This is triple-witching day in my little universe: a wedding, a reunion with the people I grew up with, and Mother’s Day.
Moonie
I have a casual friend in her mid forties who’s been on the dating treadmill since her divorce four years ago.
This lady owns her own home outright, the market value of which is somewhere around 3/4 of a million dollars. She’s gainfully employed and her kids are pretty much finished with their college educations.
She’s in reasonable health, attractive and has a newish automobile.
And she’s always, perpetually miserable about (you guessed it) some man.
Gardener’s Diary
It’s raining cats and dogs right now, and sometimes, it takes very little to make a person happy: Bob was ecstatic that I got orange creamsicles for an overnight treat, and I am extremely grateful to have finished my outdoor work before the torrent.
Waffles, Bacon and Comics Creator
For their last several overnights, my grandkids have hardly watched any TV, but have occupied themselves with some activities that we adults would call “educational”.
Lord of the Flies
A year or more ago, I opined to one of our local Microsoft representatives that his company’s line of “Team”-oriented development products was pitched to a non-existent audience: an IT team.
Robots
Emme built and programmed her first Mindstorms robot this past weekend.
She worked for hours on the construction of the Roverbot and finished all 7 of the introductory and advanced workshops in the Robotics Invention System 2.0 series.
The Bravest Man in America
BLIMP
Yesterday, P, B, the kids and I sallied forth to IKEA to check out storage units for Bob and James, whose room is in a state of perpetual chaos.
Random Thoughts on Illegal Aliens
There are supposed to be massive walkouts and protests today by groups that support amnesty for illegal immigrants, proof, they say, of the country’s dependence on the 9-12 million in the underground economy.
Supposedly, all of us benefit from the subpar wages without benefits paid to illegals, whether it’s because we stay in hotels that employ chambermaids to clean up after us, or eat chicken, pork and beef processed by companies like Tyson, Cargill, Hormel, and Seaboard.
This and That
Remarkable article in today’s NYTimes.com on depression in adoptive mothers, a widespread phenomenon (77% reported such feelings in a survey): http://www.nytimes.com/2006/04/25/health/25adop.html
The only thing wrong with this article is that it didn’t even acknowledge the potential (this area is largely unstudied) impact on adoptees of being around a depressed mother for up to a year of their early childhood.
As it says, society puts adoptive parents on a pedestal. Look at the number of liberal politicians (Hillary Clinton and Mario Cuomo, for example) who blather on about adoption as a noble solution to family problems. Anything that could potentially crack the pedestal by telling even the partial truth is radical, so more power to the researchers.