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Saturday, April 27th, 2013
5:03 pm
I resigned one of my volunteer Scout positions this week.

I was going to resign eventually, anyway, hopefully gracefully and gradually, but instead I finally hit my breaking point and officially stepped down in anger and frustration and whatever that emotion is that is sad-because-of-anger (the one that happens when one feels betrayed and abandoned by people one cares about).

I bet German has a word for that one...  :)

Certainly, I was overextended.  Doctoring is a 70-or-so-hour-a-week job, and my list of "jobs" for Scouting had gotten ugly.  (Service unit manager for Girl Scouts, Girl Scout troop leader, Girl Scout troop cookie mom, Girl Scout troop treasurer, Girl Scout troop fall product chair, Boy Scout troop committee member, Cub Scout pack committee chair, Cub Scout pack advancement chair, Cub Scout pack trainer.)

But I didn't really quit because of my overextension.  I was doing all that stuff because I'm a flipping control freak who really believes that on some level that the only person you can trust to do a job correctly is yourself.  No martyrdom here, really--just a nasty bit of egotism.  Unfortunately, it's rarer than most non-control-freaks believe for this belief to get debunked.  People who aren't grabbing life and strangling it for control all the time are usually letting what they consider "minor details" slip past them and through the cracks, and they really aren't doing the jobs that need to be done.

I quit because I was unappreciated.  I quit because I wasn't getting any help.  This volunteer job was not only no longer paying me enough, it was now poisoning my soul.  :(

Right now, however, stepping down hasn't leached the poison part at all.  I'm now angry and sad and that emotion I was looking for the word for up there.  Sad/angry.  Pissed off to the point of tears.  That hurt that isn't content with just walking away.  The one that needs to stab and gouge and wound before leaving.  I'm sixteen all over again, needing someone to know that they hurt me, that they were out of line, etc, rather than just walking away.

And I really do know that I should be too "grown up" for this.  I thought I'd left this vindictive self somewhere in age 21.  That I was better than this.  Because being an adult has taught me that the venting of pain usually does not actually accomplish anything that makes moving forward any easier, despite what I believed when I was young, despite all my cute metaphors about draining the abscess, etc.

I feel like I'm 15 and fantasizing about how people coming by my hospital bed or funeral would feel, knowing that they'd treated me so poorly.

Arrgh.  And bleah.  This wears off, right?  I will come to peace with this.  I will no longer want to lecture other adults about what terrible human beings they are.

Or someone will make the mistake of giving me the opening and I'll take the opportunity to scream at them for a change.  ;)

Blissful days to you, LJers.  Being a grown-up is still hard, isn't it?

current mood: sad

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Tuesday, October 23rd, 2012
2:03 pm
Un-PC (you have been warned!) Facebook funny of the day:

Friend laments:  Somebody needs to educate Jehovah witness and the awkward Cali Surfer dude that tries to sell meat out of his truck that I among others occasionally "sleep when baby sleeps". I couldn't even ignore "Jehovah" this morning because it sounded like they were tearing down the door and I didn't want it to wake the baby.

Another friend suggests maybe a do not disturb sign for her door.

Third friend's response?  Post a sign saying, "I do not need meat.  Plenty of Jehovah's Witnesses in freezer."  

current mood: silly

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Sunday, October 21st, 2012
9:22 pm
Another nice weekend, mostly.

Have reached that point in the year where I'm resenting my business for keeping me so overwhelmed.  Spent hours trying to get all the lab result letters out today, when I really wanted to go out to Bernheim Forest where Hubby and Princeling were, to let the Princess go gallivant around at Colorfest.  

I made the most of this mommy-ing thing, though.  Took the kiddos on a walk around town Friday--DQ to use their report cards for free food, added some ice cream, then to the library.  Sharing books is turning out to be our great bonding exercise for this fall, I think.

Princess and I watched TV while I worked on charts yesterday, then we took a break and colored for a bit.  Today, she accompanied me to the office for me to work on those aforementioned labs, but we took a computer break to play catch in the parking lot in the lovely fall day, so she was pretty content, and I remembered it was the little quality moments that mean the most.  

