Thursday, December 11, 2008
Attention all Americans (maybe Canadians too), I have an important message. Your car waranty is about to expire.
Wow-I don't know where that title came from , it's just sort of burned into my brain. I think it was the second notification that did that. Apparently the car warranty is actually now working in reverse.
Well, first off, yes, I have a new little nursling.
He is perfect. 8 lbs. 1 oz. and 20 inches. It was an awesome birth with one our dearest friends as midwife and very little pain (for childbirth) . All our kids where there and cut the cord together.
He was born Saturday night (Nov. 15th). The night of the Couture Lesnor UFC).
Our TV equipment is somewhat jacked and we have no ability to record.
So ya-I watched the UFC in labor.
It was really kind of nice -took my mind off of the contractions. My husband joked that he should film me commenting on fights and stopping to moan.
My midwife/friend lives 3 1/2 hours away and I tend to labor pretty quickly, so her advice was soak in a tub, relax and slow the contractions.
So I soaked in a tub for an hour or so then went downstairs to watch fights.
I managed to concentrate on slowing them to ten minutes apart just until my friend arrived . She showed up as the last fight ended and we wandered upstairs to have a baby. We hung out and talked a bit and I secretly felt that I had already dilated to ten but, frankly, I just didn't feel mentally up to pushing.
The whole feeling like you're about to rip apart thing just didn't appeal to me. I figured I'd wait until I really felt that pushing urge. So just as I felt a little pushy, I asked her to check me and sure enough I was ready. I think I pushed for about 15 minutes and gave birth at 10:56 PM. Luckily there was still pizza left.
Friday, October 31, 2008
I told my husband, I thought a perfectly scary costume would be to dress up like a house with "bank owned" on one arm and a foreclosure notice hanging off the other.
He said he thought someone might get shot for that, considering our neighborhood is all but empty for the foreclosures and evictions all around.
Oh Well-have fun everyone
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Now two years later I realize that I am just never going to find the time to lay it all out. Frankly, if I had been able to go to school, I think my focus would have been this topic. But since I'm a frazzled, hurried, all of my life is a blur mom, I think I'll only be able to say all I want to say in segments.
We'll start with a film.
If you were all in in my class I would say it is required viewing for all students.
Here a link to the PBS synopsis and in case you're still living in the dark ages of Blockbuster's new release or nothing selection I'm also linking to Netflix, where it is actually available on their instant watch menu. So you can watch it right now and never even leave your chair.
Here is a clip and a link to the rest of an L.A. times piece.
So my two much for one post, multi-blog rant in a nutshell is, the process of birth and death are are so deeply rooted into our subconscious minds that hiring both of these out to professionals and having no part in the process of either is of great detriment to our emotional well being.
No one even wants to think about either one of them and yet these are the only two things we have in common with every person who has ever lived.
Oh yeah -I got a lot of ranting to do.
Crying and DiggingReclaiming the realities and rituals of deathBy Nancy Rommelmann,For centuries in America, we tended to our dead. People died at home, and relatives prepared the body, laid it out in the parlor and sat by as callers paid final respects. The body was buried in the family cemetery, if there was one, or on the back 40; pieties were spoken, and life went on until the next person died. Death, if not a welcome visitor, was a familiar one. This changed, incrementally, during the Civil War, when others were paid to undertake the job of transporting the bodies of soldiers killed far from home; this is when formaldehyde as an embalming agent was first used. But it was only 100 years ago that we began routinely to hand over our dead to the undertakers. Soon the gravely ill as well were deemed too taxing, and moved to hospitals to die. Within decades, what had for millennia been familial responsibilities were appropriated by professionals.
"People think we're not emotionally capable, let alone physically capable, of carrying this out," says Jerri Lyons. "Well, what were we doing before when we weren't supposedly able to take care of people?"
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Since this is most likely my last baby, I've pulled out the stops. I just ordered a belly cast kit and yesterday we splurged on a 4D ultrasound. We also cheated and found out we're having a boy. I always liked being surprised but I thought it would cool to know this time around.
