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Good Christmas was Good!

We had a fun day, enjoyed our presents and our dim sum. Next year, though, we might go back to a traditional plate restaurant. The dim sum was slightly less adventurous than usual, probably because of the large numbers of white people in the restaurant.

It's also really easy to lose track of how much money you are spending at Dim Sum. We didn't go too far over our target number, but still didn't stay under it either. And also, when it's crowded, it's hard to ask questions.

I hope everyone had a great holiday, and I for one am looking forward to the next clean slate that 2014 will bring.


I might finally get all the bills handled this pay cycle. 


It will be nice to enjoy my spiffy new ringtone instead of declining every call.

What I want right now.

I want a tattoo. Specifically, I want an Alice tattoo, a Gorey illustration, or a tattoo from the movie "A Mouse and his Child." (If you haven't seen this movie, and that's likely - it's genius. This movie affected me so deeply, I can still quote from it today. A work of unparalleled genius that I'm not sure you can feel the same way about as an adult - so show it to your kids. I have a copy that I will happily lend to anyone. Even if you don't have kids, watch it. It's amazing.)

Alice in Wonderland occupies a similar space in my heart, as do the works of Edward Gorey. The problem with Alice and Gorey is the proliferation of bad copy art (Gorey) and gross misinterpretation (Alice).

I love many things Alice, including the Disney movie - which is what made me read the book. I wouldn't consider any of the Disney art for ink - and my favorite Tenneil's would have to be cropped, because they are large. Some of the Hildebrand brothers illustrations are beautiful as well, and I am fond of some of the darker interpretations -but not sure I really want that for ink.

I don't even know where to begin on Gorey. I must have been in Kindergarten the first time I saw Gorey. It was "The Reluctant Guest." I'm not sure it was even supposed to be in my classroom - maybe it was. Or maybe it was the library. At any rate, I had just begun to read well enough that I would just pick books at random and read them while Goldi looked for her own books to read. I was captivated. I renewed that book until the librarian GAVE it to me. For many years, my winter coat was a majestic vinyl and plush concoction that looked JUST like the coat from the book. I still miss that coat - even though it was probably time for it to pass out of my life. I still miss it, and would take it back in a second - even if it never gets colder than 50, I will find a reason to wear it.

There are so many wonderful quotes from "A Mouse and his Child," so even though the artwork may not be familiar to most (I don't really want to answer a bunch of questions about it - I discovered recently that it was based on a book, so now I want to read it. (I also want to read the book that "The Princess Bride" is based on. I want to read the 14 pages about what they packed for a trip.) There are a few iconic images in my mind that can convey the right message if paired with a quote. One of the Elephant, one of the actual Mouse and Child, - the Raven... Anyway. Enough of this.

I need to go to sleep now.

Jul. 23rd, 2013


So I have reams of notes and printouts, and am prepared as I can be to take advantage of this last minute school board meeting to attack the appalling mismanagement of gifted resources at Davis.

I'm smart, motivated, and excellent debater.

Of course they could run out of time, and I'll just have to accost my personal school board member after the meeting and see if I can't get an office appt. I am well aware of the fact that the system is not designed to even try to meet the needs of either one of my children at this point. However, I am still playing along as if sending him to repeat the 1st grade is my only option if I fail.

Why? For all the parents of gifted kids who have to work long hours, leaving nothing extra for this sort of shit. For the gifted kids who aren't being identified because NT criteria are NA, and the small minded hacks in county board offices WON'T examine the evidence that's in front of their faces. For all the parents who aren't able to homeschool when the local school fails them. For my second child, who will need my reputation to precede me when she needs exceptions to the rules that have nothing to do with gifted children and everything to do with NCLB.

I had a rather long convo with Sommersett not too long ago about whether I wanted to raise Trey to be in the box or outside of the box. I want to raise him to decide his fate - not blindly accept it. I want him to skip a grade because he is suffering intellectually and socially with his calendar peers. I don't want him to hid his light under a barrel because that's indoctrinated into him by the hacks at the CCSD.

I know what's best for my child may not be best for every child. I am not backing down.

conducting another hair experiment. I mixed some complements blue with the live color. While the live color is called "Mystic Violet" and is very plummy on the box, it's a little too red on the hair. Purple, but not purple enough. The longevity of the tone was excellent, though.

So here's hoping that the 1oz of blue enhancer gets me the tone and longevity I'm after, otherwise, I'll have to switch to pravana, which will have to be a very dark color to keep my single process method. If I have to go double process, I'll have to cut a bunch of hair off, and probably have the first lightening done professionally.

Wish me luck.

Potty training was easy.

I never have anything to say about potty training in community posts. Both of mine were trained with little fanfare before 2. And largely without intervention from me - all I did was provide an appropriate receptacle, clap a few times for success and viola, done.

Good luck world.

And btw, I did not potty train my children to make other women feel bad, nor do either of them have recurrent bladder infections or behavior problems or any of the other dire consequences proponents of later training promise. My kids were ready, I let them learn.

Actually, that seems to be my whole philosophy. Kids seem ready for x,y or z. Let them try. If succeed - cheer and praise. If not, comfort and try again.

Kids are not the hard part of my life.

Dragon*Con. I am done forever.

As an abuse survivor, I will NEVER support this event until they are done with Kramer. I don't care how hard it is, how much money they will lose or if the remaining share holders have to work at Subway for the rest of their lives. The convention has other problems that kept me away - but this is the final nail in the coffin. Doing the right thing is often difficult. Suck it up, buttercup. This is UNACCEPTABLE.

In other words, cry me a fucking river that you might lose some money. Have you assholes considered what those kids are going through? Have you considered the measurable costs of proper therapy and the invisible costs of limiting someone for life through trauma.

FUCK YOU. Dragon-Con performer and customer Jim Stacy to stay away this year. “I can’t in good conscience have money that I’ve spent going to continue to allow him to skirt a trial date,”


So, after the principal said Trey was struggling with math and language arts, I took it upon myself to email the 1st grade teacher he's been working with to ask for work samples and more guidance about what she'd like me to reinforce at home.

She was baffled.

I mean, called me and specifically said - I'm not sure what gave you the impression that Trey was struggling. He picks everything up inside of a few examples and is surging forward even faster since he started going back to recess with his original class.

She mentioned that he's a lazy writer, but has no problem expressing himself or completing his other classwork.

Gee Dr. Mobley, I can't imagine why he had trouble when you took away his fucking recess. How about revisiting some child development books?

The super sucky caterpillar

Has emerged from his chrysalis once more to be an awesome butterfly.

Time to get some shit done before upcycle takes my butterfly and turns him back into a hummingbird.