When we got home, I started up the charcoal chimney for burgers and hot dogs.  Hubby and Princeling brought in leftover chips from the campout, so we had a good outdoor dinner.

Everyone is now down for the night but me and the pets.  I'll start getting them all settled soon.

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Tuesday, October 16th, 2012
1:03 am
Really should be taking this time to catch up on the sleep debt.  It appears I never learn, hm?

Wanted to talk about my trip with the munchkins, before I forgot.

Took both my kiddos on a weekend trip to Nashville to the Southern Festival of Books.  Got pointed in that direction when finding that catvalente was this close to my backyard.  Reviewed the schedule and saw there was also Katherine Paterson and Judith Viorst.  We are a huge fan of the Alexander books in my home (thanks to cc_wolf for introducing me so long ago), and Princess got Lulu and the Brontosaurus as her free book from the Barnes & Noble summer reading program, so Viorst was a must-see, as well.  So, we bought copies of The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own MakingThe Girl Who Fell Beneath Fairyland and Led the Revels There, and Lulu Walks the Dogs, found Princeling's copy of Bridge to Terabithia and hit the road.  Hubby had to work, so it was just me and the little folk.

Woke at go-to-school time, cereal bars in the car, much-speedier-than-I-suspected straight shot to Tennessee.  Brief stop at the welcome center (I'm a sucker for that first rest stop in every state I visit), picked up some brochures and a map I never used, then straight on into Nashville.  Got there early, ate a more substantial breakfast (massive fail on finding not-completely-covered-in-sugar food for the kids, which resulted in an additional meal I wasn't expecting due to children turning up their noses at the fancy-pants cafe food), and got Terabithia signed.  Off to the Viorst talk (she's as funny as you would expect, and irreverent, and the kids didn't fidget much at all), and her signing.

And this is where the parenting went off the rails.  We walk a lot, me and my munchkins.  We walk to school every day.  So, I opted for the "park the car once for an all-day fee, walk everywhere" plan.  And somehow, my son found out that Nashville had a model of the Parthenon.  And who can turn down a child who requests to go to a historical museum?  So, I looked up the directions and decided we could walk there.  

(Pertinent to the events of my day is that I also managed to kill my phone battery with map searching over the morning, so that the texts from my mother trying to locate me all afternoon went unreceived.)

So, we grabbed a pizza from a downtown restaurant, then set out on the "approximately 2.5 mile" walk to the Parthenon.  LONG walk.  Worth it, though.  Princeling swears the Parthenon was the best part of the trip, and thanked me for taking them.  (Awww.)  Then, we tried walking to a bookstore to get a second set of the Fairyland books, since the Festival was sold out of the first book, and the kids each wanted their own set signed.  Another LONG walk to Bookman's/Bookwoman's (punctuated by my asking for directions from a worker in a postal truck who declared the remaining distance "quite a walk" while eyeing the kiddos--if she'd only known how far we'd already been, she may have called child protective services!) with a strikeout on the books, but Bookman's does allow any kid coming in to select a free book from a rack, so they were thrilled anyway.  (Their affinity for freebies of any sort marks them genetically as definitely mine.)  ;)

Now, Princeling had made the call on the next stop as well--Hard Rock Cafe for dinner.  He was dead set on this.  So, library on 5th Avenue to Parthenon on 26th Avenue, to Bookman's on 21st, to Hard Rock on 1st.  Stopped at CVS for a phone charger for the car, stopped for hydration, then onward to dinner.  Most of the walk to and from the Parthenon was punctuated by the Vanderbilt family weekend folks at the parks and on the streets, and by the folks going to the Vandy football game, so we were never alone on the streets, and the foray into downtown Nashville nightlife by the Hard Rock was no different. We ate dinner, and then were treated to sidewalk musicians, lots of live music streaming out of the bars, and stragglers from a local zombie walk of some sort.  (My only complaints were the zombie child out on the sidewalk with no shoes and the zombie young lady who apparently believes pantyhose with no underwear is enough coverage even when your skirt only covers the top half of your backside.  *shudder*)

Princess fell in love with Nashville and declared that she wished we could move there and never leave.

