Green Walmart and Monkey Meals

So this weekend was pretty nice. It was fairly relaxed and we got to spend some time doing little to nothing. We even checked out some model houses just for fun. Because we have time to waste on such things right now. Really nice after our how hectic our life as been.

So, first off, have you seen this ad:

Does it make you tear up a little? I’ll admit it does me. I know, that it will help Wal*Mart’s profits immensley to sell millions of pairs of organic pajama pants. But they’re still the only major retailer making these kinds of statements on TV. They’re the only ones saying if you buy product ‘x’ you can prevent ‘y’ gallons of pesticides from being dumped on the earth. I still don’t really like their products, but I’ve got to support a major corporation making a statement this strong about the protecting the environment. I wish Target would do something…

I’ve been trying to figure out ways to give Stella better meals lately. I really believed before we had her that we’d somehow get her to stay up later than 8pm and she would just eat the same food Julie and I do. How wrong I was. We’ve been feeding her warmed up frozen vegetables and chicken for quite a while now, but she’s recently balked at this bland meal. Probably because she’s had a few meals at restaurants now, and realizes how food can actually taste. I tried making extra portions of all the meals we eat, but that gets thrown off if we eat out, or if I don’t make enough extra (translation, I get hungry and eat too much). So that wasn’t really a solution.

So this week I’m going to try to make her 4 reheatable meals. Whole Wheat Chicken Quesadillas, Hamburger, Tortilla Pizza, and chicken Spaghetti. All have far more vegetables than normal for those food types. Hopefully she’ll dig them. And hopefully they’ll be fast. I’ll try to post the making of the meals in case anyone is curious.


Comments

mcoker (http://www.duderonomy.com)

2007-07-02T22:41:08.000Z

thanks for posting that, I totally need some new pajama pants.

Kate (http://katiekatworld.blogspot.com)

2007-07-03T03:40:48.000Z

Damn, Wal-Mart!! That commercial does pull on the heartstrings. As in, corporation is actually saying something good. Sure, their motivation probably isn’t 100% in the interest of the environment, but isn’t putting $$ figures on things we value the way to get corporations to do what they need to do? Now, if only Wal-Mart had higher quality merchandise and lighting like Target. I am such a shallow, shallow person.

Ashley

2007-07-03T14:56:19.000Z

Did you get some yet? Let us know how they are.

mcoker (http://www.phat32.com)

2007-07-05T19:46:20.000Z

I went to wally world and they didn’t have any in mens or womens. I hate that place so much. Just asking the people if they had ‘em put me in a bad mood - the employees there are so unpleasant. Oh well.

mcoker (http://www.phat32.com)

2007-07-05T20:01:14.000Z

Actually, I just looked at their online store and they don’t have organic men’s pajama pants - just women’s. So I ordered a $6.00 organic “what’s cookin” t-shirt. And $0.97 shipping. Now… that was a pleasant experience! Subtotal: $6.00 Shipping: $0.97 Tax: $0.58 Order Total: $7.55 And Tim, FWIW, this comment inteface is hard as hell to use on my Mac in Firefox.

On another public school fairness note...

This is an even better way to create fairness in schools. I disagree with the author, though, that this will lead to less dissent. I think our feelings on race make us less able to criticize race-based policies. Income based policies would face a lot more complaint. After all, think how acceptable it is to use the term “white trash” in our society. Here’s the article:

http://www.slate.com/id/2169443/fr/rss/

I do like the idea though.


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Kate (http://katiekatworld.blogspot.com)

2007-07-03T04:14:10.000Z

I thought that was an interesting approach and possibly more effective in actually achieving the ultimate goals of integration. More kids being more successful. I agree that this wouldn’t cause more dissent. In fact, I think people would feel much more comfortable complaining about poor kids in their schools since it’s still acceptable to say nasty things about poor people. When my class had that long discussion about race and politics and language we talked about terms like “white-trash” and “redneck.” A few of the kids didn’t realize how deragatory (sp?) those words were and I said they couldn’t use them in my room. Lately, I’ve been thinking about the whole “PC” thing again. Years later, it seems like we still don’t get it. It’s not rocket science people—it’s kindergarten. Don’t say anything mean that will hurt someone else’s feelings. Calling someone trailer trash is wrong. You shouldn’t need a movement of people from the trailer park to lobby for you to know that. Incidentally, this is one of those areas I struggle with most. I wouldn’t make fun of a poor black person, but if that person looks like my, why does it make them fair game? Dammit, I hate it when I start to think. It makes life so much more complicated.

