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  • Thursday, March 31, 2011

    My Autobiographical Poem...

    Eat

    Organized, Mother, Short, Confident

    Sister of Susan

    Lover of dogs, children, and chocolate

    Who feels happy when on vacation, overwhelmed when deadlines are approaching, and joyful when watching her kids play together

    Who needs sleep, a job, and spring break

    Who gives advice, encouragement, and grades

    Who fears large bodies of water, deadly germs, and her children dying before she does

    Who would like to see Prague, Paris, and Munich

    Resident of Chicago; __________Street

    Misery


    Of course, Eatmisery is not my real name and I'm not going to write the name of the street I live on, but you get the picture.

    Wednesday, March 30, 2011

    An Acrostic For You...

    Every minute of every day I

    Am grateful that I have

    Taken on the most important job in the world...being a

    Mother.

    I no longer feel the need to

    Spend ridiculous amounts of money on things that aren't

    Essential, unless it's for my kids; my current

    Reality is something my ego from my

    Youth could've never imagined.

    Yep. That pretty much sums it up right now.

    Tuesday, March 29, 2011

    On The Move...

    Liesl has decided that it's quite fun to stand up on her own and always goes to the same spot to do it. She's about two weeks or so behind Leia with regards to gross motor skills. Leia started walking on her own last week and is absolutely unstoppable. She's getting faster, too. Liesl has been watching Leia do her thing and now she wants a piece of the action. Liesl gets lots of praise when she stands on her own and she takes great delight in it. Thank goodness! I was getting worried that she'd never walk at all. She's just doing everything on her own timetable and waiting until she's confident enough. There's no harm in that. She's one smart cookie. In no time at all, I'm going to have two toddlers potty training at the same time, too. Been there, done that. This time around, it's quite exciting, especially because I won't be pregnant with twins while trying to potty train two others in the mad dash for preschool. It's such a joy being a nervous wreck because I don't know which twin went into which room and whether or not they're getting into mischief there. It sure beats being a nervous wreck going back and forth to feed them in the NICU. I don't miss those days at all. My babies are growing up. Sigh.

    Monday, March 28, 2011

    Gimme A Break...

    Three more weeks until spring break. After that, there are only eight weeks left in the school year. I think I might go insane these next three weeks. I know I've said it before and you're probably tired of hearing it, but as a mother AND as a teacher, I can bitch about spring break being so late in the goddamned school year. We all need a break. I just wish it were sooner rather than later. Gah! On a lighter note, April is National Poetry Month and I'm starting my poetry unit with my students today. I'm excited about it! Yay!

    Sunday, March 27, 2011

    Some Days Are Just Better Than Others...

    I had a shitty week, but the weekend was good. Some days are just better than others, I guess.
    Bad days are so exhausting. Sigh.

    Saturday, March 26, 2011

    Truck For Sale...


    A sixteen year-old boy came home with a new Chevrolet Avalanche and his parents began to yell and scream, "Where did you get that truck???!!!" He calmly told them, "I bought it today."

    "With what money?" demanded his parents. They knew what a Chevrolet Avalanche cost.

    "Well," said the boy, "this one cost me just fifteen dollars." So the parents began to yell even louder. "Who would sell a truck like that for fifteen dollars?" they said.

    "It was the lady up the street," said the boy. "I don't know her name - they just moved in. She saw me ride past on my bike and asked me if I wanted to buy a Chevrolet Avalanche for fifteen dollars."

    "Oh my Goodness!," moaned the mother, "she must be a child abuser. Who knows what she will do next? John, you go right up there and see what's going on." So the boy's father walked up the street to the house where the lady lived and found her out in the yard calmly planting petunias!

    He introduced himself as the father of the boy to whom she had sold a new Chevrolet Avalanche for fifteen dollars and demanded to know why she did it.

    "Well," she said, "this morning I got a phone call from my husband. I thought he was on a business trip, but learned from a friend he had run off to Hawaii with his mistress and really doesn't intend to come back.

    He claimed he was stranded and needed cash, and asked me to sell his new Chevrolet Avalanche and send him the money.

    So I did."

    Friday, March 25, 2011

    In A Zone...

    April is approaching fast. I'm excited about it, too. It's not just spring break the week before Easter that makes me look forward to April. It's my lesson plans! I know, I must sound like a real dork right now. I can't help it.

