If you like Stephanie Meyer you will like

Robin McKinley (Sunshine has a lot in common with this series)
Charlaine Harris
Peter Dickinson (Eve, King & Joker) (also, he's married to Robin McKinley)


I bought New Moon. It's official, I'm addicted.

I know one or another of you told me

About Stephanie Meyer, but DAMN!!! Why didn't anyone TELL me about Stephanie Meyer?

Question: do I now buy the whole rest of the series at once? Or do I pretend like I have will power and buy them one at a time?

11/11

It always strikes me as odd that my county's schools don't close on this day, that the many defense contractors I've worked for don't close on this day. That this state, with the largest military cemetary in the country, doesn't observe Veteran's Day nearly as visibly as my native state does.

Throughout the last 6 years, there has not been a day that goes by without my thinking of the people who are wearing the uniform of our nation, fighting our wars. I hope that they come home safely. And for those that have returned, and for their families, and for the families of those who have not returned, and for the families of those who will never return, I give my thanks, my respect, and my hope that we do better by you.

A long time ago

What_Year
Originally uploaded by Mystery Mommy

I was a princess for Halloween.










And this year, I was again.

Lesson learned

Don't hold a political victory party in a sports bar. The speeches compete with the sound for the football games and the sports fans cheer in the wrong places.

There were a TON of Obamaniacs there, though.

Saturday!

Alright! Let's get out there and knock on some d...

Oh.

Wait.

That's right.

We WON!

It's not all chocolate and buttercups

So many others have already talked about this, more eloquently than I ever could and more personally...

Just as many Webb voters in Virginia also voted for the horrible anti-gay marriage amendment two years ago, many Obama voters in Florida, California, and Arizona voted for similar bans.

How could they? How could people simultaneously vote for a man whose focus is on bringing us all together and vote for Jim Crow?

I am also disappointed that Arkansas banned adoptions by unmarried couples but more people voted AGAINST this ban than voted FOR Obama.

All I can offer as a hopeful thought is this: young voters, both Democrat and Republican voted overwhelmingly against these bans. And Connecticut voted for equality. And what S said.

Which reminds me...

Remember when I wrote this?

Aren't you glad we stuck it out?

Props also to my mom and to you

My mom lives in NY, as y'all know. She made calls to PA and OH every day and went down to PA to register voters. I'm so proud!

I'm proud to know all of you, too. Proud of the work you all did and the votes you all cast. You inspired me with the things you wrote. There are many of you who I kept in my thoughts all day yesterday -- including one who voted for McCain but who will be helped enormously by the proposed healthcare policies of Obama.

I hope those proposals become reality.

Hugs and kisses

WE WON!!!!!

The precinct I ran.
The district MS is the Supervisor of.
Our county.
Our State.


The whole ball of wax.


I feel like I'm made of champagne. Happiness is just bubbling out of me. I love that all the work we did, the walking and the calling and the sample-balloting really showed.

Today...

Last night 100,000 people showed up for Obama in Manassas.

This morning the line was already out the door and around the corner and around the other corner when I got to the polls at 0530.

Most people on that line wanted the Democratic sample ballot.

I've had enough staff all day to be able to take two quick breaks.

The Republicans finally sent more people. They're all standing clumped up near the door. My folks are spread out in the parking lot. We're not missing a single person.

General observation: Democrats vote early in the morning and are willing to wait on line. Republicans vote in the middle of the morning.

It's only rained a little bit, I hope it stays dry for the rest of the day.

My feet hurt, but I'm pumped!!!

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow

Alaska and Arizona have our guy within the margin of error.

I don't believe it. I just don't believe it. I no longer believe any polls. They must all be wrong and we are going to lose.

I need another door to knock. I'm chewing my fingers to pieces.

Is it Wednesday yet?


GET OUT THERE AND VOTE!!!!

I. Am. Walked. Out.

I have knocked my last door. 80 plus today...I don't KNOW how many yesterday...maybe 90? I don't care.

I am tired.

Tired.

Obama had better win, is all I'm sayin'.

I'll be coordinating nearby precinct so I'll be there from 5:30 in the fireplacing morning until the polls close.

He'd better win.

And now, a PSA from Spielberg et al

This post is all about the Muffin Man

He knows about Santa Claus. A little girl in his class told him.

"Mommy, does Santa Claus exist?"
"What do you think honey?"
"I think it's you and Daddy."
"Well, you're right. But we do a pretty good job, don't we?"
"Yeah!....Can I be Santa too?"

My heart broke.


Every night, when brushing MM's teeth, I sing him a song that I made up. It's a little Elvis-y and MM loves it. I am thinking of singing it to Dr. Corndog, have him record it with guitars and all and make it a billion-dollar children's hit.

Also, most nights I sing to MM after the lights are out. I have a little repetoire for him to choose from: The Star-Spangled Banner; O What a Beautiful Morning; People Will Say We're in Love; Somewhere Over the Rainbow; My Johnny Was a Shoemaker; or A Few of My Favorite Things (this last one gets sung ala Ethel Merman - cracks him up to the point of hiccups). MM was overwhelmed, as I was, by the sound of over 30,000 people singing The Star-Spangled Banner and saying the Pledge of Allegience at the Obama Rally (I'm sorry, I can't get through one post without the election creeping in!)

I need a break

Today and tomorrow, I'm straightening the house (changing sheets and towels and vacuuming and making sure the bathroom is sparkly) for the campaigner we're hosting. And aside from that, I'm not doing any campaigning until Saturday.

I am tired.

Write to Marry

Crunchy Granola, along with a host of other people, is writing about the right to marry today.

Twelve and a half years ago, on a misty day, MS and I were married by a judge who wore bright red barn boots. We were married at my mom's house, in a big tent, with our family and friends around us.

There was no religious component to our wedding. We wrote our own vows, exchanged rings, and signed the paper. Love made that misty day sunshine-y and beautiful.