Societal Norms

So, Coker has got me thinking about societal pressure a lot lately. He’s been talking a lot about the difficulty of not judging other people. Which is nearly impossible, and we all know that. But it got me thinking about the question of why we judge. And I’ve been wondering if perhaps this is our pack behavior. This is our way of passing down important knowledge that is not easily ascertained by cause and effect. Like “have sex and you’ll get pregnant” is pretty simple to teach kids. It’s much harder to get them to understand how much their life might suck if they have a kid at 12. How they might not get to finish high school. How much fun they might miss out in college, etc. Thus we build in societal judging of young mothers. It’s worked decently well for millions of years. And it’s fascinating to me, because we’re obviously in a period where it’s less accepted to judge people. Or at least we think that’s true. In reality we’re just better at segmenting ourselves into populates that just judge fat people, or welfare moms, or soccer moms. Whatever, our little tribe is not. But we encounter so many other tribes in our day to day lives that we get to the point where we pretend we’re not judging anyone. Except in reality we are. Oh we are…

Obviously there are great reasons to buck the trends. The struggle for civil rights is a great reason to buck conventional wisdom. But at least with race now we live under the opposite polarity. We judge people who have the slightest tendencies to do or say things that are degrading to a particular race. So we haven’t gotten rid of that particular taboo. We’ve just moved the mass consensus to the other side. I’m not sure you can actually get rid of this tribal judging. I just think you can move it around on the value map.

It’s interesting to see how people fit into these trends. Some people seem to be the tastemakers in this respect. Setting the bar for those in their tribe. And sometimes various people in the tribe can be the tastemakers on different subjects. Perhaps someone who is a strong foodie in the tribe decides which wines and cheese are good. And the rest of the tribe follows. Because they don’t know as much about wine and cheese. And suddenly you have an entire tribe that judges people who drink St. Genevieve. But is that a bad thing? It’s more a fascinating thing. And when the St. Genevieve drinkers come up against this tribe, perhaps they have a reason that St. Genevieve is a good wine. Perhaps they are thrifty and feel that it’s a waste of money to spend that much money on wine. Their tribe judges people who spend excessively on food. Who’s right? Who cares? These are both valid points, and their judging helps to mold their tribes.

I think one of the unfortunate fallouts of this is that some people can’t take the criticism. This is a clash of cultures man! You can’t just say, I’m pissed off by this or that makes me angry. You’ve got to confront the idea. No one in life is going to have the same life experiences and there’s no way they’re going to understand how your experiences shape your opinion unless you tell them. And then confront your own. Which one is more valid for you? And are you perhaps angry because you see the validity of the other side, but it’s not what you want in your life? Might you need some personal growth and rejection of past dogmas? Unfortunately, with certain people and certain settings we don’t feel free to debate. Work is a great example of this for me. So there becomes less and less to talk about. Because if you can’t talk about your values, what are you really talking about? TV, I guess.

The downside to tribal life is that while we can get meaning and security from keeping a set of values, we also can stagnate and become “old fashioned”. Becoming “old fashioned” I don’t believe is a function of believing in certain things that are no longer hip. It is a function of settling in, and no longer accepting new ideas. Of settling in as one of the tribe with no input on direction.

We no longer have vast country sized tribes. You don’t see Nazi Germany’s or 1950’s US anymore. We’re fragmented. Our migration patterns, and communications patterns allow us to find a very small, personalized tribe. And to reform our tribe as we see fit. Anyone have any thoughts on this? Am I the only one thinking about it (and feeling that perhaps it is postive for our society as a whole)?