    April is National Poetry Month and I'm doing poetry with my classes the whole month. Since we have a week off in April, we only have thirteen days to cover it all because we have one week off, two non-student days, and five days to prepare our culminating projects and present them. At the end, each student will have created their own book of poetry, picking their best ones from many to display in their own Power Point presentations. I'm so excited about it. I hope they will be, too. We'll cover thirteen different types of poems and fourteen different literary devices. I can't wait!

    I wish April would come quicker. I'm in a zone right now and feeling very productive lately.

    Thursday, March 24, 2011

    Liz...

    She was worth 21 points if you had her on your Dead Pool list this year.
    Congrats, Dad!

    Wednesday, March 23, 2011

    A Thing Of The Past...

    Believe it or not, I don't really watch much television at all. If I do, it's in passing and it's usually Nick Jr., Sprout, Qubo, or PBS, which are all kid stations. Very rarely will I ever catch anything on TV because I want to see it and set aside time to do so. Sometimes I'll get an episode or two of HGTV or Food Network on Saturdays when we go to my Mom's. Other than that, I don't watch TV at all, not even movies. Is that strange?

    Before I had kids, I watched all the "cool" shows. Now, I just avoid them. Don't ask me about Dancing With the Stars, Grey's Anatomy, The Apprentice, Desperate Housewives, or The Bachelor. I don't know anything about them. Ask me what was on Ni Hao, Kai Lan and I can tell you. Ask me what episode of Go, Diego, Go was on and I can fill you in. Ask me what Martha Speaks was about and I'll be happy to let you know. In this house, we know our kid TV. Grown-up shows are a thing of the past around here. Sigh.

    I don't miss it. If I hadn't become a Mother, I would never have thought about falling in love with Sesame Street all over again. Now that I have kids, I'm able to see the beauty of learning as it happens. For that, I'll gladly say goodbye to prime time television and grown-up shows at all. As far as watching TV after the kids go to bed, I just choose not to. I'd rather be on the computer writing this to you. Heh.

    I used to be cool. Now, I'm even cooler.

    Tuesday, March 22, 2011

    Itching...

    This year, our spring break is very, very late. In the Board's infinite wisdom, they decided a few years ago that spring break would be the week before Easter because so many people would call in sick on Good Friday; it was impossible to get substitute teachers that day, too. So, the week before Easter is always our spring break now. Consequently, the day we go back is the day after Easter. Sucks.

    Unfortunately, this year our spring break happens to be FOUR weeks from NOW, which is eight weeks before the school year ends. It doesn't make any sense to me to have spring break so late. We could actually all use the break now, not eight weeks from now. This is insane!

    I wish Easter wasn't so late this year. I'm chompin' at the bit and I know my students are, too, because my OWN KIDS are, as well. We all just need a break. March always sucks; that's just how it is. And to have spring break so late...we're all just feeling a bit stir crazy, kids and teachers alike.

    I can't believe there's FOUR more weeks until my spring break. Gah!

    Monday, March 21, 2011

    My Arsenal...

    I'm hoping I get better this week. I've unleashed an arsenal of home remedies for this nasty virus I've acquired. This is what I've tried:

    *Cayenne pepper in hot water with a little lemon and honey
    *Black tea with black pepper and honey
    *Matzo ball soup a.k.a. Jewish penicillin
    *Straight honey
    *Sleep, which is rare around here since everyone else is sick, too
    *Fisherman's Friend lozenges
    *Hot showers
    *Cinnamon and honey concoctions

    Oil of oregano is going to be next. Something's got to work, right?

    Sunday, March 20, 2011

    Mommy Immunity...

    I've been so sick all week. I can't remember the last time I was this sick. It's been about 12 years. Seriously. I know that, with a house full of kids and three different school germs (Jack's, Liv's, and mine), we can't get away from it all. We just keep passing viruses to each other and this has been going on for several weeks, if not months.

    My throat is killing me, but I don't have any white patches on it, so I doubt it's strep throat. I don't even have a fever. However, my glands are swollen and very tender, my neck is very stiff and it literally hurts, and my sinuses are so full of gunk it makes it very hard to function anywhere close to normal. The base of my brain even hurts. WTF?!

    I'm about four days behind Hubby and he's feeling a little better now. I hate this, though. My head is pounding from the coughing and I can't stand the fact that it's still too cold to open up the windows to air the house out.

