parties or a homeless woman needing a ride) made for a great fun read.
  • A Week in Winter by Maeve Binchy.  Binchy is one of a handful of writers that I will immediately and unreservedly read their latest novel.  In this one, Chicky Starr returns from her prosperous (or so her family believes) life in America to her hometown of Stoneybridge and turns a decaying mansion into a restful B&B.  Needless to say, everyone thinks she is nuts.  Why would anyone want to vacation here?  She is helped along by a ragtag band that starts out with not a lot in common and ends up as family.  One of the reasons I love Binchy's books is that her voice is so authentically Irish, and if you have been there, you will immediately know what I mean.  Her characters are so fully fleshed out, you feel you know them well and have had tea with them (and often wish you could!).  She weaves seemingly unrelated stories and disparate people into a lovely whole.
  • An Irish Country Wedding by Patrick Taylor. Taylor is another Irish writer whose voice is singularly Irish, though quite different from Binchy's (Taylor is from Northern Ireland and his novels are set around Belfast).  This book continues the saga of apprentice doctor Barry Laverty and his gruff boss Dr. Fingal O'Reilly.  In this installment, Fingal is marrying his long-lost love Kitty O'Halleran and the eccentric residents of Ballybucklebo turn out in full force to wish them well.  Great fun!
  • The Shoemaker's Wife by Adriana Trigiani.  Trigiani has said this book is a homage to her immigrant grandparents and it reads so true that it must be based on their lives or those very like theirs.  Enza and Ciro live in neighboring villages in the Italian Alps, but only meet briefly before Ciro is forced to emigrate to America.  Enza's family faces their own tragedy and she too emigrates.  They meet again by accident but World War I intervenes.  While Ciro is at war, Enza begins a career as a seamstress for the Metropolitan Opera House.  Will they be reunited or will other loves take precedence?  I cried my way through this book and believe me, that is high praise.  
  • The Dark is Rising Sequence by Susan Cooper.  A friend lent us this series thinking my son would enjoy it.  Guess who got sucked in and guess who never turned a page?  Will Stanton discovers that he is immortal on his 11th birthday.  He is the last of the Old Ones and must go on a quest to collect six signs of The Light in order to help the other immortals push back the Dark, which is once again making a bid to take over the world and turn mankind to its will.  In the other books he is helped in his quest by the three Drew children, their great-uncle Lyon Merriman (himself an Old One), and a Welsh boy named Bran.  This series weaves together Arthurian legends, myths and other stories we all know in a fresh way.  Personally, I couldn't help but also find some parallels to Highlander and Harry Potter.  I really enjoyed this series of 5 books and I think a lot of kids would like it too.  I'm still hoping to convince my son to read them.
  • Wedding Night by Sophie Kinsella.  Sophie Kinsella is an author who can always be counted on for a fun, lively read.  In this one, heroine Lottie is tired of waiting for her boyfriend to propose.  When old flame Ben reappears and reminds her of their pact to marry each other if they find themselves still single at age 30, she goes for it.  They'll have a quick wedding and then honeymoon on the Greek island where they met.  But friends and family don't love the idea and try to intervene.  Will the wedding happen or not?  
  • The Guardians Series by William Joyce.  Last year's movie "Rise of the Guardians" caused us to seek out this book series that gives the backstories of childhood  icons the Man in the Moon, the Sandman, Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, Mother Goose, Jack Frost and the Bogeyman.  I have true admiration for authors who can take well-known stories and figures and turn them on their heads and somehow make them seem new again.  Joyce's whimsical artwork is a beautiful complement to the stories as well.
  • A Little House Christmas Treasury by Laura Ingalls Wilder.  Coming full circle back to Christmas, this collection of Christmas vignettes from multiple "Little House" books takes me right back to childhood. The Little House books were the first series I ever read (the B is for Betsy books were the second).  Wilder had such a gift for portraying childhood in that time and place and making it real to her readers.  You feel Laura & Mary's excitement  over a tin cup and a cake made with white sugar and it makes you long for a simpler time and a family-centered holiday.  

