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3/21/11

Save the Children: Mothers Helping Mothers




We watched it live on television. Safe and dry.

We knew where our children were. We may have even complained about a mess, paused for a tickle and hug, or wondered how we'd get them picked up from school and to their extracurriculars, yet manage to get a decent supper on the table.

We tweeted our thoughts. We prayed for the safety of those affected.

In time, we managed to carry on with our regular routine.

But....

Our next-door neighbors did not have such a luxury. It is estimated that as many as 100,000 children have been displaced because of the earthquake and resulting tsunami that devastated parts of Japan. Due to the mid-afternoon disaster, many children were in school when the devastation struck. As horrific as it may be, imagine for one moment that it was you. Would you hope that someone would help?

Today, my fellow Mothers and I are urging you to make a difference in the lives of the earthquake victims, save the children and reunite families.

Post, tweet, donate.

 Let's stick together and help our mothers in need.  Save the Children.

Tweets can be directed to @SavetheChildren or RT @savethechildren Please donate to our #Japan #Earthquake #Tsunami 'Children in Emergency Fund' http://bit.ly/h1PgYu #HelpJapan


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3/20/11

Why Brothers Fight: Stream of Consciousness Sunday

#SOCsunday
Stream of Consciousness Sunday [str-ee-m • uf  • cons-shun-ness • sun-day] - noun
1. The clearing one's mind through a writing exercise.
2. An uninhibited list or post of one's thinking process.






Rules:
1. Set timer for 5 minutes.
2. Write. Keep it raw and unedited.
3. No one judges on spelling or grammar errors.
4. Link back on Fadra's page as she is our hostess with the mostess.
5. Follow the other participants.

Let's do this!

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The kids are officially on spring break. For the next two weeks. And while this was an event normally I would cherish, that was before I started working from home. I have a new client that demands a lot of my time. A LOT. And while that is good and all, forty-million calls a day and two whiny boys does not mix well.

Case in point. Just now they come in complaining because one was kicking the other's bike. Really? You are bothering me for this mundane crap? Back in my day, we took care of it. We didn't go whining to mom or dad because someone was bothering us.

I have tried and tried and tried and tried to get them to understand that they aren't toddlers anymore and they have got to learn to work out their differences and walk away. It doesn't seem to faze them in the least. They come whining to me and then when I handle it, they are both mad. It's a lose- lose all around.

Open door. Close door. Open door. Close door. It is going to be a long two weeks.

I used to think their sole mission in  life was to but and torture each other. I now think they torture each other to in effect, torture ME.



3/14/11

Teaching Kindness, Common Courtesy, and Chivalry

How hard is it to be nice?


 Last week, I read this post by Crissy regarding common courtesy, or the apparent lack there of.

In it, she is specific about courtesies that should be extended to pregnant women. Here is my comment on her post:





OH wow. You have touched on one of my major pet peeves.
There does seem to be an extinction in terms of common courtesy, not just for pregnant women, but EVERYWHERE.
And, hello? I live in the South. It’s supposed to be all about the Southern Hospitality and what-have-you.

I have three kids. Two of which are boys. While I am trying to teach the girl (practically a woman) about equality for women, I am also trying to instill a sense of chivalry in my boys. The bottom line for all three is that you have to give respect to get it. So we are all about the niceties…giving up a seat for a lady/adult, holding the door for those walking behind, please, thank you, sir and ma’am.

Great post. I hope everyone reads this.

Maybe it is mostly women that are noticing a lack of courtesies given that all the commenters had basically the same thing to say.

(I would like to add that Crissy commented directly to me stating that her husband is deeply chivalrous. So, the men know. This just underlines the fact that chivalry is NOT dead.

Yesterday, I went to a local walk-in-only hair salon (and I use the term "salon" loosely) to get haircuts. It was packed as apparently the warm weather forces everyone to decide grooming needs to be taken care immediately.

Of course the warm weather wasn't our reasoning rather than I had simply procrastinated. If I have learned nothing else, all other hair-related services will be taken care of when the weather is the worst.
Chivalry is NOT dead!

In this particular location, there are only nine chairs available in the waiting area. Once the three of us sat down, only one chair remained. It wasn't a minute before a woman and her three daughters walked in. So, in trying to teach a lesson, I asked my boys to move to another area to stand.

The elder looked at me like I was crazy.

(Clearly, I have been doing a good job)

After they moved, I told the mother of the girls that they could sit by me. The mother replied, "Oh. You don't have to do that."