The 4D thing is pretty amazing. With six weeks to go, we discovered this little guy is already 6lbs.
It's seems so strange to look at this little guy and know that he's only a few inches from the outside world. It seems like it should be so simple for him to get outside.
Oh well, the next deadline for me is about two weeks out when I start knocking on the neighbors doors and telling them not to call the police when they hear blood curdling screams coming from my house.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
But today I'm glad I stopped by and found this gem awaiting.
This is definitely a weekend sort of post, the kind where the kids gather round and say," Oh, God what in the heck is that?"
So pour a fresh of cup of coffee, turn up the speakers, click it to full screen and enjoy:
William Shatner's rendition of
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Quotes from today's test run -you just can't make this stuff up.
"First of all, I didn't believe it," said Verena Kain, a European Organization for Nuclear Research (CERN) engineer.
"I had to see it a second time, and I thought, Oh, wow, it actually worked!"
"Things can go wrong at any time, but luckily this morning everything went smoothly," said Lyn Evans of CERN, who oversaw the building of the accelerator.
I am purposely avoiding the topic of elections. We had something absolutely insane happen, here in Nevada, with our RNC delegates. Essentially, what it breaks down to is a year of my life and thousands of dollars wasted.
I have to wonder if Kent Snyder really needed to literally give his life to the cause of liberty, when no one really appreciated it. I’m just not even ready to discuss how entirely fucked up, Benedict Arnold style, these last few weeks have been.
So I’m just going to talk about my mundane life.
Today’s outrage? Hospitals
My mom broke her back last Friday.
My mom is in her seventies, but this was not a- fall out of bed and break your hip- type thing.
My parents had a window manufacturer for some forty years and after my dad died, she and my aunt (also in her seventies) cleared out the glass shop BY THEMSELVES.
Yes, I am shouting, because you cannot imagine the amount of heavy equipment this place held- huge saws from the 1960’s, a glass washer that reminds of the Hadron Collider and piles of metal and glass.
Well, now there is still a bit of scrape metal and glass at the house and my mom decided to clean it up.
The hospital viewed her accident like this;
A little old lady was lifting some trash into a can; the weight was too much for her bones, her back fractured.
The way it happened was like this;
A retired contractor was lifting a commercial sack containing the crushed remains of at least TWO SLIDING GLASS DOORS, she lifted it but the strain re-fractured a previous fracture from an on-the-job accident 15 years ago.
The condescending attitude was amazing and one point the doctor recommended a nursing home. I wasn’t there for that –he‘s lucky she didn’t throw a chair at him; my dad had ducked chairs over the years for far less.
The explanation of the previous fracture should have been enough to shake some sense into him. The conversation went like this;
Q: You fractured your spine in two places and broke your collarbone in 1994. How did this happen?
A: Well, I fell off a roof and landed on my shoulder onto concrete, at the time, I was on way too high a dosage of thyroid medication and it was eating up my bones.
Q: What were you doing up on a roof?
A: Looking at him like he’s the biggest idiot on the planet. Well, I was roofing.
Oh well, another reason to homebirth. Condescending attitude?
Watch for falling chairs.
Sunday, September 07, 2008
That's right-the "machine" gets turned on Wednesday.
And you don't have to shave your head, drink any Kool-aid, or sit on a hilltop awaiting your space alien Gods to abscond with you in order to turn into space dust.
Now should Wednesday come and go and you find you're not mercifully rescued form the most mundane election of all time (war hawks on both sides and a drug warrior in the libertarian slot). You should know that 9-10-08 is just a test run. But much fun, by way of smashing protons, is promised before the end of the year
Haven't these people ever seen Donnie Darko?
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Monday, July 07, 2008
We're holding a swim party and potluck on Friday July 11 to raise funds for my MIL.
Cancer or no this woman can throw a party, so please come by!