Sunday, September 15, 2013

I'm Celebrating My Birthday a Little Differently This Year

Inspired by Robin over at The Birthday Project I decided to celebrate being on this earth for half a century (how can something sound awful and good all at the same time!?) by doing One Random Act of Kindness for every year of my life.  Ok, so maybe they're not all totally random since some necessitated advance planning, but I also kept my eyes open to moments of serendipity.  I also didn't do all of them on my actual birthday, but spread them out through almost two weeks.   I also enlisted the help of D and the boys.  Here's what I did:
  1. Let cars into traffic.
  2. Let people cross the parking lot/road.  
  3. Held the door open for several people (these first three feel like cheating, I do those every day)
  4. Gave a gift card to a family shopping for school supplies at Walmart
  5. Contributed to the impromptu dinner we all brought over to Grandma's and
  6. Carried her laundry upstairs for her
  7. Put out muffins, donuts & bagels out at the bus stop for the neighbors to enjoy while we waited for the school buses on the first day of school.
  8. Hey, the bus drivers have probably been up since 5 a.m. and it's their first day too.  They could probably use a muffin or a bagel right about now.
  9. Decided to invite the neighbors from the bus stop down the street to have some breakfast too! 
  10. The three-year old 2 doors down really liked the blueberry muffins so we sent him home with what was left.  (wow, see how that happens, one kind thing multiplies practically on its own!)
  11. Left some quarters in the laundromat for people to find.
  12. Paid for the car behind me at Tim Horton's.
  13. Treated P's class to ice cream (my original plan was to bring the teacher & aides lunch but they requested this instead so everyone could join in and it was fun to meet P's new classmates).
  14. Put a surprise donut in M's lunch.
  15. Took flowers to the assisted living facility down the street and asked the receptionist to give them to a resident who didn't have any family nearby. ("You want to what?  Why?"  The receptionist was shocked and called everyone out of the office to gawk at me.  LOL  "But who should we say they are from?"  Just from someone who loves them)
  16. My neighbor hurt her back so I called her from the grocery store to see if she needed anything.
  17. While I was there I decided to cook dinner for her family so she wouldn't have to be on her feet any longer than necessary.
  18. Paid for a different car behind us at Tim Horton's.  (Honestly we are there so much I could probably very easily do this 50 times.  LOL)
  19. The town is mandating that all the broken sidewalk on our street has to be fixed.  After talking to the contractor we decided to replace the whole sidewalk in front of our house rather than just the 4 blocks that are damaged.  Technically the one at the end is on the neighbor's property but we're replacing that one too.  (This is kind of an unofficial rule in the neighborhood.  Our neighbor on the other side replaced "our" block when he redid his sidewalk.  But there are probably an equal number of people who don't do it)
  20. Delivered a box of chocolates to the NICU at the local hospital.  This one was really important to me since there was no NICU when I was born and the hospital I was born in closed long ago. I remember going to visit the nurses there when I was 4 or 5 but I didn't really appreciate why we were there.  I would give each and every one of them a big hug today if I could find them.  (The unit secretary looked at the boys and asked "Which one of you was here?" Not them. Me. Well, not me.  None of us actually.  She looked puzzled at first, but seemed appreciative once I told her the story)
  21. Sent a card to a friend who is battling cancer.  (I wish we lived closer so I could help more.)
  22. Got my neighbor's kids off the school bus and watched them while she was at the doctor.
  23. Put money in the collection jar for the local food bank.
  24. Donated a big box of books and DVDs to the local library.
  25. Left $5 with the circulation desk librarian and asked that they use it to pay the fines the next person who owed them.  ("These aren't your overdue fees?  Who are they for?  You don't know?  Some person you don't know?  Wait a minute...")
  26. Wrote a note to a co-worker telling her how much I admire her (she sent me a very sweet text thanking me).
  27. I work for a non-profit that is heavily dependent on volunteers.  Tonight is new volunteer orientation so I left some treats for them while they fill out paperwork.
  28. Due to a Phineas & Ferb episode, M. has been wanting to try a croissant.  Saw some at the store today so got him a chocolate one.  He pronounced it very good.
  29. Got D. the expensive chocolate bars, the ones he doesn't buy for himself.
  30. Did not freak out when neighbor kid put her foot in the new concrete.  (I think that counts don't you?)  No damage, it had dried juuuuuust enough.
  31. Donated some books on Down syndrome to the local Parent Network library.
  32. Made a donation to the United Way.
  33. Made pasta salad for P and let him take it to school for lunch.
  34. Found  out it was National Chocolate Milkshake Day, so threw the kids in the car to get some.  ("Mom, are there more National Days like this?  How do we find out what they are? LOL)
  35. Gave up a chair for someone who needed it.
  36. Let a large family go ahead of us in line to visit the tall ships.
  37. Made a donation to a charitable organization with a booth at the Canal.
  38. Tipped generously when we got lunch at the food trucks.
  39. Went to four Tim Horton's until we found one that had mac & cheese, which P really wanted.
  40. Gave our phone numbers to a family member of a friend who's travelling through our area, in case they have a breakdown or get lost or need advice on where to stay, etc.
  41. Put some quarters in the candy machines at the mall.
  42. Paid for the car behind us in the toll lane, even though we have EZ Pass.
  43. Returned grocery carts in the parking lot.
  44. "Rounded up" our bill at the grocery store to donate to the Food Bank.
  45. Instead of the usual love notes I put in their lunch boxes, I drew cartoons and made up riddles (not very good ones, but hey, it was early in the morning!)
  46. Let homework go until Sunday night (definitely not the usual routine!)
  47. Got a whole pile of ironing done in anticipation of upcoming business trips, rather than do it last minute like usual.
  48. Had a family movie night on a weeknight instead of a weekend.
  49. Brought in the garbage cans and
  50. Unloaded the dishwasher (two of the boys' chores).
In reflection, I think this was a really good thing and I'm going to continue doing intentional random acts of kindness, not just on my birthday, but all the time.  I was in an exceptionally good mood the whole time I was doing this.  I also noticed that I was able to let go of a lot of little things that I would normally let irritate me.  The boys and D. definitely benefitted as well, not just as beneficiaries of a lot of the kindnesses, but I noticed them going out of their way to do nice things as well, like bringing gatorade to the guys who poured our sidewalk and helping a friend at the bus stop.  I want to give the kids an awareness that there are little things they can do to make the world a better place and that they should just do them as they see a need or as they think of it.  I hope that message sank in and I'll keep leading my example.