"Yes,Ma'am, I do. It's okay. I am teaching my boys that a gentlemen gives up his seat for a lady. Chivalry may be endangered, but I am attempting to bring it back."


The strange thing is that after I said it, I felt guilty. Not because of the values I am trying to instill in my boys, but for the three grown men that may have heard me. As if they would think I was nuts or trying to judge them. I would also like to add that I did speak nicely without any increase in volume or attitude.

After I finished getting the second-worse* hair cut ever, I was standing at the counter to pay when a man was leaning in and whispering to the "stylist" that chopped hacked off unmercifully laughed later behind my back cut my hair. She told him, "No, I can't do that," and he walked away, but not in a huff.

His question to her? "If I give you $20, can I cut these people in line?"

I bet his mom would be  proud.

Have you witnessed or been subject to any acts of chivalry or at the very least common courtesy? Am I crazy for trying to teach my children to respect our fellow travelers on this spinning rock?

*The worst haircut ever would unfortunately be awarded to Sara, as she mentioned in the comment section of this post.

Photos: courtesy of Google.


3/13/11

Snoring Husband Makes for a Fun Evening : Stream of Consciousness Sunday

#SOCsunday
Although I missed it last week, I am totally on board this week with Fadra's Stream of Consciousness Sunday. I need to set up an alert or something....

At any rate, the plan is simple:
  • Set the timer for five minutes.
  • WRITE. 
  • No editing, no spell check, no correcting. 
  • Hit publish. 
  • Link entry back to on All.Things.Fadra: Our always fashionable, undeniably hilarious, gracious hostess.
On my mark, get set, GO:
I can't believe that for once I am glad that Big Daddy is snoring. Had he not started in about four seconds after he turned over, I may not have come down stairs on gotten on the computer. Which is odd anyway becquse the plan was to watch "House," and/ or read my book until I got sleepy. I thought getting on the computer would be bad. Oh well got to strike when the iron is hot.

Today was a crappy day. Why were the boys in such good moods yet so annoying at the same time. And to see the look on their faces when I told them that they had to wash the supper dishes. PRICELESS. And they did a good job too.

I only have one more week until they are on Spring Break. I have got to get a TON of work done in case I am not all that productive come next week. And then BD is off the following week with them---heaven help us all.

I noticed when I looked in the mirror for the umpteenth time if my hair was as bad as I imagined. I can't image what that hair stylist was thinking when she gave me this hair cute that looks like Dorothy Hammel and Lord Font Le Roy had a baby. Upon closer inspection, it looks like she jacked it up further by not cutting it evenly. Or perhaps it was from me pulling on the strands willing it to grow out already......

3/9/11

Book Review: Room by Emma Donoghue

Because I don't have enough things in my life to keep me occupied, when I went to the library last week to return the two books I couldn't manage to read in the three weeks allotted, I was pulled by some unknown force to pick up a book that I had been wanting to read since Jennifer Weiner wrote about it on her blog.

(Just so there is no confusion, I am not friends with Jennifer Weiner. It is very likely she doesn't know I exist. I just happen to have liked her facebook fan page, read her blog, have her website bookmarked, and follow her on twitter.)

(But in case you wondering, she is my favorite author. I have read everything she has written to date. Plus she has a new book out in July! And a show coming to ABC Family!)

So if my BFF, Jennifer Weiner recommended a book, I knew it was a must-read.

Finally, after months of waiting, I was able to get my hands on a copy of Room by Emma Donoghue. Because of the popularity of the book, the library had a seven-day borrow on it rather than the regular twenty-one. Well, I accepted the challenge.

Room is a fictional account of a mother and son that is imprisoned in an eleven-by-eleven outbuilding. The story was inspired by Ms. Donoghue after reading the 2008 news accounts of the Austrian father who held his daughter captive.

Interestingly, the story is told from the point of view of Jack, the five-year-old. His observations about his world around him and his interaction with his mother kept me captivated and unable to put the book down. Although completely sheltered from what we know as the world, Jack has the extraordinary ability to teach us what it is like to truly live and to love.

I laughed. I cried. I dreamed about Jack. Room was a rich read, written in such a unique voice, it will stay with me for quite some time. This is a book to put on your must-read list.

Just tell 'em that Jen and I recommended it.

photo credit: goodreads.com

Disclaimer: I was not compensated for this post. I read the aforementioned book by my own accord and all opinions are my own.

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