Comments

mcoker (http://www.duderonomy.com)

2007-06-29T20:47:29.000Z

Guess I better start watching TV :)

Tim (http://www.loadedguntheory.com/blog/director/listblog/tim.html)

2007-06-29T20:59:15.000Z

Sorry, I shouldn’t have put that in there. It was a joke, but it’s not true. Talking about TV at work is a massive value discussion. Are you one of those people who says, “I don’t watch TV”? Or one who only watches PBS? One who loves American Idol? Documentaries? Lost and Heroes? History Channel and 24? Law and Order? These things all say a lot about you and group you into larger stereotype tribes. Hmm stereotype tribes. That’s something to look at. The more I’m thinking about this, the more I think what you’re struggling with, and what I’m trying to say have something to do with the issue of leadership. We all pretty much agree that the world is arranged into various leader/follower hierarchies. I wonder what happens if one is a leader, but feels uncomfortable or does not want to lead. What values do you present to the world. Where do you fit? I’m going to get this conversation clarified in the future. I’m just trying to sort it out. And I’ll be honest, my current view of societal judgment as a positive form of behavioral checks and balances is a pretty new idea for me. I have a feeling it’s not the final answer I’m driving towards, but it’s leading me to some pretty interesting questions.

mcoker (http://www.phat32.com)

2007-06-29T21:02:25.000Z

I were be just kiddin’ too

Travis (http://the-holmes.blogspot.com)

2007-06-29T21:14:46.000Z

Two thoughts immediately spring to mind: 1) I agree that we all practice judgment against those with whom we disagree over matters that we deem as core. In some cases, these may be irreconcilable differences, though that doesn’t necessarily mean that people have to hate one another. I think confronting the ways in which we judge and the negative actions and thoughts that brings about within us is an exercise that individuals and groups can benefit from. Which I suppose leads into my second thought… 2) I don’t think it’s healthy to only associate with people with whom we agree over everything. Fortunately, that’s all but impossible unless you live in a compound, but I guess the real problem is that it’s not healthy for people who disagree over important matters to never talk about the things they disagree about. And I think many people have become masters at doing that. I know I am, probably because I’m simply not the confrontational type. I wish I were sometimes, maybe it would be healthier. I might be rewording what you said, but I’ll just go with it anyway. In an ideal setting, people are comfortable enough with their ideas to talk about them, but don’t have their ego so invested in being right that they can’t listen to another point of view with an open mind. In other words, I guess it would be nice if things could get heated without getting hateful.

Tim (http://www.loadedguntheory.com/blog/director/listblog/tim.html)

2007-06-29T21:32:31.000Z

Whoops wrong post. You’ve got exactly what I’m saying. Although, I’d say that in an argument unfortunately it will almost always get hateful. I think it’s related to sport. We get competitive and use words like “killing” the other guy, or “massacring” the other team. Julie and I have gotten better about this with her Father. We used to just stew at each other after a heated conversation. Now we stop, mop our brows, and doing a sort of “good game” type wrap-up to the discussion. Basically, we kind of summarize where we agree and how much we have in common, and we also highlight the points we disagree on. For some reason the summation helps make it productive in my mind too, because I know what I should take away to think about.

Travis (http://the-holmes.blogspot.com)

2007-06-29T21:38:31.000Z

Okay, see, that last part, that’s what I’m talking about. The wrap-up. The understanding that perhaps minds haven’t been changed, but that you’re clear on where you stand, and maybe the other person isn’t such a fuckwad after all. I think making the effort to do that is worth it, well, in a lot of cases anyway. I think it’d be a better world if we did that more. I disagree with, I’d say, 50 - 60% of the things that you say. Something like that I haven’t actually done the math to work it out. Sometimes I say so, sometimes not. Depends on my mood I suppose. But somehow we manage to remain social.

mcoker (http://www.phat32.com)

2007-06-30T01:02:06.000Z

you’re both fucking retarded… you’ve got it wayyyyyy wrong :-P

Ashley

2007-06-30T03:05:58.000Z

I wish you had all been there last year at Guerros when Travis told my sister off. I have only seen him become confrontational but a handful of times. It was awesome. I so, so struggle with the judgment thing. I come from a very judgmental family, it is the atmosphere I came up and attempted to thrive in. One day while talking to someone I realized that I was leading my new parental life as a hypocrite. Travis and I strive to treat Henry with respect, to respect his feelings and actions, and to love all of him; the good, the bad, the tantrums. My a-ha moment of came when it occurred to me that we were only treating Henry this way. If we really want to progress and somehow evolve we need to TREAT all people that way and Henry needs to see us do it. And that is one tall order.