So, by the time we made it back to our car, we had walked (I've checked Google Maps on this) over six miles.  I think I've nearly run another hole through yet another set of FiveFingers.  

Drove up Highway 31 over an hour to stay at my brother's house in Kentucky for the night, with stops at the grocery for breakfast and at the Books-A-Million for Fairyland.  (Thank you, Hendersonville!)  To bed after 10, up again at 7:15.  And.... back to Nashville!
Sunday was Bicentennial Mall Park (because I got us up ungodly early for the time we actually needed to be in town, since the Festival didn't start back up until noon, and that was Central time, and I was still operating on Eastern).   Then to catvalen's talk (kids got a bit fidgety due to the panel discussion--sorry!) and signing, then back on the road for Krystals (which we can't get at home) and the long drive back up scenic 31 (another Princeling request--I didn't realize how much of the itinerary my boy dictated this time around) to home in time for showers, lunch packing, tooth brushing, and clothes choosing prior to bed.  Started the second Fairyland book together, which is the first time I've read aloud to them in a long time.

So, exhausted, but feeling very close to my little folks.  It was a good little mom and kid mini vacay.  Now if I can just recover enough to make it through the week to the next weekend for some SLEEP.  

Night, LJers!

current mood: content

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Wednesday, October 3rd, 2012
12:46 am - New Fairyland novel
To imagine that we will get a series. So wonderful. Will want to introduce the Girl Scouts to it, too, as they become old enough to handle the vocabulary.



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Saturday, June 9th, 2012
3:38 pm - Thoughts on day camp
Have completed another week at Girl Scout day camp, with interruption. Princess went down Wednesday morning with nausea and low-grade fever, and stayed home both Wednesday (her birthday--boo!) and Thursday with what turned out to be a urinary tract infection. I have to guess that she either skipped the latrine too often, or drank too little, or both...

Anyway, even if I'd been there all week, I suspect this experience would have still been a huge improvement over last year's, so I feel compelled to analyze it a bit, for reproduction next year.

First, the girls had nearly all been to at least one year of camp previously. I suspect having a group of seasoned girls made a huge amount of difference to their expectations and their ability to grasp what was expected of them.

Second, I was much more zen about my role. I was OK with being a bit of a nag if necessary, and felt more comfortable in my skin, both from my own revised expectations, and from knowing what I was doing (rather than the "tossed in the deep end" experience from last year).

I had good adult support from people who complemented me well (as in, they were better with the girls, and let me take the organizational role).

I brought a set of baskets for clothes changes this year, and although the lack of soaring 95-plus-degree temperatures we had last year may also have made re-clothing less unappealing for the girls (as opposed to having to put back on soaking panties one had sweated in all day), I think the baskets helped, since we had absolutely zero clothing left in the tent when we packed up at the end of the week. (Think I was almost disappointed, since I brought in a bit of a haul for my daughter last year, but my brilliance in bringing the baskets was praised effusively, so that was a nice reward.)

Had to put on my disciplinary hat a time or two, but did fine. So, in short, a much better experience. Now I dread trying to get caught up sufficiently to get back to work.

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Sunday, January 15th, 2012
6:04 pm - So this is why we gain weight in the winter...
Cleaned the house for Christmas and New Year's activities, and have been compulsive about keeping the tables cleared and the dishwasher loaded/unloaded. The resulting space and new gadgets have resulted in some culinary dabbling.

Started before the holidays with husband's fudge obsession--we still have a bit of chocolate, peanut butter, pumpkin, gingerbread, and bacon chocolate left. Leftover turkey and ham did duty as ham croquettes and lunch sandwiches, with a bit still in the freezer, waiting on tetrazzini and another ham plan yet to be determined, and the ham bone went into a nummy bean soup.

