Monday, September 29, 2008
Well, they had never heard of http://www.disapprovingrabbits.com/, so I had to school her. Lauren ended up getting her 2 human children disapproving rabbit t-shirts and books for Christmas. They loved it, especially in light of how much disapproving Tootsie herself was capable of.
Unfortunately, they lost Tootsie a few months ago, which was very sad for the whole family, but now they have a new family star! Meet Cookie. Is she not a cutie? Lauren reports that she is the most affectionate, snuggly bunny they've ever seen, and so far she's a very good girl. I'm sure she'll be disapproving of things in no time!
Sunday, September 28, 2008
And then I read the following statement at the beginning of this last chapter and my eyes popped out and I fell over dead.
"The most obvious difference [between 1929 and now (1970)] can be seen in the existence of a powerful, well-organized labor force. In 1929 the initial impact of the depression was experienced in the form of layoffs and wage cuts by working people. This loss of purchasing power on the part of the great bulk of the population forced the economy deeper into depression in a cycle that became almost impossible to break." [ok I'm following so far]
"Labor would no longer allow itself to serve as a cushion for national disaster as it did in 1929. At that time, the labor union movement was weak and ineffective. It could not prevent the wholesale firing of production workers and the drastic cutting of wages that proved to be one of the most serious sources of weakness in the 1929 economy. Today labor unions are too strong and too well-organized to permit the same kind of mass layoffs and firings. Labor, organized into a powerful political force, provides a prop to the economy that did not exist before the 1929 crash."
SERIOUSLY?!?! Did you seriously put that thought in writing, Mr. Rublowsky?
From left Justin, Meredith, Jon, Marie, Me, Maegan and the soon-to-arrive Group I mascot, and Tobie.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
- NM: White Flamingos take 2 or 4 years to turn pink. ME: Why is that? NM: Because that's what they told us.
- NM: That is a lizard. ME: That looks like a snake! NM: That is a legless lizard ("Legleth lisword"). He has a different head than a snake.
- He also had pics of a white tiger, a mad lion, elephants eating "walermelon", rhinoceros, "jaglars", "Inabino alligators", owls, ducks, "camilllllion", a swamp monster ("but he's not real"), "Me being a sea lion" (he had his head through one of those billboard things), "Me riding a statue", a tortoise, etc. etc. He knew what every single one was.
From the aquarium, he had pics of him feeding a sting ray "but he had his stingers cut off, and I fed him a fish and I put the fish down there and he just sucked it up", a pic of him "petting a nowse shark" (nurse shark), and a picture of him with two army guys he saw there. He is ob-sessed with all things army-police-camouflage related, and the guys got a kick out of him. Of course, he himself was dressed in head to toe camo. One of the guys gave him a patch from his uniform, and his Mom has now had to sew velcro on every one of his 100 camo shirts so he can always wear the badge.
Then we were off to whole foods, along with about 4,000 other people. It was packed, but we had a good time. He's a very adventurous eater - not picky at all. He wanted to try everything that they had out to sample. I gave him a bite of some bbq tofu and the clerk said "just tell him it's chicken" - no need. He loved it. We got a pizza for lunch and he picked out a cupcake with a red iced crawfish on top for desert.
On our way out of the parking lot of whole foods we saw where they had cut up a huge tree. He said "that's from the hurricane" and proceeded, the whole rest of the way home, to list for me everything a hurricane can knock over "trees, bushes, plants, and houses, and windows, and poles, and lights, and cars, and trucks, and construction men, and bulldozers, and signs, and branches, and christmas stuff, and halloween stuff...towers....metal things... walls... people... wires... school...". It takes at least 15 minutes to get home. This was when I really wished I had a tape recorder. It was cracking me up.
Once home, "Mr. Jason" came to eat pizza with us. We chopped up a little yellow bell pepper that he picked out of his garden to go on the pizza. He ate 3 big pieces, then his cupcake, then needed to show Mr. Jason his zoo photos. Jason was astounded by the amount of knowledge he retained.
Then we were off to the park - a brand new playground next to the dog park near the house. I said "Do you think there will be other children there". He said "Yeah, it's always messed up with kids."
We stayed for almost 2 hours and then it started getting sort of drizzly and windy and tons more kids started showing up with 2 different birthday parties, so I was pretty much done. It was fun though. He played with all the different kids and let them see and play with all his gadgetry (they were all fascinated by his bling). And any time somebody walked a dog by on the way to the park he basically climbed ON TOP of my head. He is TERRIFIED of dogs. At some point during the day - I don't remember when - he said something along the lines of "maybe then Greta wouldn't be so spastic".
So then we went back to the house and I got him to put on the costume from the previous night so I could take a picture, and he took pictures of everything in his house for about an hour. His Mom got home about 4:15. This morning he brought me a picture he had drawn thanking me for taking care of him. So sweet. So funny.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Sunday, September 7, 2008
This week has been a crazy mix of blessings and loss. We are blessed to have the family we have, that our home did not get damaged, that our neighbors are safe despite the tree on their house. We were able to spend a week with my parents. The dogs all got along. Jason helped Mom clean up all the limbs out of the yard.
At the beginning of the week, Jason and I were feeling cautiously optimistic. We were 9 weeks pregnant after many years of trying unsuccessfully. But early Saturday morning I woke up with symptoms that something was very wrong. We went to the emergency room, but things did not turn out well. We aren't pregnant any longer.
I am sad, discouraged, disappointed, scared, heart-broken....a million things. I'm so glad that I was at my parent's house when it happened. They love me and it was nice to have their support along with Jason's. They let me cry, and my Mom made me blueberry pancakes for breakfast this morning.
Last night and today I had several sessions of feeling sorry for myself, and then I looked around my neighborhood at the destruction everywhere and felt guilt for my pity-parties. I'm not ready to write more about it yet, but I decided to post another long entry from my journal from a few months ago that explains some of what's been going on for the last few years. Read it if you want, don't if you don't.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
We are at my parent's house in Mississippi now. We came up here Tuesday after we heard that we may not have power for 3-4 weeks. We can't stay here that long, obviously (we have to go to work @ some point), but we figured maybe we could at least have power, cable, and internet access while we are trying to figure out what we are going to do.
My parent's have a built-in house generator, and then we got "real" power and cable last night.
The dogs are being pretty good. We are having to keep them separated from Matti but it's going ok so far. No major fights, no major damage, Greta hasn't tried to eat her way through any doors (yet).
Not sure what we will do yet. Entergy restored 9000 people to power last night in Baton Rouge, so we are feeling a little more hopeful today that maybe it WON'T be a month, but who knows. We have to make alternative plans for next week. Jason has to go to work, and I have to go to a conference in Dallas. We have to find a place to board the dogs, we can't leave them in the house with no air conditioner or at least not some way to move air around. Greta would croak.
So if you know of any kennel availability or anyone with space/ love/ patience for babysitting a precious mini schnauzer and a very sweet, entertaining, but high-maintenance giant schnauzer for 5 days, let us know!!