Kate (http://katiekatworld.blogspot.com)

2007-07-03T03:53:03.000Z

Sorry, once again I am late to the party. So probably this is just going to be read by you, Tim. Is okay. I am very judgmental. I strive not to be. A lot of times, it is a simple case of low self-esteem. I look at others and point—this person is doing x, which I view to be lower or have less value than what I do, therefore I am better and therefore have some worth as a human being. I can partially blame that on our parents. Mom especially always seemed to have a reason that what we were doing was more valuable than what other people were doing. Rather than saying, we choose to focus our time and energy on x,y,and z, she would point out that other people are doing the wrong thing. Example: Katie: Why can’t I ever have a hero sandwich like my friends? Mom: Look at them, look at their families. Are they all fat? Yes, that’s right, they are. (As you know, fat is to be feared and therefore, she was a smarter and more loving mother than the other mom) Anyway, I’m not saying that the way I was raised has to define the rest of my life, but I have recently noticed that I judge others as a way of judging myself. If you look at it rationally, it doesn’t exactly make sense. Am I doing what I think is good, right, rational? Who cares who isn’t doing it that way? Does it make it any less right if I am in the minority?

Kate (http://katiekatworld.blogspot.com)

2007-07-03T04:01:34.000Z

P.S. I hear you on arguments. I don’t like debating, especially about things that I hold dear. It just seems like a useless waste of energy to me. And I always feel like I’m being personally attacked. And if people don’t argue well, it also makes me crazy, no matter what they’re saying. My least favorite tactic is when you make a good point and they ignore it and change the subject. Argh! I am a weenie when it comes to things like this. Kelli was astonished to only recently find out that I am actually quite liberal. I didn’t want to talk about it because I didn’t want to fight about it with her. Interestingly, on some levels because we don’t argue about our differences, it’s actually good for me to see the similarities in what we truly believe. It’s easy to split into us vs. them except for when you spend time with people you truly respect. And does it make me a bad person for respecting someone who’s pro-life and prays for the children who are waiting to be adopted? The older, special needs, family group kids? At the very least, I can’t lump that person in with people who shoot abortion providers.

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Pulling up the gangplank...

Talk about burning the bridges behind him:

And Thomas said, “Simply putting students together under the same roof does not necessarily mean that the students will learn together or even interact. Furthermore, it is unclear whether increased interracial contact improves racial attitudes and relations.”

Welcome back to pre-1950s America ya’ll. I’m guessing those “Quiet Riots” aren’t going to stay quiet for another generation. The “I pay my taxes to send my kids to a good school” folks have won. We’ll have our semi-private schools (barrier of entry - ability to afford a 200k+ house, and not be red-lined by real estate agents), and we’ll have our “public schools”. I can’t even write how angry this makes me. Every kid deserves to go to a “good school”. If the school in your neighborhood is not “good”, then it is your duty as an American to go in, and help improve it, not to transfer your kid to a “good” school. Otherwise, pay for the privilege to be a racist asshole and send your kid to a private school. Public schools are socialism. And part of the deal for your child to get a fantastic education, is that you make sure other kids can get a fantastic education. That’s how socialism works. Everyone has to do their part. If you want to opt out, opt out and send your kid to a private school, but don’t ruin it for the rest of us.


Comments

Travis (http://the-holmes.blogspot.com)

2007-06-28T19:34:07.000Z

I’ll say one thing for this court, they’ve been remarkably consistent with their rulings as of late. If it further screws people that are already being screwed, they seem to be all for it.

