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Grateful For

Posted on Oct 13, 2010 in Uncategorized |

Practicing a new exercise. Here is today’s:

GRATEFUL FOR:

1. My best friend.

2. Happy kids this afternoon – no tears at school

3. Health insurance

4. Seeing Rita laugh

5. Being retweeted today for the iVoice report

6. Not drinking any wine today and feeling good for it

7. Having no “bad” moles at the dermatologist

8. Sharing a See’s candy with my mom

9. A good episode of The Good Wife

10. That all the miner’s are safe in Chile.

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One Day Before Santa

Posted on Dec 23, 2009 in Family and Friends, Featured, Thing 1, Thing 2, Uncategorized |



Snow Globe, originally uploaded by Thing Family.

Just one more day to go — one more rendition of “Santa Claus is Coming to Town,” just one more “How many days left, mom?,” just one more shake of the snow globe.

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Fearless Wonder

Posted on Nov 20, 2009 in Uncategorized |

Thing 2

Thing 2

JoyMy little Thing 2 took to the stage tonight. It wasn’t after nine months of ballet rehearsal, it wasn’t a school recital. She took to the stage when at the Santana Row Tree Lighting event, they asked for children to hit the stage. And she did. Front and center. Belting out Christmas carols like she knew the words (which, um, she didn’t really know many). She swayed to the music, danced and chimed in at the chorus.

I’m was never that kind of girl. Afraid that someone would think I was fat on stage or that I wasn’t dressed cute enough or whatever. My girl doesn’t have those issues. Up she went in front of at least a thousand people, smiling the kind of joy that can only come from the pure heart of a child.

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Endless Night

Posted on Nov 11, 2009 in Uncategorized |

EEG

EEG

I dreaded the EEG my Thing 1 was going to have this week. A night of sleep deprivation, an hour hooked up to machines reading his brain waves, a tired and scared little boy with nothing but me to look to for answers. In the end, the night I feared was filled with beautiful, intimate, life moments that I will never forget.

12:42 a.m. — We’re awake! Ready for all-nighter.

1:09 a.m. — So far so good. Kid is up, showered and dressed. Mama, however, needs a RedBull.

1:45 a.m. — At Mini Gourmet, Haven’t had grilled ham and cheese in a diner at 2am in well over a decade. And never when sober.

2:45 a.m. —  We are now xeroxing our Pokemon cards at a 24-hr Fedex.

3:22 a.m. — Hit the jackpot at Walgreen’s shopping for new Pokemon cards.

3:54 a.m. — Making a pit stop at home. Hoping this won’t be a mistake.

4:33 a.m. We’re now calling cousins on the east coast to say good morning.

4:42 a.m. And now we are counting allll of our Pokemon cards across the livingroom floor.

5:24 a.m. —  We are now at 24-hr Fitness watching @virtualgrl work out.

6:07 a.m. — Are at Psycho Donuts as they opened.

6:41 a.m. My son and I are watching the sunrise and planes takeoff at airport.

7:15 a.m. — Son asking for his twin sister to be with him here at hospital. Hooking up electrodes. There are 25 of them. Boy is doing great.

7:45 a.m. — Test is starting. He is almost asleep. We are looking for seizure patterns. No pain with test.

8:22 a.m. — Strobe light now. Forget kid, this shit is gonna give ME a seizure!

8:31 a.m. — Test is done. Boy is crying from exhaustion.

8:43 a.m. — Boy is requesting his twin sister. Saying her name over and over.


9:01 a.m. — Hugs all around. It’s all over.


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A Calling I Don’t Have

Posted on Nov 7, 2009 in Uncategorized |

A Calling

A Calling

So many dear friends I have are called to do something magnificent with their lives. I’ve got friends that are scientists, and NASA rocket scientists who literally live their passion for space. I see my kids’ teachers working harder than any job I’ve ever seen done, giving everything they’ve got to 30 children. literally living for them, their growth their happiness. They are called to serve our kids. I have a friend who made it is business to take the worst of the worst kids in our community and help them find their way to a high school degree. He almost never succeeds, but for the times he does, the calling keeps knocking.

Here is his philosophy: Teach skills and core life lessons together as one. He’s run a few different programs this way. For years he had an office set-up with used cubes for Silicon Valley startups, donated computers and a conference table for lecture time. He taught these rapists, gang banging, drug dealing, Juvee Hall graduates to do something constructive. He taught them to file. He taught them to ski. He taught them to use a computer and burn their own rap music. He taught them to cook and social economics. And he did it all without textbooks.

With budget cuts and freaky school politics, his program was cut. But another one lied in front of him: teach these derelicts to work with power tools. Saywhat?! That’s right. A new classroom filled with toilets, house framing, green technology experiments, welding equipment and even a skill saw that could so easily be used for a weapon. I saw the classroom the other day and watched my buddy in motion.

Kids fighting, getting high at school, ghetto speak everywhere. I wanted to bolt. It was depressing and sad and overwhelming to see a man so inspired for so long, keep investing in children with little hope. It was hard to shake the whole week. It wasn’t so much the kids, it was my friend. I just couldn’t get over the fact that someone has the soul — the calling — to get up and go to work everyday in a place that is filled with so little hope.

I wish I had that kind of passion.

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The F-Word

Posted on Nov 4, 2009 in Uncategorized |

I have a new post up at SV MOMS about The F-Word.

Have a read.

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