There was nothing about our wedding (except, perhaps the clothes we wore) that would have been different if we had been two women or two men instead of a man and a woman. There is nothing about our marriage (except, perhaps the way we conceived our child) that would be different if we were two women or two men instead of a man and a woman.

We are a white man and a white woman married to each other and living in Virginia. If we were a bi-racial couple 40 years ago, our marriage would not have been legal in the state we live in. If we were a same-sex couple now, our marriage would not be legal in most states, including the state we live in.

In the same way that it was wrong to out-law bi-racial marriages, it is wrong to out-law same-sex marriages. A marriage should be a union between two adults who love each other.

If you live in California, vote NO on Prop 8.

An invitation

If you live in my area of VA, or in nearby MD, or DC, would you like to come walking with me this weekend?

I've got a baby-sitter to take care of MM both days and will be walking from 10-6 Saturday and Noon-6 Sunday. It's a GOTV for Obama walk-a-thon! How many doors can we knock this weekend? If it rains, how many calls can we make?

If you live in solidly blue MD or DC, come on out to our (now) purple state and help turn VA blue!!!



Also, if you can take the day off on Election Day, come on out to the precinct I'm heading and help me hand out sample ballots. Or go to the nearby HQ and help make calls to GOTV! Or, if you're a lawyer, go and Protect the Vote. Genevieve's doing it!

We are all Californians

VOTE NO ON PROP 8

Today was a perfect day for walking

T-shirt weather! I picked up another volunteer and id'd at least a dozen strong Obama voters.

Next weekend is going to be reminding friendly voters to get to the polls. If you've never walked or called, next weekend is the best time to do it. Friendly calls, lots of excitement!

What an Obama Volunteer does when it rains

"Hi! I'm your neighbor, Mystery Mommy and I'm volunteering for the Obama campaign. I'm calling today to ask YOU to volunteer too! Only tennine days left until Election Day! There are a ton of volunteering opportunities from making phone calls like I'm doing right now, to door knocking on nice days, to bringing food to the local headquarters to feed the phone-banks! I could also use folks to help me hand out sample ballots on Election Day at YourVotingPrecinct! Can we count on your help?"

I got 1213 out of the nearly 100 I called. And one at the kids birthday party I attended.

I am DANGEROUS.



I've also been promoted. I'm now the Election Day coordinator for YourVotingPrecinct (as opposed to MyVotingPrecinct. I actually live closer to YourVotingPrecinct). MS and I are also going to host an Obama volunteer for the last four days.

Annika update

She's doing great!

I voted

Damn, that felt good!!!

I was noodling through youtube

...looking for this from 1980*



when I found this from the '70's:



Holy guacamole. Prophetic or what?**




*Somehow, being at the Obama rally made me think of being at this concert when I was 11.

**I had only ever remembered the first three verses of this song, it's the last verse that just knocks me on my ass.

This is beautiful

H/T Leesburg Tomorrow

Estimated...(ETA more links)

This is what a small portion of an estimated 35,000 people look like:

They look pretty real to me.
And this is who they all came to see.



I should have recorded it as a movie. D'oh! Here is some of what he said. I brought along MM, and a friend of mine and her daughter. My friend got a hand grasp and an autograph. We were both just blown away by the incredibleness of the experience. So many people, so much enthusiasm, and a candidate that makes us want to go vote FOR him. MM and my friend's daughter were thrilled to have been there.

Here is what Raising Kaine says about it.

Two pieces of news

Obama will be going to Hawaii Thursday and Friday to see his ailing grandmother, cancelling events for those days. I hope that his grandmother recovers.

Before he goes, he'll be visiting my county on Wednesday for a rally. I'm going to be there come hell or high water.

Over 100 doors, yesterday and today

Colin Powell made a difference.

And so did Nancy Pfotenhauer. (MS was out there with me today in a shirt that said, "A REAL VIRGINIAN FOR OBAMA")

And the picture of St. Louis.

And the thought of 632,000 people who never donated to Barack Obama before deciding in the span of one short month that it was time to get off the pot and donate. In September, the Obama Campaign got 150 Million dollars in contributions averaging less than $100 each. If you can't donate, walk and knock on doors, call, work the polls on election day. VOTE. If you CAN donate, walk and knock on doors, call, work the polls on election day. VOTE. If you can't donate, or walk and knock on doors, or call, or work the polls on election day, then you better get out there and VOTE.

Money doesn't win an election. Knocking on doors doesn't win an election. VOTES win elections. Money buys literature and yard signs and buttons and postage and tv time and phone lines and rent. Volunteering gets the word out. Only VOTES get the job done. Get out there and vote.

What's old is new again

Topical before, topical again. Love that Christine Lavin!



Take that Palin!

Bling, bling, BLING, Democrat Rabbit!

My house (that truck doesn't belong to us).
My car. Driver's side...
Center...
Passenger side...
Me.

No doubts as to where I stand, eh?



And here are the socks. They've been packed and sent. I hope they keep the recipient warm and cozy through the watches of the night.


And, in other news, MM asked me if I'm the tooth fairy. Sigh.

NSFW

Because I laughed out-loud uncontrollably. Kept reading. Laughed louder.

I love The Yarn Harlot.

Thoughts on last night's debate. EDITED (again) (and again) TO ADD (yet) A(nother) LINK

TRANSPLANTS are equivilent to cosmetic surgery and shouldn't be covered in a generic plan? ARE YOU SHITTING ME?

"'Health'"? Really? (Phantom Scribbler just pointed out Julie's post on the scare quotes which actually says what I meant to.)

And here's what Cecily has to say about it.

And Dooce points to Alexa's post.

Julie and Cecily and Alexa. Thank you for saying it when I couldn't.

Holy guacamole

Did you see that? He all but said, "McCain, you ignorant butt". I can't wait to see what the papers have to say about it.