Ashley

2007-06-29T17:06:33.000Z

Okay, I almost didn’t comment because your comment that the people who choose to send their kids to private schools are racist assholes pissed me off. My desire to send my child to say, montesorri or a waldorf school, has absolutely positively NOTHING to do with race, you really can’t make that blanket statement. Rather, that decision is based on my personal beef with the very platform upon the American education system is based. That being said, I think that if you live in a neighborhood than your child should attend school in that neighborhood. End pf story. If you are not happy with that school then you need to make it better, I totally agree with you. If we want our schools to represent the racial mix of our communities then we need to diversify the communities themselves. Which, due to real estate costs is happening in Austin, especially east. I can’t see most of what I typed because some music playing thingy is hovering over the comment area…pls pardon all typos. The people we bought our house from on Palacios decided to sell it after living there for 15 years because they wanted their daughter to go to Bowie. Maple Run is a Crockett neighborhood. So to get their daughter into Bowie they had to move to the really highly priced Circle C Ranch. A financial book I read said that families would be a lot better off if they did not choose their housing based on the quality of neighborhood schools. Obviously, houses in hoods with desirable schools fetch a larger price. But if that is what people want then let them move to Westlake. And my final thought on this topic is that a child will excel in school no matter the quality of that school IF education is a value at home.

Tim (http://www.loadedguntheory.com/blog/director/listblog/tim.html)

2007-06-29T17:59:58.000Z

I do happen to believe that the majority of people who send their kids to private schools are either racist, classist, or living in a country that does not teach students in English. I have yet to meet a single person whose child was not handicapped who has lead me to believe otherwise. But, I’m always willing to change my beliefs (even if this irritates my wife since she endured 6 years of anti-Mac rants before I became a fan). Waldorf and Montressori I wouldn’t quantify as private schools, though. I would call those school alternatives, like home schooling. I think of a private school as an analog to public school, just with (even more) poorly paid (and trained) teachers and smarter students. I feel that essentially the purpose of school is to socialize children into society. As part of that process we teach them both factual and cultural knowledge. But most important for the child is the socialization with other children. This is why I’m extremely against homeschooling. You can develop genius children, but they’re rarely as well socialized and often have severe issues adjusting once placed back into society. I feel that Waldorf and Montressori have these problems, but to a lesser extent, and that’s why I personally wouldn’t use them as an alternative to public schools. We as humans are tribal animals. We have shared experiences that define as a culture. When you take children out of the educational part of that (which is one of the biggest parts of childhood), and then try to reintegrate them you generally see problems. Big problems. I’m not just basing this on theories in my head, or something I’ve read. My family was the only family in my church growing up that weren’t home schooled. The majority of my friends at school were missionary kids who had been raised in alternative educational settings, home schooled, or sent to private boarding schools for at least 4 years of their lives. I personally had a year of home schooling and a year of correspondence school, and in high school was part of a group that exists specifically to help kids re-adjust to society and public schools. Most kids just have a lot of trouble making and keeping friends and end up depressed and/or suicidal. I’ve had multiple friends get in trouble with school officials and police for weapon charges. A lot of pregnancies. And an enormous amount of failure to thrive once placed into either the world of public high school or college. So yeah, I guess I have a very strong bias towards public education. Very, very strong. And this is my blog so it’s going to reflect that.

Ashley

2007-06-29T21:09:36.000Z

I am all for freedom of self-expression in blogs and comments on blogs. I just wanted to express freely that I am anti-blanket statements. I find them limiting. And I can wish for Henry to go to waldorf (he wouldnt qualify, we have a tv) or montessori school all day long but in reality he will go to Pillow Elementary and we are very happy with that. There is no way I could ever send Henry to a school that was devoid of minorities. That would be so freaky weird. I have known some normal, well adjusted montessori kids. I happen to be related to 3 of them. One of our student aides at St Eds (when I worked there) was a montessori kid that then went on to private school for high school. His parents might have been racist, could be, I never met them. He wasnt white. But he was the most scattered, disorganized kid I have ever come across and had complete disregard for all rules. He was creative and artistic but no way would he survive in the “professional” world. We could never get him to understand why he couldn’t wear a shirt that said “COCK” on it in the office; he wore repeatedly after we told him not to. He also had a horrible work ethic. I have toddler interuptus issues so I must stop here.