Antioch Church of Las Vegas
Put Dusty on bottom left of check and mail to:
3825 Melody Lane, Las Vegas, NV 89108
Dusty Buckel Enterprises,
Bank of America of West Sahara
routing - 122400724 - account # 501001703274
(If you have a Bank of America account you can do it online in about two seconds)
Or just bring it to the party!
July 11, 2008 (7-11) at 7P to 11P
YOU are invited for a swim party and pot luck, with live entertainment.
RSVP Darlene Mea firstname.lastname@example.org
For more info contact Darlene Mea at 702-227-8393 or 702-477-5110 email@example.com
Or just leave a comment here!
Press Release below;
Media please give this your support!
PLEASE - we can not loose this woman...
Local Giver needs to Receive, to LIVE...
Las Vegas, NV. July 3rd – Dusty Buckel, a Las Vegas local resident for over 29 yrs is in Stage IV Cancer of the Lymph Nodes and does not have health insurance.
"I have been been graced with health most of my life, so I lived life fully as a giver, here to help, and now I am humbled to the position of having to ask for help, to live."
Dusty Buckel is many things to many people not only in Las Vegas but around the world.
Along with being an Ordained Minister, known to thousands as Rev Dusty.
Dusty has had her own radio show & television shows, An Opportunity to Make a Difference for years; is the originator of of Secret Santa which provides toys, food and necessities for hundreds of Las Vegas families every year, as well as helping stranded mothers off the streets and helping our Vets with clothing and counseling.
Dusty engages donors to give namelessly, selflessly. All who know Dusty have been graced by her extreme presence and drive to help those who need help on many levels, body, mind and spirit... Dusty lives to Give...
Now Dusty needs medical treatments for Stage IV Cancer of the Lymph Nodes. She has been receiving "Intelligent Medicine" out of the country and needs to continue the therapies or she will not survive. We are asking the community – please GIVE TO LIVE for DUSTY, NOW. The cost of treatment is $21,600.00 for 3 week stay to detoxify her blood, strengthen her body to help itself in destroying the cancer cells.
"This is a complete humbling experience, asking for help, but I choose to live.",
says Dusty who is always Responding to Miracles!
Make your tax deductible donations to:
Antioch Church of Las Vegas
Rev. Peter Gang is a client/friend of Dusty and is glad to help.
Put Dusty on bottom left of check and mail to:
3825 Melody Lane, Las Vegas, NV 89108.
Dusty Buckel Enterprises,
Bank of America of West Sahara
routing - 122400724 - account # 501001703274
July 11, 2008 (7-11) at 7P to 11P Dusty's family of friends and associates are invited for a swim party, pot luck, with live entertainment. RSVP Darlene Mea @ firstname.lastname@example.org
For additional info please contact Darlene Mea – 702-227-8393 or 702-477-5110 – email@example.com
Saturday, July 05, 2008
I never worked with Kent Snyder and I never talked politics with him (unless you count the great Tele-Tubbie controversy of '98, which we discussed at length, since my son never went anywhere without his Tele-Tubbie in tow). I hadn't spoken with him (in person) since the Ron Paul presidential campaign began. But like all truly wonderful people, just the little contact I had with him touched me dearly.
I first met him in 1998 when my husband, Stewart, worked for Ron Paul.
Kent came on board to run Dr. Paul's Liberty Committee. He and Stewart quickly became friends, soon Kent was spending many a Friday evening having spaghetti with us in our tiny townhouse.
Working for a congressman, as many people know, is really an occupation best fit for a single person. But at the time of hubby's employ, we had a two year old, a baby on the way and me- a stay at home mom.
Obliviously, this was a difficult financial situation (despite the fact that Dr. Paul personally helped us out on many occasions).
I was nine months pregnant with baby two when our poor little Honda Accord with 200,000 miles on it finally blew. So Kent would show up early for spaghetti and drive us to the grocery store.