I also noticed that almost half of these have to do with food.  Hmmmm.... might have to work on that a little bit...

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Observations from an Airport

In my single days I seemed to be in an airport every weekend.  While that is a rare occurrence these days, in the past year I've found myself on planes and trains.  Some of it was fun, some of it was insanely stressful.  But I was reminded that one of the best things about travel is people watching.  You can sit back and speculate on all the people sitting in your gate area and wonder why they are going where you're going.  What are they doing on their laptops?  Who are they talking to?  Why are they reading *that* book?  You can speculate on all the people going by.  Where are they rushing - or not rushing - off to?  Is it for fun or business?  Are they happy to be going or not?  And what (maybe I don't want to know!) are they speculating about me?  Here are some observations:

  • Everyone knows the TSA regulations by now and that there is increased security.  So I must ask why would you wear the complicated shoes and 1000 bangles and the pants with 20 pockets (all with something  in them) when you know you have to take it all off and put it back on and still make your plane on time?  I'm not even saying that because I'm behind you - I'm one of those people that is late to everything in every day life but I'm 2 hours early for a plane.  But really,  save yourself the trouble and look cute when you get there.
  • I hope the nervous-looking young girl in African national dress walking down the concourse was being met by the equally nervous-looking young man in African national dress holding the hugest bunch of roses I have ever seen.  I kind of wish I had stayed around to find out, but my first inclination was that probably one less person gawking at them as they greeted each other was a good thing.  I hope they are living happily ever after!
  • I laughed out loud watching a wee girl ride on her wheeled yellow suitcase that looked like a duck.  How fun!  And smart Mom & Dad to make it fun and get where they need to be on time.
  • To the flight attendant who sang the safety regulations, you sir are brilliant.  You're enjoying your job and putting smiles on our faces.  And you got everyone to pay attention!
  • Ditto to the flight attendant who cracked jokes through the whole flight, including telling us to "waaaaaaaiit" when the plane pulled up at the gate.
  • I don't know who Marcia is or where she was coming from or how long she'd been gone, but she had quite the welcoming committee!  30+ people with balloons, signs, confetti and a trumpet.  You are one lucky lady, Marcia, and your fans seem pretty lucky too!
  • Thank you to the kind security agents who were gracious about some jam we had in our carry-ons that were over the liquid/gel limit.  They could have just said sorry and chucked it, but seeing my son's disappointment, they directed us to go back downstairs and see if the check-in agents had a box so we could check it through.  We couldn't and had to bin it anyway, but they were very anxious to hear the result when we got back through the line and directed us to the duty free inside where we could get more.  These people see thousands and thousands of passengers each day and for them to take the extra moments was very much appreciated.
  • And lastly, there was only one time I have been on a completely silent airplane.  The captain announced shortly after takeoff that we had the honor of taking a fallen hero home to his family and asked that we not deplane until such ceremonies as are necessary were completed.  Everyone spent the flight in quiet contemplation and an attitude of gratefulness.  To the military escort sitting up front, thank you not only for your service but for undertaking this most difficult job; I hope you can bring some measure of comfort to this veteran's family.  To the fallen goes our ultimate thanks, godspeed and may you live in the light always.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Eleven Things About You at Age 11