Tim (http://www.loadedguntheory.com/blog/director/listblog/tim.html)

2007-06-29T21:27:49.000Z

I love blanket statements. But I love systems and watching how they interact. There are always going to be exceptions to every system, but the majority are not exceptions. I just read a great quote much on this subject about alternative medecine: …they go with their gut, or the zeitgeist message that it makes more sense to trust the “little guy”—the maverick scientist, the alt-med practitioner—than established medicine and public health. “History tells us that a lot of ground-breaking discoveries are made by mavericks who don’t follow the mainstream,” says Laidler. “What is often left out is that most of the mavericks are just plain wrong. They laughed at Galileo and Edison, but they also laughed at Bozo the Clown and Don Knotts.”

My worldview (and I think I get criticized for this, because people often don’t realize I’m always building this into any statement I make) is that there are always exceptions. Always. We are all exceptions. Pieces of everything about us is an exception, but the majority of what makes us - us is not an exception. We’re broad stereotypes all mashed together. We define our individuality in the few places we defy stereotype. And to say, “I don’t fit that streotype” is great. But that doesn’t mean that there’s not a massive system swirling around that stereotype.

Are you talking about Montessori preschool or regular school when referring to the people who you knew who went there? I know plenty of people who went to every type of preschool under the sun. I really don’t have an opinion on them. The socialization is great for kids. I know going to one greatly helps you later in school. I don’t think the teaching methodology matters that much, except in so far as the kid reacts to it. I think I might have gone bonkers with Montessori’s stocken-blocken attitude. Then again I might have really appreciated the ability to focus. Who knows…

Travis (http://the-holmes.blogspot.com)

2007-06-29T21:30:58.000Z

Well, you also happen to have comments on, so people who think otherwise are going to express their views as well. Nobody’s telling you what not to express. You’re defining “shared cultural expriences” in an extremely narrow manner. It’s as if the assumption is that all people need to go through X, Y, and Z in order for them to be fulfilled, functional, and happy, a premise that kind of falls flat, at least with the question of going to public school. Even the experience of going to public school differs from town to town, district to district, school to school. In theory, I agree with the sentiment that parents should work to make the public schools better for their kids. But I also know that none of us have actually yet had the experience of having a kid in public school while we’re working, and dealing with the logistics of all that. I just don’t know how much parents can actually do to fix some of the larger issues that loom out there, and I’m not going to pass judgment on people who try to solve the problem by getting their kids into school that will better meet their kid’s needs. When your kid’s in school, there’s only so much waiting you can do. That being said, I agree with Ashley. Education has to be a value at home, no matter where the kid goes to school.

Ashley

2007-06-29T21:31:36.000Z

My nieces and nephew in Arizona attend full-on monetessori, I think it goes to high school. They are who I was referring to…

Tim (http://www.loadedguntheory.com/blog/director/listblog/tim.html)

2007-06-29T21:40:06.000Z

I’m not going to pass judgment on people who try to solve the problem by getting their kids into school that will better meet their kid’s needs.

And we’ll just have to agree to disagree there. Because, I heavily believe that part of being a U.S. Citizen. An essential part of your right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, is your responsibility to make sure that others have exactly the same ability to pursue the same goals. And I am immensely proud, and respectful of our public school system. It is magnificent, and a model for the rest of the world, because it is the only school system I know of that says that every child has the abilities to be whatever they want to be, and we’re going to try to make that happen. We’re not going to send them to a vocational-only program or kick them out of school early because they’re not smart enough. I love that about our school system, and I honestly believe there isn’t anything better.

Tim (http://www.loadedguntheory.com/blog/director/listblog/tim.html)

2007-06-29T21:41:07.000Z

Oh, and that’s awesome about your niece and nephew Ashley. It’s nice to hear of success stories. But I guess that goes back to what I was saying about exceptions. There are always exceptions…

Tim (http://www.loadedguntheory.com/blog/director/listblog/tim.html)

2007-06-29T21:43:31.000Z

I just realized that was an aggressive comment. Let me also say that it also proves my point that perhaps my experience were all exceptions. Your nephew and niece could be the majority.