A couple of weeks later my friend and midwife flew into town to assist in my baby's homebirth. I thought I had everything I needed for the birth but afterward realized that I'd made a huge error.
As anyone who has had more than one child knows the afterpain of birth get worse with each baby-sometimes rivaling labor. Twenty minutes after the birth, I realized I needed like a gallon of Tylenol, I was in agony.
Within a hour, Kent arrived to greet baby Sedona and to present me with a giant bottle of Tylenol.
Kent joked that he looked over the store shelves tying to figure out the best one to get and thought to himself-Hmm -"Regular or extra strength? Well, huh, for childbirth-probably extra strength."
He was immediately my hero.
Years later my husband graduated from law school and Kent drove up from Virginia to Connecticut to attended the ceremony. He handed Stewart a beautiful congratulations card that was addressed to both of us saying -this is to both of you; because he never could of achieved this without you-words that still choke me up.
Through the years, I don't think we ever made a major life decision without consulting Kent.
We will miss you, Kent.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
I ran across this "lovely" article today. It makes me very very grateful that all my babies were born safe and sound at home.
I've copied the first part and linked to the rest.
Happily I have much nicer birthday stories to share with you all a bit later.
Not a happy birthday
Threatened, intimidated, bullied, violated: this is hospital birth as many mothers experience it. Amity Reed reports on the little-recognised crime of birth rape
When Lynsey* went into hospital to have her baby, she expected to leave a mother. After many hours of difficult labour and a wholly unexpected turn of events, she exited the building not only a mother but a victim of assault. Like thousands of other women, she was violated in the worst possible way when at her most vulnerable. What she had experienced was birth rape, and she would never be the same.
The idea of being raped while giving birth is difficult to imagine. In most people’s minds, rape means forced sexual intercourse where a penis is inserted, forcefully and without consent, into another person’s body. Some broaden that definition to include objects as well as body parts. But still, we often picture rape as an act of demented sexual anger and misogyny, perpetuated by sick individuals. In fact, rape is more frequently a display of power and control, a way to subjugate another human being. And it doesn’t just happen in dark alleyways, bedrooms tinged with the smell of alcohol and ‘mixed signals’, or in war zones. It can (and does) happen in some of the most respected and revered institutions in the land - hospitals.
A woman who is raped while giving birth does not experience the assault in a way that fits neatly within the typical definitions we hold true in civilised society. A penis is usually nowhere to be found in the story and the perpetrator may not even possess one. But fingers, hands, suction cups, forceps, needles and scissors… these are the tools of birth rape and they are wielded with as much force and as little consent as if a stranger grabbed a passer-by off the street and tied her up before having his way with her. Women are slapped, told to shut up, stop making noise and a nuisance of themselves, that they deserve this, that they shouldn’t have opened their legs nine months ago if they didn’t want to open them now. They are threatened, intimidated and bullied into submitting to procedures they do not need and interventions they do not want. Some are physically restrained from moving, their legs held open or their stomachs pushed on.Desperate for the attack to stop, she lashed out and tried to kick the woman away, only for another midwife to firmly hold her feet down
Lynsey, whom I met on an internet support group for birth trauma survivors, tells of how her midwife rammed a hand up into her vagina to manually dilate her cervix (a procedure that is very painful and ill-advised) because she had been up all night and was “tired of how long this was taking”. Even as Lynsey squirmed and screamed “No! Get off of me!” while dealing with the excruciating pain of another monster contraction, she was laughed at and mocked for being a “bigger baby than the one she was trying to push out”. Lynsey looked to her partner for support, but he just held her hand and whispered soothing words as the midwife continued to assault her genitals. Desperate for the attack to stop, she lashed out and tried to kick the woman away, only for another midwife to firmly hold her feet down. When the procedure didn’t speed things up satisfactorily enough for the staff on shift that night, Lynsey’s labour was declared as ‘failure to progress’ and she was rushed into theatre for what she feels was an unnecessary caesarean.