  • All Minecraft All the Time (dig, dig, dig, cake, cake, cake).
  • Recent interests include architecture, archery and runes.  We went to see one of the local Frank Lloyd Wright houses and you thought it was pretty cool that he designed everything in and around the house.  
  • You want to go to any Scandinavian country.  Preferably now.
  • You read at an amazingly fast rate. Your school requires everyone to read 25 books of at least 100 pages each over the school year.  You easily hit that benchmark by December and most of the books were over 300 pages.
  • You're branching out with food - mozzarella sticks, baked chicken, cucumbers have all passed the test.  Lunch every day consists of cooked pepperoni, an apple, cookies and a juice box.  Sometimes I force you to take a cheese sandwich or some chips just to shake things up a bit.  You buy if it's chicken nuggets or grilled cheese, but not always.
  • You are settling into middle school.  Your favorite subject this year is Science.   Your least favorite is ELA (all that writing!).  Study hall is a good place to do or catch up on forgotten homework.  And the after-school clubs are neat too!  You joined model building (another new interest) and technology, which turned out to be wood shop.  That one only lasted a few months because as 5th graders you are not allowed to actually use the equipment. :-(
  • Like most boys your age you can pack away an astonishing amount of food when you want to.  You love to sneak out with Dad in the evening to get a "snack" somewhere, which consists of what most people would eat for an entire meal.
  • If it has anything to do with a dragon, you have read it, drawn it, seen it, bought it, played it, designed it, built it, wrote about it, and put it on your wish list.
  • You ask a ton of questions, most of which I do not know the answers to.  Hello internet!  When you are having your bedtime snack you and Dad discuss relativity and all manner of serious subjects.
  • You really really really want a dog.  You grudgingly admit that the fact that your brother is scared  of them is a good reason why we don't have one right now.  But you work on him every chance you get.  "You like dogs, don't you?  Wouldn't you like a dog?  Let's get a dog! Dogs are fun!" 
  • Getting you to take a shower is like murder.  Conversely you are suddenly very concerned with how your hair looks.




  • You've decided you like chicken.  Boy does that make meal time easier!  Every day for lunch you take turkey, balogna, and salami (no bread), a juice box, a box of raisins, some craisins and some pickles.  You love to buy lunch when it is spaghetti or turkey and mashed potatoes but I still have to send in the raisins, craisins and pickles because no way are you eating the other stuff Mrs. Linda cooks.
  • You love having a job.  Delivering things at school, setting the table, bringing in groceries, you're so proud of yourself when you help out.
  • You can buckle and unbuckle your seatbelt by yourself now.  This sounds like a little thing but it is huge.  No more standing in the cold and the rain getting you settled in safely and back out again.  We all just get in the car and go!  This literally saves us probably 30 minutes a day, maybe more.
  • Charlie Brown is the reigning favorite.  I think we now have every Peanuts video it is possible to own.
  • I love watching you navigate your way around the iPad.  The other day you went to the speech app and proceeded to tell me about everything you don't like.  Most of which was not true, but very funny nevertheless.
  • You are doing a great job at Special Olympics swimming and your coach says you are really coming along.  And you are having fun, which is the most important thing.  Probably by spring you will be focused enough to participate in a meet.
  • This winter you not only wore boots, but also gloves and sometimes a winter hat!  You'd prefer your fedora but sometimes we gotta cover those ears!  (You still love hats and wear one every day.)
  • Sometimes I find you packing your backpack with movies and toys to "go New Jersey."  I wish we could go more often too buddy.
  • There are a few games you *love* to play.  One  is the "opposite" game.  You say one word and we say the opposite one (up/down, sun/moon, yes/no, etc.) and then you switch and "trick" us into saying the wrong word.  One is the "cookie" game.  We talk about making cookies and what ingredients we need.  You insist on spaghetti or soup or cheese and we make faces and say no, you need sprinkles, cinnamon, chocolate chips.  Then we pretend to be Cookie Monsters and eat all  the cookies up no matter what is in them.  Or sometimes you are the cookie and say what kind you are and we are Cookie Monster and eat you up.  Lots of giggling and hilarity and snuggle time.
  • You need an escort to go to therapy again.  You were doing great for a long time until you realized that you could stop and visit your favorite teachers on the way.  You apparently would open the classroom doors and yell hi! until they said hi back.  You are also copycatting the other kids in class when they misbehave and lose a "thumbs up."  We all find this hilarious and developmentally appropriate; your teacher assures us that pretty soon you will be back to going to therapy alone.
  • Since Advent, you insist on eating dinner by candlelight.  You gave me a jar candle for Christmas and if I forget to light it you stop eating and go turn off the lights.  

