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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Public Service for Blind People

My six-year-old made an astute observation tonight as she was experimenting with the goofy glasses I got on a whim at a consignment store.  She said as her eyes squeezed shut, "I know why blind people can't see."

When asked why, she firmly stated, "They just need to open their eyes."

Friday, March 11, 2011


Today I fell of the wagon...the workout wagon. I've been fighting a cold all week, but stubbornly getting up early and working out as hard as possible. Those germs got the better of me today and left me exhausted, listless, and with a voice like Kathleen Turner.

I'm sick. I can't work out. That makes me into a really cranky person. Just ask my family.

So, do I just succumb to the illness and sink into a stupor of malaise or do I fight it and make myself more sick.

I feel a stupor coming on.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Blogging: Today's Version of the Mixed Tape

For those of you asking, "What's a mixed tape?" I'll enlighten you. Back before there were iPods, there were these shiny plastic things called CD's that held music on them...and before that, everyone used plastic rectangles with black tape running from one spool to the next inside of them. Those things were called cassette tapes and, when they weren't melting on someone's dashboard, they were put inside something kind of like an iHome to play whatever you had previously recorded on them (sort of like a playlist on your iPod). Weird, right?

Recently I was cleaning out my basement and found a duffle bag full of mixed tapes I didn't have the heart to throw out. There were a few from high school friends and one or two from my sister, but most were from past boyfriends. They had titles like, Remember When, Missing You, Our Summer Songs, and Songs for a Girl Named Pam, and other cheesy lines like that. 
While reminiscing about that bygone trend of throwing a bunch of similar, mostly unrelated, songs onto a tape, I realized something. Blogging is a lot like making a mixed tape. We put our ramblings onto this thing called the internet in hopes that someone, somewhere will read them. Since I have a whopping 40+ "followers" of my blog, I'm sure this post will be read by maybe two people. Then, it will be archived in the internet duffle bag where all mediocre blog posts go. Much like a mixed tape. 

When we look back twenty years from now, we'll probably ask each other, "remember blogging?"

Here's one of the songs from my 80s mixed tape collection. I like the high-tech graphics in this video and the dog wearing sunglasses. I'm not sure what this girl is building either...a bomb? a double coffee pot? Feel free to pass it along or add it to your play list.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Baby Food, continued

Today I guest blogged at my friend Evonne Sell's blog all about baby food. I don't think moms should waste their money on opening a jar for their babies. There are so many reasons to make your own baby food. I'm not interested in feeding my baby something out of a can/jar/box because:
  1. It's prepackaged and therefore, not fresh.
  2. Have you tasted the stuff?
  3. There are no spices.
  4. Soon enough, your kids will be complaining about your cooking and you'll be tempted to take off a la Nacho Libre to find a better "duty," so you might as well give your baby healthy foods they enjoy.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Favorite Read-Aloud Children's Books

One Morning in Maine (Picture Puffin)One Morning in Maine by Robert McCloskey
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I have a tattered paperback version of this book from my childhood. I would read this book and imagine I was the older sister, losing my tooth on the beach in Maine. It wasn't an outlandish fantasy — I grew up in Maine. I can almost taste the salty air and hear the loon laughing when I read this book to my children. I fell in love with this book as a child and I love it even more now that I have kids.

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My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This book always makes me cry a little. But, in a good way. I'm convinced, that if more people read this book and were as generous as this tree, there would be a lot more happiness.

My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This is a hilarious book. The illustrations are intricately repulsive. You'll want to read it again after you put the kids to bed.

My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I read this book when I was in grade school. It was fantastical and imaginative. It made such an impression on me that, to this day, I can still remember how fascinated I was while reading it. I want to read it again!

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