Lynsey said of the experience: “When the midwife ripped off her blood-stained glove after she had finished with me and threw it on the floor in disgust, I felt as if she had completely discarded my dignity as well. I went numb, unable to speak for the remainder of the labour, remembering the disgust in her eyes when my body and my behaviour didn’t match her expectations. To then be cut open felt like punishment for not being a ‘good girl’ and complying.”Violating and abusing patients into submission to make things simpler for health care professionals is not an acceptable excuse, no matter how many hours they’ve been on shift
As a result of this trauma, Lynsey suffered from post traumatic stress disorder and tokophobia (fear of childbirth). She became deeply depressed, had nightmares and flashbacks, trouble bonding with her son, and her marriage nearly broke down because her husband couldn’t acknowledge that she was raped by the midwife and he had stood by while it happened. He begged her to stop calling it rape and to let it go, get on with her life. As so many new mothers can attest, any anger, sadness or disappointment expressed about the birth is usually swept under the rug. Everyone says: “Yes, but it’s all in the past now. You have a healthy baby and that’s all that matters.” As if the woman who endured the birthing experience was merely a passive observer, the emotionless vehicle through which the baby arrived.
After two years of therapy, medication and joining a support group with other women who have experienced severe trauma and mistreatment during childbirth, Lynsey is finally starting to heal but will never forget the humiliation and degradation she suffered at the hands of a medical team hell-bent on forcing her to submit. Every time she looks at her caesarean scar she remembers how frightened, violated and alone she felt. But she’s tired of keeping quiet and wants other women to know, especially those who campaign to end violence against women, that rape can and does happen to women giving birth and that it’s no less serious than those crimes fitting the more accepted definition. More and more women are coming forward and sharing their stories but it’s still a tiny proportion of those who have been assaulted. Even more so than ‘regular’ rape victims, these women feel they won’t be believed and will be ridiculed. Going up against a rapist is scary enough, but when your rapist is a well-respected doctor or matronly midwife at an NHS hospital run by the British government, the odds of a successful complaint or criminal prosecution seem remote and insignificant.
So how in the world did we get to this point, where scores of women are being treated like slabs of meat on a butcher’s table or cogs in the machinery of a conveyor belt? We believe that western medicine is so advanced and our technology so incredible that we rarely stop to think about the effects they have on biological processes and people themselves. Some things are not meant to be tampered with too much and childbirth may be one of them. While we have been conditioned to believe that hospitals are the safest places to birth babies, studies show that the risks of infection are higher, maternal satisfaction with the experience is lower and maternal and infant mortality rates are the same or worse for low-risk mothers delivering in hospital as for those babies born at home to low-risk mothers.Women who experience rape or abuse in the maternity ward often plan for caesareans (which have their own, very real risks), terrified of going through the pain and degradation again, or forgoing hospitals altogether and birth their babies at home
Many are quick to state that without modern technology, women would be dying in droves like they did ‘in the old days’. While it is true that many women died during childbirth in decades and centuries past, there is more than just the absence of technology to account for that. Poor diet, the prevalence of infectious diseases and conditions such as rickets (a calcium and vitamin D deficiency) which can result in pelvic deformity, unhygienic living conditions, contaminated water, lack of antibiotics to treat infections, lack of blood supplies for successful transfusions and poorly informed birth attendants were more often than not the cause of death, not a lack of epidurals and electric foetal heart monitors.
The incidence of babies being too big to pass through a pelvis, getting truly stuck or being in such distress as to warrant a caesarean is much smaller than current advice would have us believe. At the moment, the caesarean rate is the highest it has ever been in the UK, at 23%. Considering that it was under 3% in the 1950s and 12% by 1991, such a huge leap in the past 15 years is alarming. While caesareans are a necessary means of delivery for the small percentage of births that truly require them (the World Health Organization and NICE guidelines recommend a rate of no more than 10-15% in any country) and should be celebrated when used appropriately and in the right circumstances, too many are performed for reasons the medical professionals are not keen to admit - lack of space and beds, lack of staff and resources to support a woman through a vaginal birth and the rising concern with covering themselves from a legal standpoint. When the slightest drop in heart rate or a long labour sends the surgeon scrambling for a knife, is that progress? Or has the medicalisation of birth gone too far?
