A Beautiful Day

SIGH...can't a gal have an opinion?

For the love of pete:

I never called anyone stupid nor was my intent to insinuate McCain supporters aren't intelligent. I apologize because I can see how one can draw that conclusion as my choice of words lacked conciseness in that regard. I don't think people who like Palin are stupid. I am merely disenchanted and disappointed in McCain, who, in MY HUMBLE ESTIMATION, could have done better and, again, IMHO, owed us (the country) better than that.
And I'm tired of hearing how great she is. Because yeah, she's cool. But not a VP.

As for IG, she's a friend - she's compassionate, thoughtful, and very intelligent and could never be considered "sad." She was protecting me and has a great point: if you don't like it, go get your own forum! Enjoy your first amendment rights. I do, and I am currently enjoying all the benefits of having 49% of my readership pissed off at me. Go Day!

Okay, enough of that

Lola, as a wee pup. She knows where it's at - for her, life is about love and treats.

Kind of surreal, no?

This clip is hilarious. And makes an awesome point about sexism in the campaign. Along with lots of other issues. I heart Tina Fey.

Long ago, I learned not to get political on the internet...if you dare, you kind of need to be prepared to defend whatever it is you believe and be careful not to alienate your readership. But keeping my mouth shut about this Palin choice is, mmm, shall we say, difficult for me? I don't know why it seems I'm the only woman I know who feels insulted to the point of disgust. And frightened that people are excited about her. My email inbox is full of ooh, look, she's one of us! and I'm like, er, she's not one of me. And even if she were, that's not, in my estimation, an entirely sound reason to elect her the next co-leader of the free world.

All that said, I'm tired and busy and ill-prepared for a debate so if you feel the need to go at me on this, I may just say "okay" and be done with it.

But I had to say something. Because people, come on.

Out of the loop

It's been quite by accident that I've gone truly MIA this past vacation - what with spotty wireless that we had to steal and Z ensuring the space bar on my Palm is forever stuck in the down position (applesauce will do that sometimes) rendering my cellphone useless, I have been truly out of touch. And after a few days of anxiety over it, it became a wonderful thing.

I'm back, with lots of unpacking to do, wiser and calmer and much happier than when we left. Will update soon.

Tempestuous sky

You Still Here?

Hi. You there? I hope?

This week was a whirlwind - we're smack in the middle of Birthday Sweeps - tomorrow the twins will turn 1.
Smacky turned 3 on Monday. T celebated her birthday on Wednesday; my mom on Thursday. My niece and Uncle J is next week. A, a sweet happy tweenager neighbor who watches Smacky on Friday afternoons, turns 13 tomorrow as well. After that, we have a bit of a reprieve.

I'm still messed up about Grandma. But that is expected, isn't it. I'm all existential and gloomy and it's hard to stay focused. All I keep asking myself is where is she? and all I want to do is be able to call her and make sure she's all right...I'm not doing especially well with this permanent no-more-talk-or-see-each-other part of death this time around. I've actually shared that overtly obvious and kind of DUH way I've been thinking with S and my uncle and both were downright comforting and thoughtful in their responses. Death churns up a lot of your own issues. Death also can make you question everything, even if the person who died lived a good superlong life and it was simply her time to move on. Death can make you question your faith, or, as in my case, my seeming lack thereof. It's just hard.

S is in Jamaica. Then the Caymans. He'll be back next Thursday. I'm solo with the kids this weekend and am actually looking forward to it. The boys are entering a curious, outspoken stage - their personalities are truly emerging and I find them fascinating. Even more engaging is how Smacky's relationship with them is evolving into one of a doting big brother.

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Last week KT sent me what is most assuredly in the top 5 Best Things Anyone Has Made For Me category. Okay, make that top 3. I'll post about it once I get my photo situation straightened out - currently I have 4 cameras needing downloading which are in various states of needing a charge. Also, we celebrated Smacky's big #3 on Sunday with none other than guess who? - Thomas the Tank Engine. I've never seen my boy more excited - he was I kid you not screeching in delight and it made my mommy heart explode.

I'm off to bed. Pics forthcoming.

Down the Shore

Just back from a week in Cape May, Smacky's first real visit to a sandy ocean beach. We're already planning next year's vacation when we'll book 2 weeks instead of one...it was that great a time.

A Day at the MFA

I love the MFA. There's nothing like a strolling through magnificent colorful history on a cold winter's day.

Simon thought it was pretty cool, though the visual excitement quickly brought on the need for a nap.

He fell asleep just before we got to the impressionists' room.

No flashes allowed, hence the yellowy look. (For once it's not the jaundice).