Gone baby gone. . .

A new song for my life soundtrack

The Mountain Goats performing 'This Year' Video by Ned - MySpace Video

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In the past 24 hours. . .

I have had to deal with-

screaming meltdown fit from hell from Precious

e mail from new department outlining why I may not get funding for Spring. . .pesky little therapy schedule for autistic son!

Sent troubled son. . .that would be the legal definition of troubled- complete with court dates- off to boot camp in hopes of "turning his life around" and "learning good decision making skills" and all sorts of other wonderful things. . .

Wondering if I should cancel the vacay if I do have to give up funding. . .

logging on to my oasis Facebook. . .to find crowing and hooting about songs for infants that include lyrics about "white men" making moms leave children alone and eating the feet off people. . .What the hell?

Seriously? Was today necessary?

Raising Satan

As the mother of the most politically INCORRECT beings, white men that is, I continue to struggle with the reflexive and automatic de facto prejudice and personal attacks on my sons every day. . .from people who claim they want "diversity" and "equality" no less. . .it can be very disheartening to say the least.

The worst part? It seems this could actually become the DEFAULT setting on the world view in my sons lifetime! $%#@ white men! Hold THEM back- Keep THEM out. . .and the new world order, one predicated on tolerance and acceptance. . .cannot cheer loud enough for this new world order. . .with the tacit "GIVE THEM A TASTE OF THEIR OWN MEDICINE" wafting from the fray, how hypocritical and false these situation make diversity seem!


My children do not need a taste of any medicine, and as human beings they have the right to their successes, and to their pride. As their mother, I will continue to take exception to the blanket "men are evil" crap and meet it head on. . .you have been warned. Stereotypes, prejudices and discrimination. . .all wrong, all the time. . .when used to decide who should be included and who should be excluded. . .

All hail, wise people of all colors and genders. . .lay off my children, haters!

Mondays. . .

I have been keeping a log of my "child care duties and routines" and thought today was a very good example of why I am always tired,

8am- Snuggle time is over. . .Precious wants his breakfast! Time to get everyone up and fed
8:30am- Dance class for Mom
9:30am- Cocoa's playground group
11am- Butter's swimming lessons
11:30am- Pick up Cocoa
11:45am- Pick up Butter
Noon- Lunch
1pm- Swimming Lessons for Cocoa, Butter's Playground group
1:45pm- pick up Cocoa, supper prep
4pm- pick up Butter work on scholarship
5:30pm- Tennis Cocoa
6pm- Supper
6:45pm- Pick up Cocoa, drop Butter off for tennis
8pm- Pick up Butter
9pm Showers and bedtime routines- stories and medication
10pm ish- Dog walking, stuffed TOC, and dissertation proposal, some reading. . .maybe TV. . .but not usually TV. . .
Midnightish- Lights out for mom, sooner if the book holds little interest for a tired mom, later if the book proves interesting. . .or if I hit on an idea for the proposal. . .
Precious opted out of Camp this morning, so he is riding along with me on the Summer Activity Shuttle. . .
Night night. . .love bedtime!

Sigh, gotta go get Cocoa!

Expecting this. . .

Sigh. . .

Hoping for this. . .

For our vacation. . .but for the price.. . .??? NOT holding my breath!