Hubby has the ice cream bowl for his KitchenAid mixer now, so he's made vanilla ice cream and apple cider sorbet, and has a peanut butter chocolate chip ice cream curing in the freezer. I cooked a whole chicken in the crock pot last week (easiest thing ever--season and leave), ate some of the chicken for dinner, replaced the carcass in the crock with some water to make homemade broth, skimmed the fat from the broth and added veggies and some of the chicken for soup, and used the leftover chicken for chicken salad and chicken quesadillas.

Am loving this process of roasting one large thing and re-using it in a variety of ways. And crock pots are the best inventions ever (crock pots were the tool for the chicken, the broth, the bean soup, and the chicken soup).

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Wednesday, December 14th, 2011
4:05 pm - Writer's Block: B.Y.O.B. Holidays
What is your must-see holiday movie? One random answer will win a $50 Amazon gift card. [Details here]

"'Twas the Night Before Christmas," featuring Joel Grey--it's the one with the mice and the clockmaker; it features some adorable songs ("Even a Miracle Needs a Hand," "Give Your Heart a Try").

It makes me feel young and happy. I suppose it may have to do with its 1974 release date; I was born in '75, so this one is "my movie." :)

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Tuesday, October 11th, 2011
9:53 pm - Mississippi Personhood Amendment
Originally posted by gabrielleabelle at Mississippi Personhood Amendment

Mississippi is voting on November 8th on whether to pass Amendment 26, the "Personhood Amendment". This amendment would grant fertilized eggs and fetuses personhood status.

Putting aside the contentious issue of abortion, this would effectively outlaw birth control and criminalize women who have miscarriages. This is not a good thing.

Jackson Women's Health Organization is the only place women can get abortions in the entire state, and they are trying to launch a grassroots movement against this amendment. This doesn't just apply to Mississippi, though, as Personhood USA, the group that introduced this amendment, is trying to introduce identical amendments in all 50 states.

What's more, in Mississippi, this amendment is expected to pass. It even has Mississippi Democrats, including the Attorney General, Jim Hood, backing it.

The reason I'm posting this here is because I made a meager donation to the Jackson Women's Health Organization this morning, and I received a personal email back hours later - on a Sunday - thanking me and noting that I'm one of the first "outside" people to contribute.

So if you sometimes pass on political action because you figure that enough other people will do something to make a difference, make an exception on this one. My RSS reader is near silent on this amendment. I only found out about it through a feminist blog. The mainstream media is not reporting on it.

If there is ever a time to donate or send a letter in protest, this would be it.

What to do?

- Read up on it. Wake Up, Mississippi is the home of the grassroots effort to fight this amendment. Daily Kos also has a thorough story on it.

- If you can afford it, you can donate at the site's link.

- You can contact the Democratic National Committee to see why more of our representatives aren't speaking out against this.

- Like this Facebook page to help spread awareness.

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Friday, August 26th, 2011
12:26 am - The whirlwind begins
I showed up to the first parent meeting of Girl Scout recruitment and came across looking knowledgeable and on top of things.

I've been terrified of this new service unit manager position, so I'm kind of pumped that I managed to rock this.

Now, we'll see if I manage to get the paperwork together, the people to show up on Monday that said they would, etc.

Hopefully, no children will be left looking for troops to settle into.

And I won't lose any of the checks that people gave us tonight despite my insisting that they really shouldn't.

So, now the crazy week starts. Tomorrow is shopping and cake baking for Princeling's birthday party. Party is Saturday afternoon with an overnight campout in the backyard carrying 8 or 9 kids into Sunday morning. Sunday afternoon is a Girl Scout hike with creek-stomping and food at the camp. Then it's some prep for Girl Scouts, because Monday afternoon is Market Day pick up followed by me running my first-ever service unit meeting for the city Girl Scout leaders. Tuesday evening is Girl Scout troop meeting. Wednesday is Princeling's birthday, so we have going to school for lunch and probably out for dinner. Thursday, I'm teaching first aid to the entire Cub Scout pack.

I think I'll spend Labor Day weekend in the fetal position.

