right up there with wanting your kids to walk to school.
crazy lady from California
right up there with wanting your kids to walk to school.
crazy lady from California
When I was out this morning at 4:45-6 am there were other runners and people walking their dogs. I've never been stopped though.
So, point of interest question: at what point do you ask your child(ren) to stop singing a song with risque lyrics, thereby alerting them to the fact that there is something scandalous about the song which, up until that point, they were totally unaware? (My concern is that they sing these to themselves ... out loud ... in school -- a parochial school whose teachers would, I would venture to say, be at hearing the lyrics sung out loud in school).
(I don't even know where they heard these songs. Car radio? Who knows.)
School drama: ongoing.
RR; 6.2 this morning, it's getting colder! I have to find my gloves.
How's everyone doing? Plady? Lofty? I am thinking about you guys.
Jo - Yay, hygiene!! Glad you guys are settling in to your new place.
Nick - your question made me laugh at myself, as I was recently listening to some good old 80's stuff that I used to love back in the day. Well, I was shocked - shocked, I say - at the lyrics. Bear in mind that I was in my late teens and early 20s at that time, so .... not really sure why I didn't *get* the meaning. I'd say maybe a reminder to the kids that some modern music isn't appropriate and no further explanation.
Gaye - the birthday sounds just perfect
Lofty, thinking of you and your family today. I hope the service is a beautiful remembrance and that it supports your family to move forward
Nic (and sparkle) We talk about the lyrics- what they mean, why they are best not sung loudly in the yard. We talk about lyrics in general related to metaphor, rhyme, message because my oldest writes a lot of her own songs, and the analysis of the lyrics of songs we like is a bit helpful in this regard. Having a poet for a husband is helpful with this.
JayGee, a seven year old doing butterfly sounds insanely cute and impressive. Way to swim!
My grandma is having some ups and downs post-hip surgery (sleep problems, anxiety about dying, now diarrhea). I'm going Friday to visit her and extended family. The logistics have kind of sucked, and we did try to figure out if we could leave the kids and my husband and I could go together, but it's so much easier for me to go with my sister instead and have him stay with the kids.
NRR- None. My cough is lingering and I've been wheezing at night. I'm really ready to feel better. Part of me wonders if I went for a hard run if I could clear everything out, but the fog and air quality advisory that had been lingering for days only lifted yesterday afternoon. It's still foggy everywhere else near here, but we have just enough elevation to be above it, at least during the day time.
Sparkle - Well there's the number to call. It's listeners like you who keep MPR on the air and millions of Minnesotans from going flat out nuts in the winter.
Lofty - Thinking of you and Benn today in between thinking of my friend and her family. What a week.
Re: Lyrics - Heard from my backseat while listening to C's station pick "This is about sex". Um. Yup. Aren't they all?
Gaye - I wouldn't call in sick either, it's just too obvious after having asked for it off. Could you go before or after the race?
Real - Good luck with the new sleeping thing. I imagine that it might take a week or two to 'take'.
RR: Boxed today. Trying to put my all into it without leaving myself in zombie mode for the rest of the day. Then a local playwright asked if I'd be interested in being in a play about a woman learning to box. Um yeah!
NRR: Successfully distracting my grieving self for hours at a time. It's good to have a break. Tomorrow is the funeral and I'm hearing from lots of friends I haven't seen in 20-25 years that they will all be there. It's the first time I've ever felt far from home since I moved off the east coast in 1996.
public radio. WPR was my daily company until we moved away, and now I still stream occasionally, and still download my podcasts for walking. Even so, we have lyric issues. I just let them know it's inappropriate with my serious face. It's not simply that it's about sex, but the way much of the time the attitude is so disrespectful in the songs. Like Mel38 said though, how was I not bothered way back then?! (Though I never liked Def Leppard so there is that at least.)
Hard time catching up on sleep, but I am trying to go easy on all of us. Finished laundry yesterday. I have no dryer and the humidity makes it take a while, so there was a steaming pile of flea-infested clothing in the kitchen for a bit. Yesterday I vacuumed, mopped and dusted (Piles of sand under rugs? Really, dh?), and today I am just going to cook some dinner and walk to the grocery where I get the good coconut milk and dried meat. It's only 80 out there (at 9AM), but I need a lot more coffee before I step out. And if the kids get work done and feel like getting out too, then we might even hit the beach for an hour or so after school is done. But they are still in bed.
RR: Signed up for beach yoga tonight. It's an hour and a half long and I just hope I can get through it. Looks like the class is going to be small, so I might mention modifications ahead of time. Feeling SO weak. After rehydrating and swelling in the plane, it looks like I lost about 8 pounds to the dysentery-and-nothing to eat diet, coupled with the dinner-is-at-11-and-we-pass-out-at-930 weight loss strategy. Dh gained 4 pounds. Kids each lost about 4 pounds. Dd said her black hole came back. This is what she calls her pre-growth spurt hungries.