A response

A guy I used to work with, who I like a lot mostly except once every four years, keeps forwarding me anti-Obama emails. Today it was about ACORN. I sent him back a link from Momocrats about McCain having his own ties to ACORN. So he said, yeah but it's not apples to apples. So I sent back this:

... Just sayin' that if we start throwing mud around because of who the candidates have worked with or done speeches with, we're gonna have a mighty messy country.
F'rinstance: Obama and Ayers. Fine. McCain and G. Gordon Liddy and Paul Schenk. Okay? So we've got BOTH candidates "associating" with militant domestic terrorists. And while G. Gordon Liddy has moved into the mainstream, so has Ayers.

ACORN may be overzealous in getting people registered, I don't know. I haven't particularly paid attention to them, being more interested in trying to help come up with new ways to make a 20% funding cut in the budget of the board I'm on not mean that we're going to have to stop serving some of the mentally ill or intellectually disabled in [my county]. What I do know, is that there are partisans on the Republican side who are just as overzealous in scaring vulnerable voters away from the polls. Again, neither side is covering themselves with glory.

Let's stick to what our candidates are actually doing and saying. Neither looks great if we go back 20 years (Obama: "Of course I inhaled, that was the point" and McCain in trouble with the Keating Five, and leaving his crippled first wife for a younger, richer one). Neither has exactly been quick to disavow the rhetoric of their ministers.
Both have visions of where they want the country to go and how they'd like us to get there. That is what I would really like to talk about with you. All the rest is just crap.

HT to Cecily, Momocrats, and the folks they linked to.

In which MM comes to work with me and has fun doing actual work

We went down to the mail room to peel labels off 167 boxes for re-shipment, stacked 'em, watched them get shrink-wrapped, and pushed the cart full to the store room to await the trucks. Then, MM got to push the empty cart all the way back.

The busy work I do to keep from going crazy is a perfect task for a six-year-old. I love my job.

The socks are done.

I will photograph them tomorrow and send them on a secret mission across state lines to offer aid and comfort.

I failed platelet donation...

Will they confiscate my diploma?

To quote my reply to an email from Kathy A.:

"They blew out the vein on my left arm (after I'd been on the machine for about a half-hour) and then, when they moved over to the other arm, I started feeling woozy. Which, it turns out, is because my left arm was still bleeding pretty heavily.

I didn't give enough for them to use any of and I won't be able to donate again until December 5. I am disappointed."

And I got a lovely elbow bruise as a bonus! However, I'm ready to try again in December. Maybe next time, they'll listen to me when I tell them I don't think the needle is in right.

And she's back out. (Edited to add link. Thanks Kathy!)

Doing well so far.

Tomorrow, I'm donating platelets. Please donate blood. Become an organ donor. Send money to COTA (link on my sidebar). Let's do it for Annika.

She's going back in...

Apparently there's a hematoma they need to deal with.

She's OUT!

And she's doing okay!

On my way to bed now, but my thoughts are in Chicago

I hope all is going well.


May all our children outlive us. May we live to see to see our children's children have children. May their lives be as easy and happy as is good for them. May they be useful, and kind, and compassionate. May they be trust-worthy and strong. May they make the world better for having been in it.

Moreena will be up-dating through the night

Here. As of 8:30 PM, things were moving apace.

Go support Moreena, Annika, and the rest of the Tiede family

Annika is getting a new liver

One sock down

One on the needles. I expect to have a pair by the end of the week.

In other news, Virginia seems to have fallen in a vat of indigo, as does Ohio. I am hoping that these trends are real. Keep knocking those doors!

Would you believe????

I totally neglected to bring any knitting gear with me to this conference because I am a dork.

And then, last night, a woman got on the hotel elevator with me, carrying a small pretty shopping bag.

"What did you buy?" I asked.

"Yarn!" she said. "The only yarn store in Roanoke is five minutes away from this hotel! And it just opened TODAY!!!"

It was a sign.

I went. I swooned. It's a great store in a house across the street from the mall near the airport. Really nice inventory of sumptious yarns. I bought the makings of a pair of socks. Local yarn (Blue Ridge Yarns Jubilee in Evening Jewel).

I knitted six inches on it during the two (really excellent) sessions I went to today. It was just lovely.

It's almost 7 PM and so far today

I woke up at 4:30 to leave at 5:30 to drive 4 hours to a place SW of me in my state to attend a conference on my volunteer committee work.

Good conference. Good workshops. Good food at starting luncheon.

My hotel is nice, but not as nice as the conference hotel which is NICE. I wish I were staying there, but it is also EXPENSIVE.

Must go find food for dinner, no restaurant in hotel.

Night all.

Wow, he just makes it so easy!

From today's NYT:

Mr. McCain defended himself from critics who said he had acted impetuously by returning to Washington last week to work on the bailout proposal, which some said had made a deal more difficult.
“Some people have criticized my decision to put my country first, but I will never, ever be a president who sits on the sidelines when this country faces a crisis,’’ said Mr. McCain. And Mr. McCain, who spent this weekend in Washington working the phones, but did not actually return to Capitol Hill , said: “I know that many of you have noticed, but it’s not my style to simply ‘phone it in.’ ”

Pop (corn) goes the eyetooth!

MM lost tooth number 5 today while eating popcorn. He spit out what he thought was an unpopped kernel and found a tooth instead.

On my way to greet the tooth fairy!

Because David Letterman has friends...

Like Jon Stewart.

Things I learned today

When you are a Presidential candidate, slipping in the polls, you really really really do not want to piss off David Letterman.

Really.

Bad idea. Bad.

A simple chart

Is available for viewing at Voted Off the Island. It really says it all.

What do you want for lunch today, MM?

My spinach.

Not your spaghetti?

No. Spinach.

As you wish.

Reason

Why I'm voting and walking and calling and writing for Obama/Warner/RhymesWithSeder. The end of a series:

"I like your pin. I'm voting for him. No more Republicans for me. I'm telling you, I've been to Viet Nam, Desert Storm, and the present conflict, and 'Nam was well run compared to what we're doing now."