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12:17 am
Dear Little Clinic:

As a dedicated member of the American Academy of Family Physicians, I am supposed to detest you for stealing my work. And, most days, when I think about you at all, it is with disdain and aggravation.

Thus, it is a fun day when I can think of you with smug self-righteousness instead. :P

Every time you send someone with acute sinusitis or otitis home on an antibiotic alone without making sure you also prescribe an antihistamine and/or decongestant, I get to smugly cure the patient when he/she comes in with persistent symptoms once the antibiotic course is complete. And, I get to give my favorite goofy patient-education lecture about stagnant ponds and mosquitoes! Thank you! These are easy cases for me, because they are easy cases, and when you fail to get them right, it makes me look more necessary.

Now, for the one particular yahoo who missed this big major life-changing diagnosis the other day? I have a tip. "She didn't even swab me, because MY MOUTH was white when she looked in," gives me part of the diagnosis without any exam at all. When the patient shares the rest of her big pieces--her bone-shattering fatigue, double vision, and nausea, which I know she mentioned to you, because she didn't actually have a sore throat or earache to have sent you tearing off in that wrong direction--I find myself both aghast at your misdiagnosis and giddy at my history-interpreting skills. If you had pried deeper, she might have also mentioned the dry mouth, increased water intake, and weight loss she's had for the last 12 weeks (to the tune of 40 pounds), which she attributed to a medication side effect.

So, to sum up: white mouth does not equal strep. Not ever. Fatigue and nausea? OK, maybe could attribute to strep, but in the absence of a fever, it gets a bit shakier. White patches in a dessicated mouth, my dear, is THRUSH. And thrush in a previously healthy woman who is exhausted and nauseated, who has recently lost weight and gotten thirsty and can't see? That is undiagnosed diabetes, textbook. Treating diabetes and thrush with antibiotics? Won't help the first problem, and might exacerbate the second.

If you'd done a fingerstick glucose, like I did, you might have gotten this diagnosis. A good first start would have been to know the difference between strep throat and oral thrush. It appears you identified this set of hoofbeats on the prairie as belonging to a dog, rather than the horse it really was. Our dear patient had a glucose of over 500.

Let the powers that be keep pretending that the nurse-in-a-box can do my job. I just hope to heaven none of them kill someone.

With mixed concern and delight,

An MD whose extra years of school did mean something, thank you very much

And, regarding the same patient:

Dear colleague:

I believe I just gained a newly diagnosed diabetic to my practice (and maybe her mother, who accompanied her, as well), mostly because you have bizarre office policies. When I am away, my patients are indeed a bit underserved, because, though I answer my calls, I do not have anyone to physically see my patients when I'm out.

I am mystified, however, about why an ill patient (with aforementioned fatigue, nausea, and blurred vision) could not be seen by your partner while you were on vacation. The explanation she understood was that he would not see your patients while you were away. What, pray tell, is the point, therefore, of a partner? And who the heck was supposed to be manning the ship? Perhaps this was merely a misunderstanding, but it appears, by virtue of being available, I may have appropriated your patient. You may want to rethink your policies or re-educate your staff on proper triage.

Thankful but confused,

Your down-the-street colleague

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Thursday, August 18th, 2011
6:04 pm - Burnt out, thy name is primary care physician
Dear specialists:Collapse )

Dear pharmacists:Collapse )

current mood: aggravated

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Sunday, July 10th, 2011
12:02 am
Still just me and the Princess.  Hit the library to return books and gather her summer reading reward, then out to the pool party two-step for the day.

First was our Girl Scout troop's summer activity--one of my co-leaders hosted them all at her house, and they frolicked in the pool for a couple hours.  Princess had some episodes of crankiness that spoke to me of fatigue; she kept becoming tearful and pouty because others weren't sharing with her.

I'm sure somewhere there's a punchline to "how many women does it take to operate a gas grill?"; in our case, it was apparently more than three, and she ended up giving up and making food on the George Foreman grill instead, which made us late for our second date, which was a combo birthday party for a set of brothers in Cub Scouts who are, collectively, some of Princess's favorite people on the planet.  This party was also at a pool.  So, we arrived home exhausted and sunburned.

