Light the Fire! Catch the Fire!

October 24, 2007 at 9:20 pm (Uncategorized)

Well, folkses, my political fire is lit. I am declarting my candidacy for the office of delegate to the 2008 Republican National Convention from the State at Large.

While I am determined to get Ron Paul on the ballot for President, I will remain uncommitted on the primary ballot so voters can have an open, unprejudiced mind. I think.

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Oh how I love Ron Paul

October 23, 2007 at 9:22 pm (Uncategorized)

I seriously do love Ron Paul. I wish I had money to give him but alas, this is not the case.

Someone on the Alabama Ron Paul email list posted this video. You can also find it on Lew Rockwell’s site. If you’ve watched any of the GOP debates on any channel, you’ll get it.

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Day-old baklavaaaaaah…and injury update!

October 22, 2007 at 7:33 pm (Uncategorized)

On Saturday, a family we have met through our little faith community came to pick my kids up for a sleepover (the girls stayed but my son ended up really wanting to come home–he missed his bed). So my Realtor girlfriend picked me up and we trekked to Whole Foods, way out in Mountain Brook…and then we put our perishable itmes in one of those thermal bags and headed to the Pita Stop.

I tell you what. Never have I tasted such luscious kafta and tangy dressing. And the hummus was the right consistency for dipping. And the rice was tender and it was like eating mom’s cooking (if I were Lebanese, that is).

Middle Eastern and Mediterranean are my favorite food types. I could really eat them all day long. And just a couple of weekends ago I got my injured husband to accompany me to the Purple Onion *and* to Ali Baba.

I feel like I’m making headway in the food world here. It’s not steak but he’s still going there.

A note about the husband: he is driving a rental car, but our insurance company is screwing with us and so we don’t know when we can actually purchase the car we want, which is sitting patiently in Nashvegas, waiting for a handsome Chinese guy who really wants a BMW 3-series. The ortho (same one who did the titanium plate in his clavicle back in January) says his fracture isn’t healed but he can drive if he feels comfortable. I think it was less comfort and more wanting to get out of the freaking house and away from us all that pushed him to want to drive. He also has some damage to his PCL, which I am just learning about.

Should be a fun recovery for all. But as he says, at least he’s not dead.

Aside: have you watched the new The Price Is Right? I know, most of you have jobs and such that keep you away from the soul-sucker that is daytime television. But Drew Carey is frickin’ awesome.

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BMW me up, Joi

October 14, 2007 at 2:22 am (Uncategorized)

Since we are having a kid-free weekend, the hubster and I thought it would be good to check out the BMWs at Tom Williams. They’re always jerks to us there. Perhaps we look like we have no money to spend on their precious metals. Anywho, while all the jerky male salesfolk were inside watching football instead of helping my hubster choose his next dream car (though a Certified Pre-Owned, and under 30k), a fabulous woman came out and was awesome. Her name is Joi Coke. I hope we end up buying from her because she is really spot-on. Of course, it’s about money in the end, and since we’re paying a considerable amount of cash down on the car and financing as little as possible–well, we may be buying this car from New Jersey instead.

I talked my husband into going to eat at Ali Baba tonight, too. I was proud of him for trying new things.

The gorgeous weather topped it all off. Fabulous.

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O Katie Nakamura, Where Art Thou?

October 8, 2007 at 3:28 pm (Uncategorized)

Today’s Birmingham News carries a letter from Katie Nakamura in Homewood. You can click on the title link and scroll to the bottom to read the letter in its entirety (“Christians must support each other”).

I want here to call attention to her wisdom. She says, “We fail to examine our own motivations, so often filled with petty ambitions and defensiveness. We also fail to honor the good intent and prayerful decisions made by those who may disagree with us. We forget God’s goodness means much more than simply ‘correctness,’ and that Jesus was after much bigger things than righteous indignation.”

Amen, sister.

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it’s bittersweet….

October 6, 2007 at 4:16 am (Uncategorized)

(yes, if you’re wondering, that’s the title to my favorite Big Head Todd & the Monsters song)

Since my husband can’t go on the Cub Scout trip to sleep on the USS Alabama, my dad has arranged for my hellion brother to teach his Sunday school class that week so he can take my little Wolf Cub.

When I converse with other parents–people I like, mind you–who drop scouting in favor of football, I am reminded of why we choose for our son to be a Cub Scout over other things. I know he gets ribbed and ragged on by some of the other boys who play football and baseball (baseball players apparently think they’re tough guys). But when it comes down to it, his dad and I have put our desire for his building good character above the desire for some kind of glory he might get for being a great athlete.

Truth be told, he is a good athlete. He can ride his bicycle on the hills in our neighborhood, and if you know our neighborhood then you know that’s no small feat. He can hike and swim and run. He can put up a tent and cook stuff over a fire (well, mostly he likes to burn it and feed it to the dog, but still). He can do basic first aid and knows the proper way to display, fold, unfold, present, and dispose of the American flag. He can sing the Star-Spangled Banner.

And he doesn’t pick on boys who can’t do those things, or boys who don’t wear Under Armour.

As a sports fan, I feel conflicted sometimes. People say, “you just have to balance it out with other stuff.” But I don’t see balance. I see boys in elementary school who have football four nights a week and don’t get in bed before nine or ten on school nights. In second grade is it really your kid’s desire to have football four nights a week so no one in his family can participate in anything else? Or is it the parents’ hope that something might become of that?

Of course, in this same vein, I am seriously contemplating pulling my youngest out of dance at this place we put her in this year. I can’t take it. They don’t even require their dancers to study ballet–the foundation of tap, jazz, hip hop, and theater dance–along with the other forms of dance. I really shudder at the thought of my little Monkeytoes being on a high school dance team some day when she could be on Broadway or dancing with a professional company.

In my own way I am a snob. I wonder why someone would choose contact sports for their kids in lieu of scouting, mountain biking, backpacking, and piano lessons. In lieu of having evenings at home, Saturdays where you make your own plans and someone doesn’t schedule them for you.

Don’t give me the whole “team sports help you learn to work as a team” line. Because I did enough group projects in elementary school to know you learn to work together because you have the desire to do so.

That said, the UK-Carolina game last night nearly made me sick. I am hoping for a better showing from Auburn this weekend. Just as long as my kid isn’t getting his head smashed in.

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