tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67669222012-02-02T15:57:36.095-08:00Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.comBlogger121100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-41044072890894018042010-12-24T23:02:00.000-08:002010-12-24T23:02:56.680-08:00

1. Spending a day with my daddy and my sister (and now my daughter), in which we cook something delicious. It doesn't matter what as long as it can be something that reminds my dad about his childhood. This year he roasted lamb & vegetables, made potatoes and gravy and stuffing. My sister made her traditional non-traditional smorgasbord of deliciousness, which included brie cheese, fresh seafood

Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-55265149560273536452009-12-22T12:12:00.000-08:002009-12-22T12:12:01.727-08:00

Well, it looks like it's time for me to spend another lunch (half) hour writing something that ends up profound or profoundly stupid - depending on my mood. I don't feel like the most thoughtful nor the most entertaining person right now. But, I also feel like I need an outlet for ... well, for the something that sits in my chest and makes me feel odd and distant this past week. Let me start

Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-49543519439534696712009-10-09T13:19:00.001-07:002009-10-09T13:41:14.889-07:00

I love weekends with my daughter. Every Sunday (or Friday if Leigh and I switch nights), I get to spend the entire day with her, doing whatever we please. So far today, we've cleaned my room, done puzzles, watched Nightmare Before Christmas and emptied the toy box looking for missing puzzle pieces (we found all but one, for the record.) And, while Ellie is peacefully slumbering away upstairs,

Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-14531044592985274752009-07-12T22:22:00.001-07:002009-07-12T22:31:23.582-07:00

I'm trying to better myself... still. Right now, I've been writing a little bit (shock and awe!), and eating better. I set a very moderate weight-loss goal, and I'm hoping to blow it out of the water. I've been taking a lot better care of myself and my house. I always took good care of my daughter, thank goodness, but I feel like she's getting even better care now. When mommy's happy, so is baby.

Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-66783926899650502052009-06-10T12:15:00.000-07:002009-06-10T12:24:45.151-07:00

Life is such a funny thing. I know people say that a lot, but it's really true - if, by funny you mean just about every adjective known to man. My favorites to apply: Chaotic, complex, hilarious, depressing, delightful, amazing, mundane, topsy-turvy, dark and lovely.I find myself frequently trying to wade through all of these ideas and emotions at the same time. They seem to make some sort of

Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-31196204571739960302009-05-15T21:29:00.000-07:002009-05-15T21:38:43.207-07:00

I feel like I'm in an upswing of information-intake right now. I'm running a proactive campaign to better myself.1. Quit smoking. I feel so much better already, it's not even funny. I have more energy, meaning that my house is cleaner, I'm cooking better meals, and myself and my daughter are both happier. Yay me!2. Head First: HTML with CSS & XHTMLI'm reading this book to teach myself the ropes.

Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-1050495050720771452008-10-08T13:22:00.000-07:002008-10-08T13:24:02.215-07:00

You know what I'm really sick of? I'm really sick of hearing about how those KRAZY liberals are demoralizing America.Can you explain that one to me again? Can you explain why acceptance of diversity in the amazing species we call man is a bad thing? Can you explain to me why wanting to help those less fortunate is a bad thing? Can you explain to me why going to war over oil and bragging rights is

Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-35332975311297223092008-08-18T19:01:00.000-07:002008-08-18T19:18:52.619-07:00

So, I was talking to the baby daddy the other day, and I mentioned a t-shirt I saw that said, "Threatening kids with a made up hell is child abuse." And I laughed about it.He said, "Let's not be those parents.""It won't be hard," I replied. "I don't believe in hell."He shook his head. "No, let's not be those parents that are so fundamentally against the fundamentalists."I agreed to it, but it

Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-38914008071399973222008-08-14T13:35:00.000-07:002008-08-14T13:58:29.454-07:00

I believe the world would be a far better place if people just used the words "I believe..." more often.I'm guilty of leaving them out, too. I'm guilty of thinking people who don't think like I do are insane or at the least very, very wrong. I don't like that about myself, tho. I'm trying to get past it. I want to respect my fellow woman (and fellow man) - but it's hard sometimes. It's really

Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-61660838269161215112008-08-08T20:30:00.000-07:002008-08-09T14:35:57.571-07:00

Why not? Because there's no such being! Is that a difficult concept to fathom? God is another interesting fairy tale - he sits along side Santa Claus, the tooth fairy, Hercules, gnomes, woodland fairies, and the bogey man. He's kind of an asshole, too. All those plagues and the smitings... not cool.And another thing about atheists - they don't all belong to one big group somewhere. They are not

Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-51796603998147238682008-07-21T20:34:00.000-07:002008-07-26T23:11:18.517-07:00

I don't fully understand why reproductive legislation has been designated a "women's issue" - and I still don't understand why it's a woman's responsibility to prevent pregnancy. (I mean, it's not like we're shooting eggs up your ding-a-ling, but I digress. That is another topic for another day.)My point is that Bush, while he's being booed out of office by the vast majority of both Democrats and

Emberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17457575270655551522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766922.post-45742368493723370852008-05-18T09:13:00.000-07:002008-05-18T10:13:41.326-07:00

I started this blog in 2004, if you can believe it. I never managed a post beyond "gee, I should really get going on this." It's not that I hadn't blogged before, or that I had nothing to say, I just wasn't sure this was the right place to say it. Well, I'm now in search of somewhere I can say what I want, and what's more appropriate than a blog no one will read. I can say whatever I want, and no

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