Princess had an episode of stomachache on the way over to Party #2 and almost didn't get in the pool at all, but once I convinced her to get in, after copious water intake, she perked right up, confirming my diagnosis of overheating and dehydration.  (That little one seems to have inherited her mommy's talent for getting overheated; I did the same thing as a kid, and I am very much dreading when her hormones kick in and make that ten times worse around age 13.)

Should wrap up and tuck myself in soon.  Boys back at noon tomorrow, and it would be bad form to still be in bed when they arrive.

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Thursday, July 7th, 2011
9:39 pm
The boys are out to camp for the weekend.  Princeling passed the beginner Aquanaut part of the swimmer test, so he may be well on the way to Super Webelo; hooray!

I took the day off to get Princess started on back-to-school shopping.  Got her supplies, new shoes, and cleaned up impressively at Gymboree (stacked the current Big Red Balloon sale with an additional 20% off coupon and got around 25 items for $73).

Also, had to buy myself some shoes.  My beloved FiveFingers have been abused by my pounding the asphalt with them, and there are holes in the soles of my Classics, with thin areas in the same spot on the soles of my KSOs.  So, new Vibrams--Komodos, for the thicker bottoms:


Would have liked a brighter color, but not crazy about those blue ones, and they didn't have them in my size, anyway (and that was at the second store I checked).

We wrapped up with painting out nails.  Mine are blue, hers are an every-other-nail blue-and-pink alternating pattern.

Very tired, but feeling accomplished.  Now must concentrate enough to tackle the office messages.

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Saturday, July 2nd, 2011
10:19 pm
Husband has been under the weather.

Thus, most of my household projects are all mine.  Slept in until 10:30, then proceeded to empty and fill the dishwasher, run some loads of laundry, fold some laundry, and then went to work on the yard.  Pulled out all the baby sumac trees, baby locust trees, and baby redbud trees from the hedges, irises, and day lilies.  Then pulled the morning glories out of the hedges (which always saddens me, because it flowers so pretty, but I can't seem to train it to go somewhere productive) and the grapevines out of the evergreen trees.  Fell on my butt and elbow onto the asphalt while playing tug-o-war with the grapevine.  Impaled two fingers grabbing what I thought was morning glory in the birdbath, that turned out to be wild raspberry vine.

Have since showered and gone out to the store(s)--fireworks, groceries, and supplies for regrouting the shower.  That chore looks like it's going to be all me, as well, at least until I screw it up.

Three-day weekend.  Relaxation.  Ha!

The cookout and swimming at Mom's tomorrow is actually going to add to my stress, in that it's cutting into the time I have to do everything else.  Funny how, when one is making plans, one imagines the weekend as being so much longer than it really is.

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Thursday, June 30th, 2011
10:26 pm
Husband sick, with no voice.  Son now complaining of sore throat and general malaise.  Daughter complaining of sore throat at tuck-in time--wondering if she's really getting sick, or just feeling left-out.

Pass the Lysol.

Scrubbed out the shower yesterday.  Discovered will likely need to re-grout.  Bleah.

Garden looks lovely.  Can't tell if my volunteer squash plants are yellow squash or watermelon or pumpkin, but it appears they might be a variety, as some of the baby fruits coming out are yellow, and some are green.  Need to find something to plant in the empty third of the garden.  Late kohlrabi or lettuce, or some such, along with a few more autumn squash?  Would like to someday get peas to work out, but I'm not sure how late is safe to try those, or if I simply need to resign myself to being too late with the tilling every spring to ever get peas to survive the heat. I suspect the squash are going to run over the corn before it gets properly established; I didn't plan the plot correctly this time around.

So quiet here; everyone asleep but me.  Should shuffle off that way, I guess, but feeling instead the need to connect with someone.  The workday was a bit slow, as well, so I've spent too much time at a screen and too little talking to people.