    Whatever happened to Mommy Immunity? So many of our colds have passed me up, but this virus is a doozy. It's knocking my no-longer-infallible butt completely out. Ugh. I don't like this and I'm so done with winter and the neverending cold and virus season. I need a vacation from the petri dish my house has become. Bleh.

    Saturday, March 19, 2011

    Supermoon...

    I am so excited about seeing the Supermoon tonight! I don't know why, but I'm really looking forward to it. It doesn't happen very often, so I can't wait to show the kids just how big the moon can get.

    Maybe I'm a vampire. Heh.

    Friday, March 18, 2011

    Only A Man Would Attempt This...

    Pocket Tazer Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife...

    A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Tazer for their anniversary wrote this:

    Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized Tazer.

    The effects of the Tazer were supposed to be short lived, with no long term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety...??

    WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home... I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button and pressed it against a metal surface at the same time, I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs.

    AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave.

    Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two AAA batteries, right?

    There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target.

    I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and then thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised.

    Am I wrong?

    So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and Tazer in another.

    The directions said that:

    a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant;

    a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; and

    a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water.


    Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries.

    All the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5" long, less than 3/4 inch in circumference (loaded with two itsy, bitsy AAA batteries); pretty cute really, and thinking to myself, 'no possible way!'

    What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best.

    I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side so as to say, ' Don 't do it stupid,' reasoning that a one second burst from such a tiny lil ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad.. I decided to give myself a one second burst just for heck of it.

    I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and...

    HOLY MOTHER OF GOD. WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION. WHAT THE... !!!

    I'm pretty sure Hulk Hogan ran in through the side door, picked me up in the recliner, then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over again. I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position, and tingling in my legs! The cat was making meowing sounds I had never heard before, clinging to a picture frame hanging above the fireplace, obviously in an attempt to avoid getting slammed by my body flopping all over the living room.

    Note:
    If you ever feel compelled to 'mug' yourself with a Tazer,
    one note of caution:

    There is NO such thing as a one second burst when you zap yourself! You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor!
    A three second burst would be considered conservative!

    A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and surveyed the landscape.

    * My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace.
    * The recliner was upside down and about 8 feet or so from where it originally was.
    * My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching.
    * My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs.
    * I had no control over the drooling.
    * Apparently I had crapped in my shorts, but was too numb to know for sure, and my sense of smell was gone.
    * I saw a faint smoke cloud above my head, which I believe came from my hair.

    I'm still looking for my testicles and I'm offering a significant reward for their safe return!

    PS: My wife can't stop laughing about my experience, loved the gift and now regularly threatens me with it!

    If you think education is difficult, try being stupid!

    Thursday, March 17, 2011

    Erin Go Bragh-less...


    Happy St. Patrick's Day! Enjoy!
    Níl mé na hÉireann, ach amháin spraoi agam ar an teilifís.

    Wednesday, March 16, 2011

    Six Child Psychology Tips For Parents...

    I recently read this article and would have to agree with all six of these tips. I figured I would share them here. I think it makes a lot of sense. What do you think?

    1) When your child is entering school, talk to them about how every person is different. Inform them that while it is important to be kind and polite to all people, it may not be possible to make friends with each individual. By taking this approach not only will you make your child more confident, but you will also help prepare them for various playground encounters.

    2) Put your child’s artwork, including drawings made at playtime, up on the wall or the refrigerator for display. This will reinforce your child’s creative processes and help build their self-esteem.

    3) Ask your child to help you out in the kitchen while you are cooking a meal or preparing snack. The child will be pleased to be able to help, and will often be eager to learn essential cooking and cleaning skills (although Marilyn Wedge from Psychology Today warns that in the beginning having your child in the kitchen may be more work than it is help!).

    4) The National Sleep Foundation recommends a peaceful environment to help children wind down before bedtime. Thus, it is important to establish structured times to play video games or watch television that are far earlier than bedtime, since these activities often keep children from wanting to fall asleep. You should also avoid chastising your kids if they are not ready for bed, and instead engage them in a serene activity such as reading or read a story to them yourself.

    5) Barton Goldsmith, Ph.D. from Psychology Today cautions against allowing children to have televisions in their room. Although they may complain that their friends are allowed to have them, it will often keep them from sleeping, and creates a sense of isolation since they are watching TV alone. Instead, watch television as a family, so that you can monitor what your child watches, and discuss aspects of shows that they find interesting or confusing.