- Army man on Amtrak yesterday.

Iraq. Afganistan. Katrina. Darfur. Wall Street. Mortgage Crises. Remember how they made it tougher for people to get out from under predatory lending and credit cards? Bankruptcies are only available for the rich. Mess after mess after mess. McCain is complicit in every one. So is Wolf. Gilmore had his own issues here in VA.

We need Obama and Biden, Warner and RhymesWithSeder. Obama and Biden KNOW how tough it is out there for families. They've lived it. Warner knows how to take a budget deficit and turn it into a budget surplus. And RhymesWithSeder has a wealth of health care knowledge.

So that's why I'm voting and working and walking and calling for the Blue team. Anything else would be unreasonable.

I met Senator Biden and his wife

They are so nice! And I sat right next to Barbara Mikulski!

It was a great time in this swing county in this swing state.

If any of y'all in a solid state want a place to make a difference in the electoral college, c'mon over here and help us out. We need walkers and callers. We need to turn VA blue!

Also, what Jody said.

Read it.

We interrupt this Pro-Obama program to bring you an Anti-McCain Moment

Did you read Eugene Robinson today?

"John McCain was telling the truth when he said that economics wasn't his strong suit. In response to what many economists have called the worst financial crisis since the Great Depression, the Republican nominee has sounded -- and let's be honest here -- totally, embarrassingly and dangerously clueless."

Robinson spells out the ways in which McCain is horribly out-of-touch and sums it up thusly:

"Here's something that really ought to grab everyone's attention: McCain supports George W. Bush's idea of channeling at least some Social Security funds into "personal accounts" that individuals would invest on Wall Street. Some of that money would have been entrusted to firms such as Bear Stearns (failed), Lehman Brothers (failed) and Merrill Lynch (sold at a fire sale). Imagine what this crisis would be like if Americans' Social Security benefits were evaporating along with their housing values and their 401(k) accounts.

This is the man who's going to reform the economy?"

Go read the whole thing.

Reason 7 - Updated!

Why I'm voting and walking and calling and writing for Obama/Warner/RhymesWithSeder. Part seven of a series:

Domestic Violence

My internship last year was with a local women's shelter. Perhaps you didn't know that Biden is a hero to the people who work with victims of domestic violence?

" Senator Biden wrote the ground-breaking Violence Against Women Act (VAWA) in the 1990s that set the national agenda on criminalizing violence against women and holding batterers truly accountable. It encouraged states to set up coordinated community responses to domestic violence and rape; was the catalyst for passage of hundreds of state laws prohibiting family violence; and provided resources to set up shelters so battered women abused by husbands and boyfriends had a place to go. The law also established the national hotline that over 1.5 million abused women have called for help. By empowering women to make changes in their lives, and by training police and prosecutors to arrest and convict abusive husbands instead of telling them to take a walk around the block, domestic violence is down 50 percent and rape is down 60 percent nationwide.

Each time the Senator renewed the Act – in 2000 and 2005 – he pushed for new initiatives. In 2000, the Act was attached to ground-breaking laws on human trafficking – crimes where over 80% of the victims are women. In 2005, the Violence Against Women Act tackled issues like domestic violence in public housing and treating children witnesses of family violence." - from Biden's senate web page.

This is the man Obama has picked to be his VP, a man of principles, courage, and compassion. As opposed to McCain's VP choice, the former mayor of a town that, while she was in charge, billed victims of sexual assaults for rape kits. Yeah. Nice.

Oh! And the AP reports that the McCain camp claims that the REAL reason she fired Monegan was not because he refused to fire her ex-brother-in-law! It was because Monegan was seeking federal funds to fight sexual assaults! (ht to Bitch PhD)

Health Care, Energy, Tax plan, Social Programs, Amtrak, Ethics, Domestic Violence. Seven down. More to come.

Reason 6

Have you noticed that I have 5 reasons up and I haven't even mentioned Iraq?
Or Afganistan?
Or Walter Reed?
Not mentioning it here either.


Why I'm voting and walking and calling and writing for Obama/Warner/RhymesWithSeder. Part six of a series:

Ethics

Openness (look at his Google for Government initiative) vs. Secrecy ("whoops!").
Honesty vs. Lies (Didja hear? McCain invented the Blackberry!)

More can be found here (ht to Cecily)

Eight years of fatal lies, cover-ups, and a culture of secrecy are enough.

Health Care, Energy, Tax plan, Social Programs, Amtrak, Ethics. Six down, more to come.

Reason 5

Why I'm voting and walking and calling and writing for Obama/Warner/RhymesWithSeder. Part five of a series:

Amtrak

Or, more specifically, rail infrastructure. Move more people faster for less money. Now, y'all know how much I love Amtrak. What you may not know is how angry I was back in 2001 when Congress was bailing out the airlines and saying that they were going to de-fund Amtrak.

I wrote letters. To my congressman, to both Senators, to the head of the DOT, to the NYT and the Washington Post. I was steamed.

The gist was, did they not remember that Amtrak was the only transportation available to move people over distances when the FAA grounded all the planes? How dare they bail out United -- who let their planes be hijacked! -- and let Amtrak fail? You can't fly trains into skyscrapers, people. A thriving rail system is a matter of national security.

Not to mention that trains (passenger, cargo, commuter) are highly efficient and reduce congestion. Safer, more comfortable, less expensive, and less polluting than cars or planes. Faster than cars (sometimes even faster than planes when you count the time spent in airports going through security, getting delayed on the tarmac, and waiting for your luggage which missed your transfer at Raleigh/Durham).

I want a Veep who believes in the rail system and who has used it to commute to work everyday for the last 30 years.

Health Care, Energy, Tax plan, Social Programs, Amtrak. Five down, more to come.