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Saturday, June 25th, 2011
3:41 pm
Finally have cashed in the kids' report cards for the available freebies--went to Graeter's the other night, Dairy Queen a few weeks ago, and finally Krispy Kreme this morning.

Early morning after a late night (got myself hip-deep into Mike Carey's "The Naming of the Beasts" and couldn't put it down).  Walked to the local farm supply store for tomato cages in the kids' wagon, as well as the farmer's market.  Bought some kohlrabi, which I've never tried to eat or cook, and some local honey and a sirloin.  Found out the kids' elementary school organized a gardening club at the end of the year (which we didn't recall ever hearing about), and went to see the container garden out by the side of the school.  Princess really wants to go to their next meeting (they do gardening and cooking lessons), which means Princeling, who was less enthused at the idea, will likely need to check it out, as well, since they were really aiming for 2nd graders and up (and she's just going into 1st).  Will have to see if I can rope my dad into taking them over there.

Recruited a couple of potential Cub Scouts while there, gave them the info on Field Day next month.

Came to the office to pay bills and chug away at paperwork.  Hubby went home and set up my irrigation system for the garden.  With all the early rain, and the absence of Cub Scout seeds this year, I really only have less than half the garden taken up at this point.  Will start researching things I can plant late for fall harvest.  It looks like we'll have plenty of pumpkins due to volunteers from last year's rotting fruit, but they'll be so early, I'll have to consider replanting some for Halloween-time.

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Monday, June 20th, 2011
10:09 am
Visited with old friends this weekend--hubby and I went to college with them, and their oldest is the same age as our youngest, and, in the nature of six-year-old girls, they are still thrilled to see each other each time, despite the year or two between each visit.

Found out the Joseph-Beth in Lexington is not, as I had heard, closed--there was a bankruptcy issue, but there's been a shift in ownership, and it appears to be still thriving.

Took the scenic route, plus some wandering-the-back-roads detours, back home, through Versailles and Lawrenceburg and Mt. Eden.  Got dark, so not a lot of scenery, though the lightning bugs are amazing to watch in the fields from the car as dusk falls.

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10:04 am
There is a 2-week period of blank space on our family calendar, and I cannot remember when I last saw such an improbable thing.

Somewhere this week, there will be a playdate with my daughter's friend who is visiting from Colorado, so it's not all lacking in social functions, but there is a breather here.  Unfortunately, we ran so hard these last 2 weeks that I'm just hoping the blank space has room for sleep.  But, of course, the to-do list is far from empty, so we have plenty to keep us occupied here.  Maybe I'll get caught up; stranger things have happened.

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Tuesday, June 14th, 2011
10:07 pm - internet powers, activate!

Originally posted by kythryne at internet powers, activate!
Okay, people. I need you to take this viral, and fast.

We know someone in upstate New York who needs a good custody lawyer ASAP. I'm not at liberty to go into details publicly, but this woman is very afraid that her abusive boyfriend is going to get sole custody of her young child.  She's presently being represented by a court-assigned lawyer who doesn't seem to care about the case, and she has very few resources left at this point. Her next hearing is on Thursday.

If you know a good lawyer in New York State who might be willing to take this case for a low fee or pro bono, or at least offer her advice or support, please let me know. If you don't know anyone, please repost this far and wide. As a mother and an abuse survivor, it makes me absolutely sick to my stomach to contemplate a child being left in the hands of an abuser.

I can be reached at kythryne@gmail.com if you have any leads or want to help.

The internet can work miracles. Let's go.

Edit, Tuesday afternoon: Huge, huge thanks to everyone who has signal-boosted, offered resources, emailed me, and otherwise been willing to help. Our friend is overwhelmed by the kindness of strangers. Amy and I are driving over to New York tomorrow afternoon so we can provide support in person, and we are working on plans to help our friend and her daughter get back on their feet once the custody case is over.

(If you would be interested in donating an item or service to a fundraising auction in the near future, please let me know. Our friend is a talented artist and a wonderful mother to a beautiful little girl who deserves a safe home, and it wouldn't take much to make a huge difference in their lives.)

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