Monday, May 26, 2008
This photo has been around the internet a few times but is certainly very appropriate for today.
If you are unable to read the captions it says-
"This is my friend Steve, saying bye to his brother who is off to Iraq.
And this is my same friend, months later, at his brother's funeral, saying bye for the last time."
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Says to return to gold standard(sound familiar?),for the government to butt out of homeschoolers lives and much to the dismay of the McCain camp; to dump the MCCAIN Feingold Act.
Rumor has it that McCain's camp & the RNC are PISSED!
That is ALWAYS a good day!
Dear Hubby was on the platform committee. He says his part was small but he can be very persuasive.
He was raised around motivational speakers and reverends-no wonder he's a lawyer.
He's the only person I know who can talk about the power of the jury (yes, that's right- the right to jury nullification is on there too) and bring a tear to your eye.
He's a copy of the now infamous platform, but please click the read more link to hubby's blog as he has a first hand account on how it all went down.
We believe that government is instituted solely to secure the life, liberty and property of the citizens of the country, that the Declaration of Independence defines the philosophical foundation of the country, that the Constitution of the United States is the basic law governing the existence and operation of the U.S. Federal Government and the first ten amendments describe its limits, and , as Thomas Jefferson said, that the government that governs least governs best.
Federalism & Limited Government
1. We support less government, less taxes, less regulation and more self determination.
2. All legislation, Federal Agencies, and public servants must adhere to a literal interpretation of the U.S. Constitution and as instructed by the Tenth Amendment, in conjunction with Article I, Section 8.
3. We recognize the importance of the national values expressed by our flag, anthem, pledge-of-allegiance and other patriotic symbols that define us as a nation and we believe that the words, “in GOD we trust,” should remain on our currency and the words “under God” should remain in our Pledge of Allegiance.
Taxes and Government Spending
4. We support reform of Social Security, including establishment of private retirement accounts and prohibiting use of its funds for any other purpose. All citizens shall have the right to opt out of the system, but the government must honor its commitments to those who have paid, are legally in the U.S., and remain in the system. We oppose Nationalization of Healthcare.
5. We urge the Nevada Legislature to cut spending and avoid new taxes to encourage strong economic growth. We support the Nevada Constitutional Requirement of a 2/3 majority legislative vote to raise state taxes. We support balanced state, local and federal budgets. We oppose unfunded mandates, Riders, Ear-marks and Set-asides at both the state and national level. We support the permanent elimination of the Federal Death Tax.
6. We support a strong private minerals industry. We support the Nevada Mining Association endorsed reform of the 1872 mining law and strongly oppose any laws, regulations, ordinances or any other legally binding actions that diminish the ability of the minerals industry to discover and or access minerals and mine them.
7. Fires are increasing because of the lack of livestock grazing. Therefore, livestock grazing shall be increased immediately on Federal Lands.
8. We support a parent’s right to choice in education including vouchers, charter schools, and home schooling. We also support the elimination of the U.S. Dept. of Education. We further oppose requiring licensure for parents who choose to home school. We support the elimination of the No Child Left Behind law and require the State of Nevada to replace the No Child Left Behind concept.
9. We affirm the sanctity of human life and the inherent dignity of each human being from conception to death and oppose cloning complete human beings. We support the private development of adult stem cell research and we support all efforts to stop human trafficking. We support the definition of marriage as only between one man and one woman.
10. We support initiatives to maximize the development of America’s domestic oil, gas, coal, solar, wind, geothermal, and nuclear resources, and the development of alternative sources of energy to reduce the nation’s dependence on foreign oil. We support granting local government more authority in decision-making regarding water rights within their jurisdiction.