    6) Don’t be afraid to set boundaries. As a parent, it is important for you to be able to say “no” to your child. This will remind your kid that you are the parent, and they need a parent, not a friend, from you. Your child will feel secure when you are able to set boundaries, and remember to stick to them to make them effective.

    Ultimately these techniques will work best when you remain calm, and are constant and regular with your instructions and requests. Inconsistency can confuse children and make them less likely to listen. Clearly, child psychology provides a wealth of insight into how children think, and utilizing strategies derived from this science can help create and maintain a happy, harmonious household.

    Tuesday, March 15, 2011

    I Heart Her...



    A close friend of mine sent me this video of Nicole Mason doing a cover of Simple Minds' "Don't You." I love her and think she sounds great. I love the way the video was produced, her style, and her voice. I hope she succeeds here in the States.

    I love the way she sounds. Brings back memories...

    Monday, March 14, 2011

    I Like It Greek-Style...

    I really, really want to make this, but it sure would be a lot easier if I had this. Heh.

    Hubby says I have enough kitchen gadgets, but what's one more? Seriously.

    I have such a craving for Greek yogurt. I already warned Hubby that I was going to get one of these. After I bought my niece one and tasted the results, I'm jonesing for my own now. Wahhhhh!

    I soooooo need one of these.

    Sunday, March 13, 2011

    Riddle Me This...

    1. A murderer is condemned to death. He has to choose between three rooms. The first is full of raging fires. The second is full of assassins with loaded guns. The third is full of lions that haven't eaten in 3 years. Which room is safest for him?

    2. A woman shoots her husband. Then she holds him under water for over 5 minutes. Finally, she hangs him. But 5 minutes later they both go out together and enjoy a wonderful dinner together. How can this be?

    3. What is black when you buy it, red when you use it, and gray when you throw it away?

    4. Can you name three consecutive days without using the words Wednesday, Friday, or Sunday?

    5. This is an unusual paragraph. I'm curious as to just how quickly you can find out what is so unusual about it. It looks so ordinary and plain that you would think nothing was wrong with it. In fact, nothing is wrong with it! It is highly unusual though. Study it and think about it, but you still may not find anything odd. But if you work at it a bit, you might find out. Try to do so without any coaching!

    I'll post the answers in the comments later today. Heh.

    Saturday, March 12, 2011

    Corned Beef & Cabbage...

    I've always wanted to make corned beef & cabbage, but have always been hesitant because I've never made it before. This recipe makes it sound so easy that I almost feel pathetic for never having made this before. It sounds pretty idiot-proof. I need to look into ways to make this recipe have more pizzazz; it just seems kind of boring. How do YOU make your own corned beef and cabbage?

    INGREDIENTS:
    4 lb corned brisket of beef
    3 large carrots, cut into large chunks
    6 to 8 small onions
    1 teaspoon dry English mustard
    large sprig fresh thyme and some parsley stalks, tied together
    1 cabbage
    salt and freshly ground pepper

    PREPARATION:
    Put the brisket into a saucepan with the carrots, onions, mustard and the herbs. Cover with cold water, and bring gently to a boil. Simmer, covered, for 2 hours. Discard the outer leaves of the cabbage, cut in quarters and add to the pot. Cook for a further 1 to 2 hours or until the meat and vegetables are soft and tender.

    Serve the corned beef in slices, surrounded by the vegetables and cooking liquid. Serve with lots of floury potatoes and freshly made mustard.

    Source

    Friday, March 11, 2011

    Anything Else, Ma'am?...

    We've decided on a date for Livie's 5th birthday party. Now we need to make sure we get her a Rapunzel cake. They don't sell those at any of the grocery stores near us, so we're probably going to have to special order it from a ritzy place. Yeesh.

    She really, really, really wants a Rapunzel cake. Rapunzel is her heroine, you know. Livie has also started making a list of things she wants for her birthday, "just in case people ask." She adds to that list every single day, sometimes several times a day. OMG. She's driving me insane with all of this. However, it's a good type of insanity, if there is one. She knows what she wants, knows how she wants her party to look, and she's willing to do a lot of work to make it her special day. For not-quite-five-years-old, she sure has a good head on her shoulders. She keeps her thoughts so organized and always has a plan to execute. If there's a will, there's Livie with a way to make it happen. She's definitely one sharp kid.