Saturday, January 12, 2013

My Memorable Books of 2012

2012's book total was 75.  I was shooting for 100 but I think I did pretty good.  Here are the books I absolutely loved reading this year:

Peter Nimble and His Fantastic Eyes by Jonathan Auxier.  Brilliant, totally original.  This is a debut novel from this author and I'm looking forward to reading what he writes next.  It is suspenseful without being creepy or scary and witty as well.  There are so many great books for kids & young adults out there, anyone who says that kids don't like to read or there isn't anything for kids to read has got rocks in their head.  The only downside is that I have to fight M. for them as he's often trying to read a book at the same time and doesn't necessarily want to read it *with* me.

Let the Great World Spin by Colum McCann.  Written in a very dense prose that creates it's own world immediately, the first chapter was a bit slow going, but after that I couldn't put it down.  On the premise that everyone is connected, the author takes people as diverse as possible and connects them to a single day in New York City and a single event (Phillipe Petit's tightrope walk between the Twin Towers).  By the third chapter I was anxious to meet the next person and see how they were connected to the characters that came before and after.  And yet each chapter/character could stand alone as a single short story as well. And I am in *love* with the cover art that makes the NY skyline into an entire world.  It's only after studying it for several minutes that you see the little tightrope walker at the top, near the author's name.  Truly a perfect cover.

To Reach the Clouds by Phillipe Petit.  Because of Colum McCann's book, I was prompted to seek out Petit's account of his walk between the Twin Towers, from first conception to everything that came after.  There are no words to describe the beauty of this book, both in Petit's language (poetry is a more accurate term) and in the documentation, photographic and otherwise.  Terrifying, exhilarating, splendid.  A love letter to the Towers that now live only in our hearts and memories.

The Postmistress by Sarah Blake.  Reminiscent of "The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society" in that it takes a watershed event in recent history (World War II) and tells a new story when we thought we'd heard them all.  This book interweaves the lives of three women, Emma Fitch, a young fragile doctor's wife, Iris James. the postmistress of Franklin Massachusetts, and Frankie Bard, an American radio reporter covering the war in London and eventually across Europe.  Each fights the war in her own way and yet in the end they cannot fight it without leaning on each other.  Really a superb read.

The Evolution of Calpurnia Tate by Jacqueline Kelly.  I loved this book.  The title character is a spunky 12-year old girl in 1899 Texas who develops an interest (and eventually love of) science and because of it, a relationship with her previously-thought-scary grandfather.  She begins to see the world and her place in it in a new way and thus begins to redefine her life and dream for the future.  While the book ends as 1900 dawns, in my head Callie is a happy successful adult scientist/naturalist/intrepid explorer.  Because this is "juvenile fiction" many people will miss it.  Please don't be one of them!

The Kick Keswick series by Marne Davis Kellogg (Brilliant, Priceless, Perfect and Friends in High Places).  Kick is a mature woman who knows how to enjoy the best things in life, be they designer clothes, expensive wines, gourmet food, and jewels.  Especially the jewels.  In her spare time, Kick is the notorious Shamrock Burglar; she goes after only the finest jewels and leaves her signature shamrock bouquet in its place.  She wants nothing more than to embrace retirement at her lovely farmhouse in France (which has a multitude of hidden vaults) but finds herself working for the good guys recovering stolen goods from her clumsier colleagues.  Pure fun!