Kate (http://katiekatworld.blogspot.com)

2007-06-30T03:39:50.000Z

Okay, there were way too many thoughts there to address. I also have issues with educational alternatives/settings because of my experiences. Two years of correspondence while living at home were excellent for me academically, dreadful socially. I also missed out on the intellectual stimulation of bouncing my ideas off of other people. But then, who’s to say I would have done that and not just spent my time in a cloud of aerosol hairspray, chasing after boys. We have discussed future educational possibilities for our (potential future) children. We are both products of (mostly) public education and have a great commitment to being a part of the solution there. Our “solution” if our local school is sub-par is a magnet school, assuming our child will be just as smart as we (think we) are. Of course, this isn’t racism since the magnet schools in our district are very mixed. But it is exclusive and leaves out the kids who are less intelligent and/or don’t have parents who are as involved in their education. I’ve always felt uncomfortable about that. So, what do we do? We’re zoned to the “good” schools because we can afford it. Or, because we can afford a 2-br townhouse in a “good” area. I teach in a very different area. One thing I have found about this school is that there is not just parental involvement, but community involvement. We have retired people helping and parents of young children helping. I agree that once your “baby” is walking in the door, it’s a little late to be hoping that you can fix all the problems, or even have the time to do so. So, you choose (as best you can) the area you want to commit many years of your life to. And no, I’m not currently involved in my neighborhood. Yet. For all of the criticisms of our educational system, I think it still is the most fair. Your future is not necessarily determined when you’re 16 and let me tell you, teenagers should not be making decisions like that about their educational future. I think that we can learn a lot from other countries (more foreign languages, math/science, etc.), but we need to focus on what we have and what we can change without completely throwing the baby out with the bath water. Oh, and this is on my mind because I watched October Sky twice today. We all felt so inferior to the Soviets because of their excellent educational system. Turns out, they had the ultimate system like people are proposing now. Excellent schools for those who can afford it and absolute crap for those who can’t. As long as you’re going to the good school and focusing on those results, it’s a great system. Just hope that you’re not throwing away talent because Johnny’s parents don’t care or aren’t there for whatever reason.

Getting there...

So last night I did another Sunstroke 5k at town lake. Anyone who’d like to join me for one of those feel free. They’re a lot of fun. Anyway, last night I finished in 25:19.5 which is 8.07/mile. That completely blows away my previous times, and gets me close to the under 8 minute mile mark (which I psychologically really want to get under). I wonder if my dietary changes have been helping this. Julie is doing weight watchers, so I’ve been making food that has a lot less fat. And cutting out most of the fat that remains. The hardest part is olive oil. I get to put in at most 4 teaspoons per dish. Most call for about 3 tablespoons, so that’s been a challenge.

As soon as Julie downloads this weekends pictures, I want to have a food post about this great salmon dish I made.

What was that?

So, I’ve come to the realization that I now live with another person in the house. It’s funny how they really only become little people once they start walking. Yesterday, I kept seeing this little person zipping around just outside of my peripheral vision. A midget person. Too small to be real. Moving like a Jim Henson puppet circa 1984. Like the little Alien that bursts out of one’s chest and starts zipping around.

Sidetrack Shouldn’t there be an alien pull toy? That baby alien always seemed like it was on a cart being pulled by a string (which it probably was), shouldn’t there be a baby alien for babies? Goo.

Anytime I actually catch her eye, she gives me this mischievous smile and wobbles off in the other direction. Sometimes she claps as if to say, “Soon, I’ll be free of my tyrannical overlords!” She can still crawl faster than she can walk, but even she can tell that the real power is in walking, and she’s almost there. Almost, there…

Late at night.

It was a cool night. I walked out into the garage. I hefted the bag of dirty diapers and put them inside the back of the fence. I threw the last of our scrap wood into the trash can, and left the lid off, awaiting the bag Julie was filling with cat excrement. I picked up the recycling and walked down to the curb, placing it next to the trash can. I looked up the drive way. There stood our trash can, awaiting Punky pooh. I looked back at the trash can at the curb. I opened the lid to confirm. It wasn’t out trash. I walked back up and brought Julie out. She looked at the trash can at the curb. Looked back to the trash can silhouetted at the edge of our garage. Illuminated like a modern day religious icon. She sat stunned. I sat stunned. After a bit of discussion, we noticed that our neighbors didn’t have their garbage can out. We pushed the can over to their side of the street, pushed down our cart, and closed the garage. Who knows if that was their garbage can, or if it is the rolling dutchman, moved from house to house, old trash looking for a home to reside in front of so that it can be picked up, stopping, but never for long. Rolling ever onward. Its owner forever searching amidst rows and rows of identical receptacles. Cursing that they did not right down their can’s serial number. Oh yes, your can has a serial number. Look and see.


