Thursday, November 25, 2004

It is that time of year again....



"Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on - two years ago on Thanksgiving,
when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at therestaurant,
but Alice doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the church nearby the restaurant,
in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray andFasha the dog.
And livin' in the bell tower like that,
they got a lot of room downstairs where the pews used to be in.
Havin' all that room,seein' as how they took out all the pews,
they decided that they didn'thave to take out their garbage for a long time.

We got up there, we found all the garbage in there,
and we decided it'd bea friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump.
So we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW microbus,
took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headedon toward the city dump.
Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the dump saying,
"Closed on Thanksgiving."
And we had never heard of a dumpclosed on Thanksgiving before,
and with tears in our eyes we drove off into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage."
LYRICS - Alice's Restaurant

I have never known it to be any other way. I was born on Thanksgiving Day in 1971.
So the cooking, the eating, the traveling....it's always been all about me.
We never needed to have a family birthday gathering 'cause everyone brought their gifts and well-wishes to whatever sort of Thanksgiving gathering we had.
I am the only grandchild on either side of my family. Or, at least I was when I had living grandparents.
I am also, one would deduce, an only child.
So, basically, for my entire life, the period of time from Thanksgiving through New Year's Day has always been

ALL ABOUT ME.

Nowadays, it isn't really. And a part of me gets really down about that. That inner child, I reckon.
But by creating my own family and my own family traditions, I have found some ways to make sure I still get my props....but on the DL. (that's down-low, for those of you that do not run in the hip-hop laden circles that I run in...)

Sunday, November 21, 2004

A brand new Adventure begins!

Okay, So I am offically a homeschooler now.
Last Wednesday was his last day of school.
I am really excited.
I am so worried, too.
Can I really do this?
I love an alternative lifestyle, now. Boy, I'll walk 5 miles out of my way to get people to look at me funny. Seems maybe I ought to seriously consider the quiz results below.
My oh so experienced homeschooling friend sent me the link. She's gonna get tired of me.
So, we went to the Mall on Friday, the world of Coca Cola on Saturday--oh, and I made myself sick on worldly sodas. Ick.
Today we went to Imagine It! The Children's Museum of Atlanta. Cute, but small. And Expensive! We meant to go to the McWane Center in Birmingham but the weather was ugly and we got a late start. That's a 2.5 hour drive! But that place is so worth it. Wherever you live, go there. Go there now.
Alright. I have stuff to do. Like other stuff. Like I should be writing my Nano Novel that I have all but given up on. Wahhhh!



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Tuesday, November 16, 2004

Sorry Everbody

Sorry Everybody

Wow! I have been sucked into this site unmercifully.

This is so cool and sad. I do feel a need to apologize.

I need to apologize to the people who tried so hard to defeat bush. I didn't do enough. Next time I will. I only voted against him....oh, and I had a bumper sticker.

Thursday, November 11, 2004

Nano Woes

Okay.
At 1700 words per day, by the 11thof November I should have 18700 Words. I have 8000. I like my story that has no discernable plot. I like my characters, whose physical descriptions I have almost entirely left out of my story. I love the writing. But I am bizzzzzzzzy. Arg.
And my Dad is coming in a week and although I will have an entire week off of work, I will still be bizzzzy. (note fewer z's....on purpose)
I'll catch up next week.
I Mean, how many papers did I write at the last minute in my 10 years of undergraduate studies? I can whip out 42K in a heartbeat if given the proper motivation....
Of course I can.