RM, I wanted to explain about the illnesses...my ILs, as the FB stuff suggests, live in a very remote part of the mountains. There is still no road to the village, and this year's rains made the trail worse. It takes 45min to get to the nearest town by car, longer by mule. Houses now have electricity, still no running water. Potable water is collected at a spring, but hygiene practices lead to illness. People rarely wash water jugs (I did this with SIL this year, with bleach), and my ILs rarely use detergent, never hot water, to wash pots, and utensils. The few towels in the house are shared. People toilet outdoors, wherever they find cover when the need strikes. They usually go near the irrigation ditch and use that water to wash after. It's a don't-use-your-left-hand kind of thing, but of course everyone is still using their left hands to do such things as cook food. Flies are everywhere. Houses are built above stalls on the main floor that house equines, sheep, goats, cattle, chickens. So the house reeks of ammonia (my nose bled every day) and the fleas fill the blankets and cushions where we sit, eat, sleep. There is no trash collection or even a burn pile. The hillside below the house is covered in trash, including dirty diapers. Wild dogs drop loads wherever they like, and semi-feral cats come in and out of houses, spreading fleas and peeing indoors. When we get sick, the local reaction is, "they aren't used to it yet," which makes me chuckle. So, this year, dh built a bathroom for his parents. It has a squat toilet, a Western toilet, a shower and two sinks. It is fed by a rooftop tank that gets filled using a pump from the spring. There is an electric water heater and a septic tank. So now there is no reason not to wash with soap, not to bathroom in a hygienic way, not to shower regularly, not to use hot water for eating utensils. I anticipate it will be ruined, broken and out of use by next year. We spend ten grand over the course of dh's visit. I estimate 6-7K went toward getting this project done.
There was a flea in my boot all the way back, so I have a mess on one ankle. I couldn't take the boots off because I knew my feet would swell and I would be barefoot in AUH airport, which is not OK. So in a few more days the itching should be done, and in another week the scabs from my scratching should be off. The kids and I are covered in bites. They might even be worse than me this time, and dd swells up like I do.
Now settling in, the kids are thrilled with having their own rooms. Dh painted their walls funky colors and decorated with furniture, including a little desk for each of them. So they are outfitted to get work done and leave me in peace a good bit. My desk, however, was broken in the move. Dh bought a small table for the kitchen, so I do have that if I wish. The kitchen is nice. The shipment of our stuff was a bit of a nightmare for me in Morocco (customer service issues), but the bags met me here. We have all books and materials and our clothes for AUH.
The Morocco visit definitely fed the creative part of my brain, so many new experiences even for me, including falling in love with two women whom I had the pleasure of getting to know (dh's milk mother and the nephew's new MIL), and a friend of the family gave me a lovely gift of new goatskin slippers decorated with woven wool, like a rug, in bright red. Gorgeous. I danced in the circle at the wedding. I wish we had gotten out to see more of the country.
Also, did I mention the cousin took his own life? No one mentioned to me while I was traveling, but I figured by the lack of info on cause of death, and it was confirmed when I landed here. He was my dad's age, and it is a sad story of a sad life.
Gaye, that's so FUN!
Jo, mama. I don't know how you do it. You are amazing. I would have bailed on that sitch long, long ago. I have been in those conditions, but for very (very) short amounts of time, like under a week. Which was enough to last me a lifetime.
Kerc, on the public radio thing. yeah. That's what is confusing me also. I don't listen to music on the car radio. My kids are always saying, Mom, we DON"T want to listen to WAIT WAIT DON'T TELL ME anymore! ("This is New England Public Radio, depending on your support.") They can say the fundraising refrain by hear too. Ha. The only music we listen to is my Michael Buble cd's or the Maccabeats. Yeah, I'm a nerd.
So where are they learning this music? No idea.
Ok, minor crisis here. It's school picture day and dd1 is melting down. Have I mentioned I have a 13 year old in the house?
RR: 1150 yards in the pool this morning. Felt like I could have pushed harder but I didn't want to annoy my friends (running group, we swim once or twice a week too) by trying to pass and messing everyone up.
Yay for new employees willing to take over shifts!! Cozumel sounds awesome...
Jo, that is very sad, I'm so sorry.
Wow, if you do write a book, I must read it. This is a culture that is so fascinating to me, so beautiful but so foreign and a little bit intimidating. I'm sure I'll never experience it first hand. Have you decided on buying some property there? It would be great to have your own place to fix up as you please. I'm sure you would keep the bathroom in nice working order I guess if you grow up without any facilities to speak of, then it just all doesn't seem like that big of a deal. And talk about robust immune systems.
JG, ooh, sorry for your DH's upcoming surgery. That's a bummer that he can't play soccer any more; it does seem like it's hard on the knees.
I love NPR, too, though the station here does not have the best programming. We had a fantastic station up in the Detroit area, but here it's a little heavy on the classical for my taste. I like to have a little more variety (Thistle & Shamrock, All Songs Considered) though we do have World Cafe. And I WWDTM and This American Life! But we recently got a few months of satellite radio in the car for free, so I am now forced to listen to the kids station every day. DS loves it. At least it's G rated.
RR: So, after many rounds of chafing on my last several long runs, I invested in a nice new running bra. I also ordered new shorts because all of the sudden I hate all my shorts - I ordered compression shorts. I've never run in them, it just seemed like a good idea. It seems like the closer the marathon comes, the more bewildered I feel about all the choices and decisions. What to pack, what to wear, ipod or not (I think no), what to fuel with, carry a bottle or not ... gah!