Reason 4

Why I'm voting and walking and calling and writing for Obama/Warner/RhymesWithSeder. Part four of a series:

Social Programs

Because we need some REAL compassion in the White House. Not just lip service. Not hand outs for friends and cronies and a punch in the nose for the rest of the country. Compassionate conservatism, my Aunt Fanny. McCain couldn't care less about what most of the country is going through. Today 12,000 people lost their jobs. This past weekend, thousands of people lost their homes. Gas prices are through the roof. Heating costs are going to be brutal this winter. It's going to be a choice between eating and staying warm for many people and there's only one candidate who cares about that.

Obama. For people in poverty, for people with disabilities, for all of us. Education. Access. Jobs. Security. Respect.

“We must build a world free of unnecessary barriers, stereotypes, and discrimination .... policies must be developed, attitudes must be shaped, and buildings and organizations must be designed to ensure that everyone has a chance to get the education they need and live independently as full citizens in their communities.” - Barack Obama.

Health Care, Energy, Tax plan, Social Programs. Four down, more to come.

Reason 3

Why I'm voting and walking and calling and writing for Obama/Warner/RhymesWithSeder. Part three of a series:

Tax Plan

People, our country is in deep deep financial effluvia. Now is not the time to be buying into the trickle-down theory. 'Cause what's trickling down ain't helping. The rich are getting richer, the poor are getting poorer, and the middle class are getting poorer.

I like Obama's tax plan. Hopefully, I'll be in the 2% that gets taxed MORE and I still like it.

I like what it does for the folks who need help, I like it a lot.

I like that it rolls back the unconsciencable Bush tax cuts for those who earn more than 250K.

I like it. I want it.

My co-worker whose family grosses more than 250K hates the Obama plan. Because she wants to buy another SUV with the money McCain will save her. Yeah. Nice. What she doesn't understand is that her taxes will probably go up under McCain because he'll tax her health care bennies. Good luck explaining it to her, I've tried.

There are so many with so little and so few with so much. I think that Obama's plan is fair and reasonable. Also, it's fiscally conservative.


Health Care, Energy, Tax Plan. Three down, more to come.

Reason 2

Why I'm voting and walking and calling and writing for Obama/Warner/RhymesWithSeder. Part two of a series:

Energy

Drill baby drill is not an energy policy. Looking for ways develop and promote renewable energy sources and to conserve what we've got? That's an energy policy.

One of the things that really frosts my cookies about the current administration and the backers thereof is the sheer waste. Particularly the waste of the opportunity given by 9/11 to shake us out of our routines and promote energy independence. Victory gardens in every yard and solar panels on every roof! And instead our bozo-in-chief told us to go shopping. Yeah. Nice.

Imagine what we could do to change our energy landscape if we had a president who cared about anything other than putting more money in his friends' pockets. Imagine investment in public transportation, solar and wind power, geothermal, non-toxic insulation, telecommuting, sidewalks and bike paths. And if all that helps slow down global warming at the same time, that's just icing on the cake!

So. Health care. Energy. Two down. More to come.

Reason 1

Why I'm voting and walking and calling and writing for Obama/Warner/RhymesWithSeder. Part one of a series:

Health Care

We've spent the last few years paying for private insurance. And people, let me tell you, it's expensive. MM and I are on one policy and MS is on another. To keep our payments to a reasonable level, we agreed to $40 co-pays, which shocked the crap out of the receptionists at our GP and Pediatrician's offices.

Here I have to pause to let you know that MS is a bit older than I am. Even with us paying high co-pays and high premiums, getting private insurance for him was nearly impossible. One big benefit of working again is, well, benefits.

Health care coverage shouldn't be a crap shoot. Doctors appointments should not be luxuries available only to the lucky covered few. And there shouldn't be life-time maximums for coverage either. Remember when Annika was in danger of losing her insurance coverage a couple of years ago?

Our country pays more for health care coverage than any other country and we have fewer people covered than any of the other industrialized nations. That is a crime. Why can't we put all that expenditure into something that will cover everybody? Most of us who already pay into an insurance policy would never even notice the difference. It would put our businesses on an equal footing with those in countries with nationalized health care.

Now, there's a woman I work with who disagrees with me. She's voting for McCain because she doesn't feel the need to share more of the over $250K her family earns annually. Why should she carry the burden for the lazy asses who aren't working as hard? She pulled herself up, so can they. Yeah. Nice. I pointed out to her that if the burden were taken off of our employer to insure all of us, we might get paid more. No dice. Sigh. Updated: Kathy A. drew my attention to more McCain shenanigans. I HAVE to tell my coworker about this. Taxing employer benefits and reducing protections for all.

I just feel that I'm willing to pay more to make sure everybody is covered regardless of age or health status. I'm willing to pay more to make sure that no one has to choose between a doctor's visit and a meal, a dentist's visit and rent, a pair of glasses and a pair of shoes. I'm willing to pay more, but I'm also willing to bet that compared to what I was paying insuring myself privately, I'll be paying less.

Walking

For Obama. For Warner. And for RhymesWithSeder (tryin' to keep it semi-anonymous here).

It was a good walk: first-floor-entry town homes and 3-story apartment buildings, not too challenging for the tootsies. The first door was a Strong Obama Voter. She'll probably volunteer. Then there were a bunch of not homes, about 30 in a row. There were a couple of Leaning Obamas who had never heard of the other two. One "No Thank You." One Leaning Republican (according to his wife). One "Not interested, go away." One "they don't live here anymore." (I asked that one if he'd registered since moving in!) A couple of realtor key boxes.

I knocked on 64 doors in less than 3 hours. Left lit at most. It was a good day.

XXL

Had to buy new shirts because the ones I bought back in the Spring shrank in the wash and are gapping (at least, I'm pretty sure it's shrinkage...though what with the ever-expanding nature of my rack, who knows?)

I bought 'em in XXL, on the theory that if they shrink they'll still be big enough.

Poll

What do you think should get priority in a school system?