I've Got Your Number by Sophie Kinsella.  Kinsella has another wacky heroine in Poppy Wyatt, a girl who has lost her engagement ring and her phone all in the same hour.  When she finds a phone in a trash bin, it's finders keepers and hilarity ensues as the owner of the phone, businessman Sam Roxton, wants it back.  Actually the phone is supposed to be used by his personal assistant who has walked out on the job without notice.  Poppy strikes a deal with Sam to keep the phone and naturally cannot resist reading his texts, emails, and offering advice and personal assistance.  I can always count on Kinsella to keep me laughing and entertained and wondering how all these crazy loose ends are going to get tied up into a happy ending.

The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh.  This is the latest addition to my unofficial list of Books Everyone Should Read (The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer & Annie Barrows was the first selection).  Victoria Jones has spent her entire life in the foster care system.  Now at 18, she has aged out and has nowhere to go.   She has an almost encyclopedic knowledge of flowers and their meanings and the only way she can connect to others is through this language of flowers.  After living in a local park and planting a small garden of her own, she meets a local florist who kindheartedly offers her some work.  She soon realizes that she has a talent for giving customers exactly the flower they need (which is not necessarily the one they want or think they want).  As word of her talents spread, she begins to feel more confident, begins to work, build friendships, find a home of her own.  A vendor at the local flower market is clearly drawn to her and she to him.  But a secret from her past could ruin everything.  Can they be happy?  I loved loved loved this book!

Broken Harbor by Tana French.  I do not read thrillers or mysteries or horror because I am a fraidy cat.  A very big fraidy cat.  I do not need a book to interrupt my sleep, thankyouverymuch, and definitely not a scary one.  Tana French is my one and only exception to this rule.  Yes, her books often scare the beejeebers out of me but they are so well-crafted, the language is so poetic, the characters so finely drawn that I actually enjoy having the bejeebers scared out of me.  As with her other books, Broken Harbor focuses on a member of Dublin's Murder Squad, this time Detective Mick (Scorcher) Kennedy.  He's working a case involving the murder of two young children and their father.  The mother is in critical condition.  Is it a botched murder-suicide as it looks at first?  Or is the real murderer trying to make it look that way?  As Mick and his rookie partner, Richie, get more into the investigation there are too many things that don't add up.  What was really going on in the Spain's house?  Mick's childhood ties to Broken Harbor begin to play with his mind, not to mention that of his sister, Dina, whose hold on reality is tenuous at best.  French's books are not just psychological studies of the perpetrators but the detectives as well.  It's been said that great criminal minds and great police minds are very few threads removed from each other.  Every detective has a case that hits too close to home.  Can they hold it together long enough to not only solve the case but themselves as well?

Clean by Dr. Alejandro Junger.   In this book Junger discusses the myriad of health issues facing modern society and how the benefits of a dietary cleanse can benefit and begin to heal the body.  Normally I read these books with a healthy dose of skepticism but I recently went gluten-free for a few weeks as an experiment.  I was amazed at how many nagging little problems (joint pain, cravings, lack of energy) went away - and came back as soon as I went back on the gluten.  A lot of what is in this book resonated with me on a deeper level and I finished it wanting to try the program.  It's designed to be 21 days in duration and consists of liquid smoothies or juice for 2 meals and a healthy meal for the third, perferably at lunch.  No wheat, dairy, sugar, caffeine and a bunch of other things as well (look up elimination diet for specifics).  Given my experience with the gluten, I wonder if any of these other things may be causing issues?  21 days isn't all that long to try it and find out!  My husband wants to try it too and we planned to start after the holidays but the flu has put paid to that.  As soon as we're both feeling healthy again, we'll give it a go.  I'll post on the blog how we did and what we thought afterwards.

It's no secret that I am a Royal Watcher.  While I wouldn't say I'm a Monarchist because I don't live in a country with a Monarchy, I am a fan.  (Is fan the right word?)  Anyway, in this year of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II's Diamond Jubilee I thought it would be neat to read as many biographies of The Queen and other members of the Royal Family as possible.  And a few books on the jewelry to provide some eye candy.  Final count: 13.  I particularly enjoyed The Real Elizabeth by Andrew Marr,  Tiaras, A History of Splendor by Geoffrey Munn was... well, splendid!