Friday casserole
The last several meals before embarking on a trip are awkwardly presented with the caveat, "look, we have to eat it now it because I'm not going to throw it away." Pull up a chair, and help yourself to the leftovers and perishables.
My son recently asked what feminism was. After giving him a brief definition, he shook his head in frustration at humanity and proclaimed matter-of-factly, "well then, I'm a feminist." He recently landed the role of editorial writer in his favorite class, Communications. He decided that he will write about name-calling, specifically addressing the kind that uses bias against a group of people.
My voice no longer sounds like all hawt like Kathleen Turner or Debra Winger as I recover from the cough from hell. Now it's more like the Jack-in-the-Box clown.
Actually, there's not a lot in this casserole as my head is still not clear and I just got a call from the real estate agent that will help us neighborhood shop next week. I am quite a procrastinator, and being sick sure helped that a lot! Now I must face the truth. The truth that is laundry, pet sitters, mail pickup, and charging ni-cad batteries for the camera. Worst of all? No internet.
See you on the 23rd. Stay out of trouble while I'm gone! Or, more precisely, keep on making trouble. I know you will.
Additions because my mind is slow, or more things I found in the fridge:
Update 1: A week ago there was a racket 10 feet from where I sit at the computer. It was a cardinal building a nest in the bushes just outside the window. It took a few days for me to find the nest. Correction: my daughter spotted it first, she has quite an eye. Yesterday things settled down, and I saw her (the cardinal) only a few times, without straw or twigs in her beak. Indeed, there are eggs in the nest now, and I wonder how long it will be until they hatch. Too bad we'll be gone for a week. The kids (and I) are loving the front row seat.



5 comments:
I hope you have a great trip! And I wish you strength for all of the miserable pre-trip last-minute yuck.
Your son is fantastic. :)
I love your son! That story (and of course him too) is a keeper!
Enjoy your trip...but more importantly, try to get better already!
Yeah, he's a keeper. How many 6th grade boys give a heartfelt "thank you, mom" when you spend hours talking frankly with them about sex, menstrural cycles and childbirth? I don't know how many do, but mine does. He listens best during what I think are my boring ramblings on topics (it's because we think alike, according to him). Thank goodness he did not decide to write his editorial on sex! I've told him before, now, be careful how much of this you share with other kids in your free time. It can get some parents pretty upset. It's fine to correct someone who is spreading bad information, but don't throw everything at them at once. Steps, not leaps.
Manxome - if he's writing about name-calling, he may want to read James Howe's Misfits. It's about name-calling and a bunch of kids who do something about it. It's also very good.
Thanks, mickle, that book looks pretty cool. He already wrote his editorial, and did a pretty impressive job. He started off by taking an informal survey of types of jokes told before he went into the harm that bigoted ones cause.
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