    I often look at her and see my own reflection staring back at me. It, however, took me years to get as smart as her. Sigh.

    Thursday, March 10, 2011

    This Sucks...

    And just like that (*snaps her fingers*)...we're all sick again. It figures. I had a cold last week and now I have a different something-or-other. WTF?!

    This time, instead of a head cold, it's now in my throat and my chest. Ugh. All the kids are boogery, as is Hubby, too. Poor Liv looks like Rudolph. And we just keep passing it around; it mutates; and then makes its way back to each of us all over again disguised as something new. Such is winter. Sigh.

    I just want some warmer weather so we can open up the windows and air out all these germs that we can't seem to get rid of in this house. I feel like shit!

    I give up. (*throws in the towel while waving a white flag*)

    Wednesday, March 09, 2011

    Batting Below .500...

    I'm drawing a blank today. Lots to do and zero time. Most days, it feels like I'm batting below .500 lately.

    I need some serious rain. That always makes me feel better. And wouldn't you know it...we're getting pounded by a monsoon.

    Today is not a loss, after all.

    Tuesday, March 08, 2011

    Crazy Week...

    Back to reality. I had a great three-day weekend. Today, I must go back to work. Didn't I just post about three-day weekends being a bitch because it's so hard to go back to work?

    This week is ISAT testing for our students. Promotion to high school is on the line; stress and tension for the kids is at an all-time high this time of year. It's going to be a crazy week for everyone. Once it's over, though, it's over.

    How many more days until Spring Break? Does anyone know? I just know it won't be much longer. And June is coming up really fast. Sigh.

    Why is it that the older I get, the shorter the school year seems to feel? I don't remember it going by this fast when I was a kid. Yeesh.

    Monday, March 07, 2011

    Geronimo...

    Yikes. I'm not sure if this is funny or scary.

    Sunday, March 06, 2011

    Awwwww...

    I had such a great time with my sister and my nieces last night. I've pretty much spent the whole day just recuperating. I can't remember the last time I came home at 1:30am!

    Such a blast. Lots of awwwwww moments. Lots of beer and bowling. Just an absolutely great time that I'll never forget.

    I love those ladies so, so, SO much!

    Saturday, March 05, 2011

    Shower The People You Love With Love...

    Today is my niece's bridal shower and bachelorette bowling party. You remember her, don't you? She and her dog used to live with us for a couple of years a few years back. I'm so excited she's getting married and he's such a great guy. We love him! He's part of our family. They'll be married Memorial Day weekend. I'm a bridesmaid and Livie is her flower girl. So exciting!

    Blondie is going to POP her eyes out when she sees what's been planned for her. I absolutely can't contain myself anymore, but I can't divulge anything on here because she reads this blog.

    Eeeeeeeee! It's going to be such an awesome day!

    Friday, March 04, 2011

    "Can't Is The Cancer Of Happen"...Huh?...

    Charlie Sheen has said some pretty crazy stuff lately. I still think he's an unmedicated bipolar. He seems manic and simply isn't making any sense. I also think he's fried his brain from all that crack. These quotes are proof:

    1. On Why He'll Never Touch Drugs Again
    "I will not believe that if I do something then I have to follow a certain path because it was written for normal people, people who aren't special, people who don't have tiger blood and Adonis DNA."

    2. Addressing Rumors He's Bipolar
    "I'm bi-winning. I win here and I win there. Now what? If I'm bipolar, aren't there moments where a guy like crashes in the corner like, 'Oh my God, it's all my mom's fault!' Shut up! Shut up! Stop! Move forward."

    3. On Plans to Sue CBS for Shutting Down His Show
    "They're trying to destroy my family, so I take great umbrage with that. And defeat is not an option. They picked a fight with a warlock."

    4. On Why He Deserves a $3 Million Paycheck for Two and a Half Men
    "I'm tired of pretending I'm not special. I'm tired of pretending I'm not a total bitchin' rock star from Mars. People can't figure me out. They can't process me. I don't expect them to. You can't process me with a normal brain."

    5. On Why He's a "Winner"
    "I'm sorry, man, but I've got magic. I've got poetry in my fingertips. Most of the time -- and this includes naps -- I'm an F-18, bro. And I will destroy you in the air. I will deploy my ordinance to the ground."