11. We demand the repeal of the Bipartisan Campaign Reform Act of 2002 and reaffirm the right of free political speech. We support legislation to require full disclosure of all donations made to political candidates.
12. We support the repeal of the Federal Reserve Act and the return of the power of minting and coining money to the Congress of the United States as so stated in the Constitution. In addition we demand a return to a gold and/or silver backed currency as provided for in the U.S. Constitution.
13. We demand that electronic voting only be allowed when uniquely numbered receipts are provided to the voter and results are made publicly available showing simultaneously all votes comprising the total by receipt number.
The Litigation Crisis
14. We believe in informing juries that it is their power and duty to decide on both the law and the facts as they apply to each case so that justice is the main priority. We support election of judges.
15. We welcome legal immigrants from all nations, cultures and races. We demand strict enforcement of all immigration laws by all levels of government. We demand that the federal government secure our borders. We do not support amnesty, government benefits or other special treatment for aliens who have or will enter the United States illegally. We support English as the official language of the United States and the printing of government materials in English only.
National Defense and Veteran's Affairs
16. We support all of our men and women in the military who are serving both in the United States and around the world and the missions of all U.S. troops around the world. Be they active duty, National Guard, or reservist, they have our highest admiration and respect. We support honoring veterans with education benefits and we support a strong Veterans Administration subject to strong oversight and audit, to assure veterans and families receive the care and support as promised.
Constitution, Bill of Rights and Protection of Rights
17. We believe that the First Amendment to the Constitution was intended to prevent a state-sponsored religion rather than a separation of God from public life. We affirm that the Second Amendment protects an individual right which should be enforced as strictly as the rights protected by the First Amendment.
18. We support repealing the Patriot Act and the Military Commissions Act. We support repeal of the federal act requiring a national ID card or other required identity papers providing government with “big brother” intrusion into constitutional freedoms.
US Sovereignty & trade
19. We support the withdrawal of the United States from the United Nations.
20. We oppose Federal legislation regarding public lands including wilderness in Nevada counties unless approved by the county.
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Thursday, April 24, 2008
The great philosophers Beavis and Butthead were basking in greatness when they put their somewhat over-sized philanthropistic minds together and collaborated what is now a staple doctrine in great thinkers the world over;
that all things great and small, known and unknown, imperative to our survival or insignificant to all, can be summarized, allocated and categorized into two simple and yet somehow beautiful groups;
Cool and Suck
or The C.S. Doctrine.
I might note there is also a very rare somewhat mythical, almost sacrosanct category that, as far I know, the great minds themselves only used to revere the venerable Johnny Cash, the category is titled;
This is the coolest thing I have ever seen.
They’re have been other sightings of this bestowal but the aforementioned anointment is the only one I have personally witnessed.
Most of you know from reading either this or my hubby’s blog that my kids are heavily involved in mixed martial arts; jiu jitsu, Thai boxing, wrestling and western boxing.
These are the only martial arts that have made it to the cool list.
While my oldest child loves this stuff,
and my five year old thinks it's cool,
my nine year old daughter absolutely lives and breathes and counts the seconds until her next opportunity to tap out anyone who is unlucky enough to to get paired up with her.
I say, paired up, because the volunteers to roll with her are getting fewer.
I have even had kids come up to me and say. Can you tell her not to do so many arms bars? Tell her to switch off with more chokes, my arm is getting sore.
She loves this stuff but I think it’s because she is so amazing at. She’s a natural wrestler, and I am not exaggerating or even using a parents eyes-just using plain logic when I say that she will most likely be a member of the first Olympic submission wrestling team, on track (if all goes well) to come about around 2016 or 2020.
It is with this backdrop that I give you the first of my categorical divisions.