Your choices are:

a) Large High School campuses with room for football and soccer fields*
b) Lots of technology including interactive white boards in every classroom
c) Full-day Kindergarten system-wide

Pick two.

*For extra-curricular team sports ONLY. These fields are not, repeat NOT, for use during recess. Recess not included in HS anyway. Nor are they for use by kids not involved in team sports as places to play, say, Ultimate Frisbee or capture the flag or what not outside of school hours.

Just another day

Like last year

Adventures in brown bagging - Uh oh Spaghetti-Os edition

It's hard to eat the same lunch at the same time when one of said lunchers has asked for crappy food.

MM was disappointed to hear that I, his mama, would be eating a different lunch, albeit at the same time. "But...but...mama, don't you like Spaghetti-Os?"

No, my little man. I Do Not Like Spaghetti-Os. Chef-Boy-Ar-Dee Beef Ravioli, yes. Spaghetti-Os, no.

"So what are YOU bringing for lunch today?"

I have a lovely veal cutlet sandwich made with leftovers from last night (Wegman's hormone-free, pen-free veal).

"But...but...mama. That's not what I'm having."

I know. You, you my little man, are having exactly what you asked for. (shudder) Spaghetti-Os with meatballs. Enjoy them.

"(Big sigh) Alright. But you don't know what you're missing."

Security Blanket Sweatshirt

When I brought MM to his new school last week to meet his teacher and see his classroom, I also bought him a hooded pocket sweatshirt with the name and mascot of his school in the school colors across the front.

He loves that sweatshirt.

The first day of school, he wore it and felt confident and part of things.
The second day of school, he wore it and felt confident and part of things.
The third day of school we couldn't find it.

Oh No! Mommy! I don't want to go! Come with me!

Last night, MS found it (in the cabinet of MM's new desk...yeah, that's where I would have put a beloved sweatshirt too. Sheesh).

Today, he wore it and felt confident and part of things.

I have a feeling that come June that sweatshirt will have been loved to pieces. Perhaps I should buy a few spares.

Adventures in brown-bagging

Today MM and I both brought our lunch.

MM has a Salami/Bologna/Swiss Cheese sandwich on white. No mayo. No mustard. Cut into two triangles. No crusts. He also has a side of Fritos, 2 chocolate chip cookies, and a fruit punch. I also sent a cloth napkin to make up for the juice pouch.

I have a Salami and Swiss on white cut into squares with mayo AND mustard. Crusts left on. Leftover guacamole and some corn chips. I have a cloth napkin to make up for the bottled water I'm going to buy.

MM is totally excited that we're going to be eating practically the same lunch! It's almost like eating lunch together! Woot!

My job so far has involved a lot of paperwork. I love my commute. Love. It.

What he likes best

1. Eating his lunch that he brought from home in the cafeteria.
   He's never brought lunch from home OR eaten in a school cafeteria before. He LOVED it. Today he brought lunch again, but he's going to BUY ice cream. He's totally into it.
2. Walking to class BY HIMSELF after getting off the bus.
   That's new, too. Never happened in a place where there weren't bedrooms before.
3. Taking the bus. He really liked that alot.
4. Everything.

First grade orientation/Back To School Night

Thursday afternoon, I took MM to meet his new teacher and see his classroom. He was so excited. He loved the classroom, loved that he gets his! Very! Own! Desk! With his name on it, even! He loves that there's a shelf underneath it with books! Already! He loves that his teacher put together a get-to-know-your-classroom scavenger hunt and that he was one of the few kids in the class who read it and wrote his answers without any help.

On our way there, I asked him, "Do you think Miss B will be tall or short?"
"Short."
"Thin or fat?"
"Thin."
"Glasses or no glasses?"
"No glasses."
"Freckles or no freckles?"
"Freckles."
"Nail polish or no nail polish?"
"No nail polish."

He was right in every respect except freckles. She hasn't got any. She also looks a lot like his music teacher from Posh Place, so he feels comfortable with her right away and feels like he's got the ability to predict what life will be like in her class.

It seems that the curriculum may be more laid back at his new school than it was at Posh Place, but that he will be given more responsibility. That's fine with me as long as he remains excited about learning and mastering new things. The focus will be on literacy skills, which he already has in spades. They only get music, art, and Spanish once a week each --- Posh Place has them every day --- and art is really something he loves, so I'm hoping that they'll get time to draw in class as well.

And that's all there is to report at the moment...We'll know more after Tuesday!

Three Years

And The Post seems to have nothing to say about it if you look at just their home page. A search finds articles in their B section, but that's it.

Three years ago today, Katrina hit. Today Gustav is on its way. Has anything changed for the better about how the governments will respond?

"Marc Anthony! Have you gone insane?"

What we watched this morning:



MM just about died from the cuteness.

Loving my new employer already

Got an email with a link to a website where I could fill out all the paperwork (direct deposit, W4, I9, yada yada yada) on-line. And then I printed it out and also saved soft copies. All that's left is for me to bring proof of citizenship with me on Tuesday.

This place is on the ball.

Once they got all the probing done, that is.

Updates

• The lamb turned out really good, except that I over-cooked it. Next time I'll put in the probe thermometer.
• Speaking of probes, my past has passed muster and I'm starting work Tuesday.

Cooking from the garden - making it up as I go along edition

Today's experiment: Boneless Leg o' Australian Lamb in the Slow Cooker.

Ingredients from the garden: Mint and Parsley

Other ingredients include:
A 5.5 lb boneless leg o' lamb (including juices from the packaging)
6 cloves of garlic
1 can sliced carrots
1 cup wine
3 cups water
1 pkg onion soup mix (what's a slow cooker recipe without onion soup mix?)*
Olive oil

I put the olive oil in my largest skillet and heated it up. I took the Leg o' Lamb out of its package, poured the juices into the slow cooker and put the LOL into the skillet to brown on one side for 5 minutes.
Meanwhile, I rinsed the mint and parsley and began taking their leaves off their stems and putting them into the chopper attachment for my stick blender (mine is older than this and didn't come with a whisk).
Then I turned the meat over to brown on the other side for another 5 minutes.
Meanwhile, I added the garlic to the chopper attachment and pulverized the garlic, mint, and parsley into a lovely aromatic mash which I scraped into the slow cooker. I added 3 cups of water and one of wine. I added the package of onion soup mix. I stirred. Added the carrots. Stirred.

