What's for Dinner?:  Green eggs and HAM...

Not really, at least not the green eggs part.  Dinner tonight is a Cubist work of art, if you catch my drift...

8:55:08 PM    comment []

RantsCounterRants:  The French and German thing -- what if it really is about OIL…and maybe a little something else???

Interesting questions:  where do France and Germany get their oil? Where do French and German military manufacturers sell their products?

Any chance it’s Iraq?

Funny, everybody’s been so busy bashing the US oil companies and military industrial complex that we’ve completely forgotten France and Germany have their own highly protected industries.

Anybody got an answer to these questions, feel free to drop me a comment, I’m all ears.

7:08:13 PM    comment []

RantsCounterRants:  No more news at this house, please…

Dammit all, I’ve got to keep the TV and NPR radio off at home here until hubby gets home.

This latest incident about an air traveler carrying a live grenade is not welcome here; if my kids hear about it, they’ll freak.  They know their dad is flying home today and they’ll demand to know whether this was anywhere near their dad, will Dad be on time, why does Dad have to fly…it’s not as if I haven’t had to answer these questions a lot since 9/11, but I’ve had to explain this Orange Alert thing this week already.  And now this.

This is getting to be too much, really.  Freedom of the press is an essential civil right, but at the same time, publishing every damn thing only incites others to try it out.  And it threatens the innocent as well.  No, it’s not the publishing of news related to this particular incident.  It’s all the damn commentary that has to go with it, escalating fear.  Like this Code Orange crap and the duct tape run…you know what I mean, people running around sealing up their houses with Saran wrap.  And these are adults responding this way; what does this do to our kids to hear all this rabid chatter?

If I wanted to live in Northern Ireland or Israel/Palestine or some other place where terrorism becomes as commonplace as taking out the trash, I’d have moved there.  I certainly wouldn’t have wanted to raise my family there.

Maybe we should move to Canada – nobody dislikes Canadians, eh?

4:04:12 PM    comment []

WARNING: SLOW BLOGGING AND NO DUCT TAPE…

For some incredibly twisted reason, our local public schools implemented for this school year a “Teacher In Service” day for a half day each and every month.  Worse yet, right in the middle of the week.  No, not a sensible full-day off on a Friday every other month.  Good gravy, no, that might actually make sense.  Damned good thing I’m not working.

Oh, and the sitter’s van is in the shop; she usually shuttles at least one of the kids while ferrying other kids around town.

So I’m playing shuttlebus today for these reasons – take the 5-year-old to his part-time class at 9:00 am, take the 9-year-old to her half-day at 11:20 am, pick up the 5-year-old at noon, pick up the 9-year-old at 2:45 pm.

Before, during, in-between, we run to the store to buy the rest of the Valentine’s Day goodies for handing out at schools tomorrow, wash the was-red-now-white-with-salt-covered car, pick up tax forms at the post office, wrap-label-pack all the V-Day goodies, pay property taxes at the town hall, mail now-prepared V-Day cards and gifts, sort-and-wash laundry, clean house…

Obviously, blogging will have to take a back seat in the scheme of things.

But I’ll live dangerously while I’m at it.  I’m not buying a lick of duct tape while I’m out.

11:16:48 AM    comment []