(I couldn't find a photo-but the above portrait is a close rendition)
He has been a wrestling coach in Polson, Montana since at least the early 1800s, possibly the 1700s. Wrestling is a big big deal in Montana. With no Pro teams and the nearest college teams a hundred miles away, at
least, from most towns, the citizenry of God's country actually show up to Jr. High meets to root for their town.
Coach Owen runs a wrestling camp. It runs for 6 weeks, it’s an after school thing for like three hours a day. It's not part of the school system so it was awesome for us (we're homeschoolers). My son had already done a three day version of it taught by two of the ancient couch's sons, designed for older kids- but this upcoming “camp” was open to kids even younger than my daughter. She had already watched all of my son’s class and she was literally chomping at the bit to get in there.
There was a month or so between the two events and my daughter made a calender for the sole purpose of counting down the days. We had singed up with Coach Owen's sons. We arrived at the camp with my son wishing he could do something else for the day and my daughter almost jumping up and down.
"Sorry no girls," Said the senior Owen."It’s just too demeaning to the boys to lose to a girl."
Of course, we stormed out and took both kids.
And with that, I induct Coach Owen, the senior, onto the suck list.Coach Bob Owen; Suck
And just to add a little Ying to the Yang. I’d like to induct a wresting coach onto the cool list - even bordering on the mythical coolest ever list.
The following coach is known all over the country as absolutely rocking cool. This coach let my daughter (and all the other girls he coaches) roll with the boys.
He treats the women and girls he coaches with absolute respect and takes his sport seriously. Also, having met his dad and witnessed both of them coach Jason's nephew and niece I can tell you, that the apple doesn't fall far, his family is cool too.
Coach Jason Townsend; Cool
Also on the cool list, Coach Uly Gomez for letting the girls roll and for treating all the kids with respect and putting a lot of time and effort into his coaching.
Coach Uly Gomez; Cool
Also, from the dark side of jiu jitsu, I induct Marc Laimon, for cornering nine year old kids with every bit the same enthusiasm he coaches bald headed, tattooed, fighters.
Dark Lord Marc Laimon; Cool
Many more cool and suck awardees are coming but for now I'd just like to thank the scholars Beavis and Butthead and I'd also like to end with a quote I ran across.
“A child is not a vase to filled but a fire to be lit”-anonymous
Did someone say, fire?
Fire Fire FIRE
Monday, April 07, 2008
For some it's a way of filling time when they are too lazy to create new stuff (this is me) or when they realize they've created so much stuff that when they go looking for one of their favorite creations they can't find it,in the endless pile of crap (this is also me).
Please don't do anything unnatural with the above two photos, like set them as desktop backgrounds on your co-workers computer.
I hope to fall in the middle somewhere.
Eventually, this post will find a permanent home off to the side of my blog but I suppose that would be a bit redundant whilst it rests at the top of my page.
And with that intro I give to you,
This was a spurred on by an article (about the media) that I linked to but turned into a bona- fide rant and rave -I didn't know I had such subconscious issues with Katie Couric.
Art Scott and the flying Refriderator
This is just what the title says; a personal story about a friend who got back at his boss in a most unusual way.
A post that began as an article on making kick-ass bread but turned out to be something more. For the most obvious of reasons, it is my most Googled post.
If you have not heard of him or his story; please read this post.
You'll never see it in the mainstream press.
This story has been so underreported that I have actually received emails from reporters living in Mr. Fincher's town, simply because they can't dig up much more than my blog post.
My rant against male bashing
I was reading and posting on a horrible story concerning a father being threated with jail for waving at his daughters.
And the more I posted the more irritated I became; that we live in a society which considers fathers to be second class parents.
The result from my tantrum is still probably my favorite post.
A meme I was tagged with- a little about me. Stories I've even forgotten about from my life; including a drive by shooting and a ghost story.
Thankfulness-not what you think.
I refuse to elaborate on this one-you'll just have to click.
Trying to train in mixed martial arts, as a woman, in the early nineties-you would have thought it was 1893.
The story of my husband's journey from poverty to Yale grad.
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