I brought the slow cooker pot over to the stove and placed the meat lovingly therein.

I scraped all the brown yummy bits off the bottom of the pan and added them to the mix.

Put the pot back into the slow cooker base. Covered. Set to low.

I don't know how it's gonna turn out, but it sure smells delicious.



*I didn't add any salt since the soup mix is waaaaaay salty.

Gimme Fever

MM's had a fever since Tuesday night. Finally, finally, he's back to normal today so that we can go on a bloggy playdate with a fellow Whiner and her two children.

His illness made me miss lunch with APL, darn it, but we're rescheduling for next week.

His fever was one that the pediatric NP we saw on Wednesday says is going around and lasts about 4 days. It had no other symptoms (although now he's got sort of a phlegmy cough). He wasn't even very grumpy.

Thank goodness my job DIDN'T start last week so that staying home wasn't an issue.

Oh! And my job won't start next week either, because they haven't finished digging into my past yet. The things we go through to get a job around here.

Practice makes perfect

I don't know if I've told you folks, but MM will be riding the Big Yellow Bus pretty soon. Kind of ridiculous since his school is within walking distance of our house, but necessary since it is beyond where the sidewalk ends. To get to school using a path with sidewalks would mean walking a mile around the school and coming in from the opposite direction.

Thus, the bus.

It will arrive on our corner every weekday morning at 0729 starting two weeks from today.

We are used to waking up at 0730. You see the problem.

So this week we're practicing. We all wake up somewhere around 0700, get dressed, eat breakfast, walk to the bus-stop (right across the street from our house), wait until 0729, and then go back indoors to play with PlasticBricksFromHolland until it's time to go to day camp.

It's already pretty obvious that we're going to have to move the wake up time up a bit. MM was unable to finish eating breakfast within the time-frame we've currently got.

This means an earlier bedtime. Which means an earlier dinner.

Feh.

But he's pretty darn excited about it all. Come to that, so am I!

I've heard differently

I had to go pee in a bottle again because the lab goofed and did the wrong test.

The good news is: I don't have gestational diabetes. Which is truly a relief, since I'm not pregnant.

Start date a week from Monday, unless I hear differently.

I seeb to hab a code.

Bery bery addoyig.

I stard by dew job Mudday, udless I hear differed.

How's by you?

Yes, I counted

We just bought MM a 700-piece box of Legos. They fit into a smallish shoe-box. Who'd've guessed?

Eerie silence

My computer has been snarling at me, despite many reboots. MS comes along, reboots it, now it works.

Must catch up on email and whatnot. Be back soon.

Whoa

The world is spinning too fast.

MM, who is now sporting the classic 6-year-old smile (great big gap there in the middle where two teeth used to be), is going to sleep over at DeepVoicedFirstGrader's house tomorrow night. The following three nights he will spend at my SIL's house. Because MS and I will be at a conference in CityWithFamousIslandPrison, 3000 miles away.

For four days.

MM is staying at DVFG's house tomorrow night because MS and I are leaving on a 0705 plane and MM's daycamp doesn't open until 0630. DVFG's mom will take them both to daycamp later in the morning.

He's been looking forward to staying with SIL for months. MONTHS. And not just because my BIL has every Lego Star Wars kit known to man-kind.

But I am sitting here, filled with wonder that my baby is a gap-smiled six-year-old who is going off on sleep-overs, and wondering what the hell I'm thinking leaving my baby for 4 days. MY BABY.

He's such a big kid now.

Is it just me or is blogger being difficult today? UPDATED

It's coming up as a Windows Explorer error for me. I can't read anybody's posts from today. Is it just because I'm the last to still be using Uncle Bill's software instead of Firefox?

Update: I downloaded and installed Firefox and everything is now hunky-dory. However, I think Blogger would do well to check that puppy out.

I GOT THE JOB!!!

I'm gonna work Five Minutes From My House!

Squee just doesn't even say it.

Thank you all for thinking of me during the interview. It really made me feel supported.

SQUEEEE!

I have a follow-up interview with FMFMH tomorrow at 0830. Meanwhile, sitting in my e-mail inbox is the offer letter from PIUTW. With an offer of 2,500 more than I expected.

I AM FREAKING OUT.

Errrrg!!!

PlaceIUsedToWork seems to want me. I called up FiveMinutesFromMyHouse to let them know that I'll be getting an offer letter from PIUTW but I'd drop PIUTW in a hot New York minute if FMFMH would hire me. Pleasepleasepleaseplease I said. Well, no, actually, I didn't. But I thought it. They are going to pass the urgency up the chain and let me know.

MM and I love riding trains. Did I tell you that?

We have two zukes and several green beans a-ripening on their vines. Still no 'loupes.

Say "Hi!" to my sister, BalancingAct!

I can't wait to go up and visit again!

What he said, mark II

"I don't see why that bee had to sting me. I wasn't bothering it!"

"I'm not going to call that waterpark by it's name anymore. From now on, I'm calling it 'The Home of Bees'"

"Don't put that nasty smelly stuff on me! My stung leg will get better by itself!"

What he said

"I'm not wearing Superman on my butt! I'm wearing Superman's symbol on my butt!"

Hi Grandma!!! And interview updates

Everyone say "hi" to my Grandma who is visiting my blog for the first time!

FiveMinutesFromMyHouse went well. I reallyreallyreally hope they hire me.

SoundsLikeAMiniMarathon wasn't a good fit. Life's like that.

Mwah!

