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Today, I an grateful for the instant gratification of the MP3 download. I am also very grateful that Amazon fixed the download of Barenaked Ladies' Big, Bang Theory. Annnnnd the fact that they are giving away a free download when you purchase a CD until the end of the year. Happiness is free music on a whim.
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Your van will hold about 75 cases in its normal configuration. Maybe 80 or 85 if you had actually taken the regular stuff and/or the 3rd row seats out. This requires utilizing every inch of available space AND me holding a case back with my elbow while you drive home.
I don't know what deity inspired me to pull up my order on my phone, but given that it's less than 20 degrees outside and they didn't have the order printed, I'm very glad I had it ready. I might still be there otherwise as they still didn't have it printed by the time I was packed and ready. Having it on a piece of paper would have been even better.
When it's 18 degrees outside, make sure the heaters are on full speed in the van while you wait for them to figure out they don't have your order. It still won't be warm when you get back in, but the nice men packing the van will appreciate the heat coming from the back while they wait.
It's ok to laugh at the people that need a bus to pick up their order as long as you recognize that you may be in their shoes one day should your daughter's troop order a pile of Caramel De Lites taller and wider than you.
Count as they push the cookies down the belt because they aren't.
Don't dismiss the experienced moms so readily when they offer to come get cookies ASAP. You really can't use your van with 73 cases of cookies packed into it no matter how big the van seems most of the time.
Make sure the front room is cleaned out and ready to sort the cookies. This is probably the largest coop you've run so far. :)
Schedule an early pickup time. You can gripe about having to get up and be there at 7:45, but when you're home before 8:30 and didn't wait in line for hours, you'll be grateful.
No matter how disorganized it is, remember that you don't want to run the whole shebang. The mess is always funnier when it's not your mess.
These come from txnoumena...
cancer - Oy. I hate cancer. It has really done a number on my family. For starters, I've lost my dad, my step-mom, my uncle, another uncle, my step-grandmother, my maternal grandmother, my grandfather-in-law, and my cat to it. I've watched friends struggle with various forms - thyroid and breast mostly. Lymphoma and colon cancer seem to get most people, though. The others have a decent survival rate. I'd like to see all of them have a decent survival rate, though. Heck, I'd like to see it gone. I am pretty firmly of the opinion that everyone dies from cancer. I don't like that. I want it to change. I donate money where I can. I encourage others to donate money when they can. I fund raise for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society and have every year since I lost my dad.
birth - As much as I hate cancer, I love birth. Birth is my passion. It was life changing for me. It took me from an experienced and analytical engineer to a passionate and empowered mother, humbled by the power of my body and what I could withstand and produce. I think that every woman that has a desire to have children should try to really experience labor. It is a very formative experience. Today we schedule everything, right down to the day our babies are born, and it's taking away from what can be a truly empowering experience. I have seen women doubt their abilities to birth without intervention or pain medicine, only to push through labor without anything other than the reassurance that they are strong enough to do it. It changes them and only for the better. That said, I support a woman through labor however she needs that labor to go. Some women need the medication to be empowered. I cannot pretend to know enough about them to know their past and what events have shaped the sexual being they are today. My job is to support and empower a women through the labor she wants, to educate her about her choices and help her make informed decisions. I love my job. I get to watch women blossom into warriors and mothers and babies enter the world. It's truly astounding and I consider myself truly lucky that they let me be a part of their lives in such an intimate and formative way.
breastfeeding - I love breastfeeding, too. To me, it's a natural extension of having the child. Truly, I don't understand women that won't even try to breastfeed. Women that fear the failure of breastfeeding and won't even make an attempt really frustrate me. My therapist told me to never make a decision out of fear. I believe every woman without a medical condition that precludes breastfeeding should try. I don't even ask my clients if they plan on it; I just assume they will and state as much in every interview. I have yet to be disappointed. I breastfed my daughter for 4 years and my son for 3 and counting. There are so many physical and emotional benefits to breastfeeding. I hate that formula is so easy to obtain. I hate that we give it to every mother in the hospital. I hate that we set so many women up for the fall by giving them an easy out. The benefits of breastfeeding are clear. The benefits for extended breastfeeding are compelling. For most women, there are few to no drawbacks. I just don't understand why so many won't even try for fear of failing; even one feeding can be so beneficial. Every ounce counts.
knitting - My mom taught me to knit as a kid. When I was in Japan, there were so many nice yarns and cheap needles that I wanted to learn again. Between my MIL and some books, I did. I have no fears about needles or patterns and believe I can do anything that I want to. Now, being able to and being compelled to are very different things... :)
NKOTB - The first CD I ever bought was NKOTB's first album. I had a couple of their posters on my wall. I never got to see them in concert as a tween, though. My girlfriend from college coerced me into going fangirl and chasing them around Texas on the last two stops of their tour. It was fun, but so very exhausting. I realized that I love going to concerts and listening to the music, but I can so miss the following the band. Roadie, I am not.
I was reminded that they're learning a lot. Corin is on the brink of something amazing with potty training. He's going to have set backs. He's going to forget from day-to-day how to feel his body is ready for things. Ryanne is reading and that's taking up a huge part of her brain. I need to be forgiving of that just like the people in Japan were forgiving when I could remember the Spanish for trash, but not the Japanese.
The biggest piece, however, was something that I can always get with Carrie, and that's realizing how I'm feeling. I have felt really disconnected from the kids and I think that's because I'm totally drained. I have been doing lots of things under the guise of self-care, but it hasn't been really filling. Even this blast of a weekend chasing NKotB this last week was a HUGE drain on me. It wasn't fun being up until 5am at a club. I have been going to social events out of obligation and I think I've realized that I am doing most of them for the networking than for the social aspects. And networking is draining.
Tonight was a spur of the moment decision for me and SO very rewarding. I am tired. Better yet, I feel like I could actually sleep at a reasonable hour. I haven't had that in weeks. I believe my cup is filled and I will be a better mother for knowing my limits and trying to voice them.
Answer me, then post this in your own journal (or, you know, don't) to see how many different crimes you get accused of committing.
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