    6. Addressing His Substance Abuse Issues
    "I am on a drug. It's called Charlie Sheen. It's not available because if you try it once you will die. Your face will melt off and your children will weep over your exploded body. It's too much."

    7. Regarding Comments Made By Two and a Half Men Creator Chuck Lorre
    "I fire back once and this contaminated little maggot can't handle my power and can't handle the truth. I wish him nothing but pain in his silly travels especially if they wind up in my octagon. Clearly I have defeated this earthworm with my words -- imagine what I would have done with my fire breathing fists."

    8. On His Estranged Wife Brooke Muller's Restraining Order
    "Great. I was already planning on staying 100 parsecs away from her." (A parsec is a Star Wars unit of length equalling 3.26 light-years.)

    9. On His Porn Star "Family"
    "Let me say this about the Goddesses, I don't think the term is good enough, but when you're bound by these terrestrial descriptions, you must use the best term available. So if you think about it, dude, I'm 0-for-3 in marriage, but like in baseball, the scoreboard doesn't lie. Never has. So what we all have is a marriage of the hearts. And to sully, contaminate, or radically disrespect this unit with a shameful contract is something I'll leave to the amateurs and bible grippers."

    10. On the Possibility of Relapsing
    "No. Not going to. Period. The end. I blinked and I cured my brain. Can't is the cancer of happen."


    This is what happens when you do crack.

    Thursday, March 03, 2011

    Scissors, Paper, Rock...

    Now THIS is entertainment! Heh. I can't read it to Livie, though, because she loves playing that game.

    Wednesday, March 02, 2011

    Walk This Way...

    Leia took her first independent steps last night...seven of them, and then five, and then another five, etc. We knew she could walk; she's just lazy and didn't want to do it because she can get where she wants to faster by crawling. Duh. Liesl's the same way. Liesl usually does stuff a few weeks later than Leia, anyway, so I know she's next.

    Leia has been able to walk for a while. She, like Liesl, cruises everywhere, but Leia takes more chances and gets bold with her steps. Last night, she couldn't stop giggling as she took her steps. It was her new cool trick and she was on stage. Oh, the giggling! She filled the living room with full-belly baby laughter. It was precious!

    Both girls have one month before they're referred for physical therapy or even Early Intervention, so they'd better start walking soon. I really don't want to go through the whole EI thing again. It was tough enough with Jack when we had to arrange all his therapies and find the right therapists for him and he only had EI for a speech delay.

    I just remember Jack having OT, ST, and DT, all for a speech delay and none of his therapists said he was on the autism spectrum, especially since he'd caught up with his speech delay with only six months of therapy. Everyone just said it was sensory processing disorder. Yet, last May he received the educational determination of autism (high-functioning, possibly Asperger's in the future) through the school district, just so he can receive OT, ST, and SW at school. And now he's teaching himself how to play classical music on the piano...on his own. The autism spectrum is such a peculiar thing. Cognitively, Jack is not delayed at all, but socially he is. And he's got, dare I say, these savant-like musical abilities.

    I don't want to go through EI ever again. So, let's keep our fingers crossed that these girls get off their lazy butts and start walking well enough to not need a referral for PT or EI next month. Leia is off to a great start right now; let's hope Liesl follows her twin sister's lead.

    Tuesday, March 01, 2011

    Bipolar, Perhaps?...

    Is it just me or is Charlie Sheen nuts? I don't normally post about celebrities, but this turn he's taken is so bizarre. He's so eccentric in his behavior, so wide-eyed, so haggard-looking, like someone who's lived a life of indulgence. And his reasoning is so...out there.

    Personally, I think he's bipolar and he doesn't take his meds. And I think he's been self-medicating for so long that we don't know who the real Charlie Sheen is. That's my take.

    Such a talented guy throwing it all away. A big ego + mental illness + drug addiction = a recipe for disaster.

    I should've put him on my Dead Pool List this year. I wonder what he'll do next. The only ones I really feel bad for are his kids. Can you imagine a Dad like that? Ugh.

    Another thing I might be curious about is...could this just be a huge publicity stunt and he's doing the best acting he's ever done in his whole career? I wouldn't put it past Hollywood to come up with something like this, film it, call it a "reality show," and rake in dough hand-over-fist. Could this really just be acting?