I have two, count 'em TWO interviews scheduled for tomorrow

One at 2:30 with SoundsLikeAMiniMarathon and one at 11:00 with FiveMinutesFromMyHouse! If I get that job I could bike to work! Heck, if there were more sidewalks in this suburb, I could WALK to work. Hmmm, I wonder if I know anyone in local government with enough pull to get sidewalks added? (kidding! Just kidding! Though I really do believe in the value of universal sidewalks.)

I didn't get the job

Boo.

But...I have an interview with another company on Friday and a nibble with a company FIVE MINUTES FROM MY HOUSE!

Back from my sister's!

MM and I had a wonderful time. MM caught a fish his very first time fishing. He jumped on a trampoline. Swam in my sister's pool. Fed the cats and the dog and the chickens. Politely asked the rooster to be quiet as, "everyone KNOWS it's the morning already! You told us a million times!"

I didn't wheeze. My eyes didn't swell shut or turn red or make me want to scratch them out. My tongue and throat didn't itch once. Zyrtec? Or allergies going away as mysteriously and suddenly as they appeared? I don't know, but I'm grateful.

10 hours each way on Amtrak with a six-year-old were a snap thanks to the miracle of a laptop with a DVD player. Indiana Jones, Luke Skywalker, Shrek, and Buzz Lightyear kept us company, with occasional breathers playing kanoodle and my travel-sized Othello. And walks to the cafe car for rations. And, of course, potty breaks.

MM would have liked to stay 10 more days, and I would have too, but I have an interview tomorrow and a meeting in Richmond Thursday.

But we're going back. And soon.

Meet Ngaio Marsh

I'm missing about four of them, which is strange, because I thought my collection was complete, but I'm guessing I loaned out some and never got them back.

Marsh, a contemporary of Christie, wrote 32 books, of which, as you see I have 28. Her books are delightful, better plotted than Christie. Well worth a read.

The first one I ever read was Death of a Dancing Footman (1947). Above, it's 5th from the left. Lovely old paperback with a heady aroma of Used Bookshop or perhaps Grandma's Attic. Delicious.

I remember the first time I read it. I was on Long Island with my grandparents in a house they were renting and I wandered into a little summer house near the vegetable garden (oh! those zukes!) and there were all these beautiful well-read vintage paperbacks. They actually had this very edition. The one I have, though, I bought at Murder Ink from a consignment of used books.

School Supplies: WTF Edition

SchoolAroundTheCorner Student Supply List 2008-2009
GRADE 1

1 doz. #2 pencils
2 lg. bar erasers
2 pkgs cap erasers
4 thin black [brandname] dry erase markers
1 pr. [brandname] 5" blunt scissors
10 lg. white glue sticks
2 boxes 16 count [brandname] crayons
1 box [brandname] colored pencils
1 box [brandname] markers
4 plain 2-pocket folders in red, blue, yellow, green
2 black marble composition books
1 box tissues
1 5x8 school box
1 roll [brandname] transparent tape (3/4")(refill - boys only)
1 box gallon-sized [brandname] freezer bags (boys only)
1 box snack-sized [brandname] freezer bags (girls only)
1 box quart-sized [brandname] freezer bags (girls only)
1 box unscented baby wipes
1 bottle [brandname] glue
1 infant sock

I was (and am) appalled, but I finally found out why they have gendered supply sheets. Kudos to the first commenter who guesses correctly. Also, kudos to first commenter to correctly guess why the kids are bringing in an infant sock.

Pictures!

Can be found here. Those arms sticking out of the front of the truck on the uppermost leftmost picture belong to MM and Me. The fellow in the suspenders in the uppermost picture third from the left is MS.

It was even funner than I expected!

I know, I know. Funner's not a word. But it was! MM and I were on the truck. I decided to forego the husband's name and just wear red and blue, since yesterday was about Obama/Warner/CongressionalCandidateWhoseNameMightGiveMeAway and not about us.

Too late did I realize that I had dressed exactly the same as Muffin Man. Red shirt, dark blue shorts for him skirt for me, white socks and sneakers. Dear Lord. But then, on the parade route, I realized that there were people much more match-y than us and they had done it on purpose. I felt much better.

MS was very dapper in modified-Southern Gentleman attire. He walked behind the truck with CongressionalCandidateWhoseNameMightGiveMeAway. And we all smiled and waved, smiled and waved.

And there were tons and tons of people with Obama shirts and Warner shirts and CongressionalCandidateWhoseNameMightGiveMeAway buttons. Far fewer McCain shirts, unfortunately far MORE CurrentCongressman shirts (people 'round here really like that schmoe) and not a single Gilmore shirt or button to be seen. Hee. I think Warner might just have it in the bag.

The Republican truck had a big elephant balloon on it. "Full of hot air as usual," said the vice-chair of our committee.

After, we had coffee and muffins on the porch of our elected representatives who lives on the parade route.

And then we went home and played 5 levels of Lego Indiana Jones.

The Fourth from a politician's wife's perspective

Tomorrow I'll be marching in the parade with the Obama section, wearing my husband's name emblazoned across my chest, holding my son's hand, and smilingsmilingsmiling.

And I'll mean it.

This country has been great and can be great again and I think Obama will help make it so.

For the past 8 years, this country has been headed by people who encouraged us to shop, fly, and drive rather than plant victory gardens, cycle, recycle, and conserve. We've had leaders who thought it more important that huge corporations get tax breaks than that children have health insurance. They've turned their backs on the suffering of flood victims and sent young men and women to die in foreign lands.

I hope that Obama will bring our young men and women back home, will face the tide of flood victims, will make sure that EVERYBODY has access to health care without having to make a choice between an electric bill and a doctor's visit. I hope that he encourages us to shop less and invest more, to buy bonds to rebuild our infrastructure (wouldn't it be great if every suburb had a subway? Wouldn't it be great if no family ever needed two cars?)

He gives me hope. I'm excited to march to support him tomorrow.

God, I hope he wins.