Comments

Kate (http://katiekatworld.blogspot.com)

2007-06-27T03:28:46.000Z

That is so odd. No such excitement in our neighborhood. Our house numbers are stenciled on the front so you can easily figure out which of the cans thrown into the culvert is yours. Although I’m a good enough neighbor that if I’m going down there, I fish them all out.

Death is Everywhere

There’s a grasshopper in the hallway, for a start.

Fly On The Windscreen

I can see this becoming a music blog.

Not so Quiet Riot

I think this is what happens when one of the “Quiet Riots” Barack Obama refers to becomes not so quiet. I just don’t know how we fix our communities. Barack should really come up with a different name for this trend though. I don’t think anyone finds the term “Quiet Riot” frightening. Except perhaps parent’s concerned about their girlz rockin’ their boyz. I joke, but I really don’t have a clue. And I’m not hearing ideas from politicians on how to make this better.

On a more cheerful note, we should totally start trying to do this. Julie and I have been rocking two cloth bags recently. It’s pretty cool. Trying to get the baggers to not wrap everything in plastic and then put it in the cloth bags is still a bit of a trial, but I’m sure it’ll get better. I really don’t need my plastic encased meat wrapped in another layer of plastic. Thanks.

Speaking of cloth bags, I was bagging groceries last night, holding Stella. Normally when I start bagging groceries a bagger mysteriously just pops up out of nowhere. I have a feeling HEB has a policy that it’s bad news if a manager sees you just standing around while a customer is bagging. Anyway. I’m bagging one handed. Holding Stella. Which I was sure would cause not one, but perhaps seven baggers to pop out of the woodwork. Those seven dwarves would take my place so I could resume my busy schedule of asking Stella to locate her tummy or playing her tummy tuba, leg trombone, and arm trumpet. Except no one showed up. Which I suppose isn’t that much of a loss. Even one handed I can bag faster than most of their employees.

I’m way behind on my 30/60/90 project. I keep forgetting to charge my laptop.

This post is really random. Fantastic.

Stella and I went bathing suit shopping with Julie last night. Going clothing shopping has become one of my favorite things. Stella and I have so much fun while Julie tries stuff on. Last night Stella was checking herself out in the mirrored clothing stands. Wandering around the store. Pushing her stroller around. Checking out prices. Pushing her stroller from a chair. Trying to figure out why her stroller wouldn’t push anymore once she set the brakes. She was busy. She ended up pushing the stroller from the dressing rooms all the way over to the cashier line. Then out into the mall proper. We didn’t need to go to the mall proper, but that’s not a big deal. It was a lot of fun.

And a lady waiting for the dressing rooms said Stella was really smart for figuring out how the brakes on her stroller worked. I’m sure she is smart, but I think it’s mostly just “push the buttons” syndrome. Stella definitely got to push da’ buttons.


Comments

Kate (http://katiekatworld.blogspot.com)

2007-06-25T22:46:54.000Z

We really need to get some cloth bags for grocery shopping. Even with using the old bags for dog poop means that we have way too many. It feels wrong to throw them all away. Also, cloth would be more sturdy. I hate it when they double-bag. I heard a Quiet Riot song on a commercial for frozen french fries. I realized then that I am officially old. Kelli risked grounding to listen to music that is now used as background to sell food for your kids? I guess we’ve all officially retired our spandex pants. (Okay, I never personally had any, but anyone who was cool enough to have them).

Tim (http://www.loadedguntheory.com/blog/director/listblog/tim.html)

2007-06-25T22:55:50.000Z

It’s actually worse if you recycle the plastic, because you realize just how many bags you are using. I’d say we were filling up a department store bag full of plastic bags every month. It’s nutty.

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