Sunday, August 30, 2009
As evidenced by my last post, yesterday we went to the Aquarium of the Americas. Had a great time...but...
While waiting for the ferry to take us back to the West Bank, an adorable little girl approached me and showed me her new toy from the Aquarium, a stuffed otter. She was probably six years old. She showed me how she can make it move, and told me, "It doesn't like black people. It really, really likes white people." Thinking I must have heard wrong, I murmured "oh." and gave a weak smile (her mother was sitting about 3 feet away from me and her father was sitting about 3 feet in the opposite direction. She then proceeds to tell me "I don't like black people but I really like white people." Flabbergasted, I looked around, and again murmured, "oh." without the smile.
For about 20 minutes, this kid stuck to me like white on rice, talking and talking and talking. J was outside smoking, so he was completely oblivious to what was going on. Molly was fascinated with the kid and her otter, and I couldn't just get up and leave the kid mid-sentence while she was showing me all the tricks her otter could do. By this point I'm waiting for the Deliverance theme to start playing in the background....She mentioned randomly twice more that she didn't like black people and really liked white people.
I feel like I should have said something, but I don't know what I would have said..."Hey kid, I don't know how to say this but your parents are trucker-hat-wearing, I-married-my-neice and never-gratuated-the-third-grade racist idiots."? Maybe a quietly murmured "I like black people."? (I don't think shouting that statement may would have been the way to go either - awkward). I'm pretty sure strangling her parents was not an option.
I don't know how it is in the rest of the world, but race relations in New Orleans can sometimes be touchy, especially after Hurricane Katrina (on all sides). I just can't believe, or maybe I'm just naive and don't want to believe, that those kinds of prejudices are still around and being passed on. These people were young. I know racism is alive and well in some of the older folks (that does not make it right), but I've never met a child racist before, and it bothered/bothers me - she's too little to know better, and by the time she is it's going to take a lot of time and effort to negate those hateful opinions.
What should I have done? What would you have done?
Saturday, August 29, 2009
So, we decided to go to the Aquarium today:
Bridget and Molly.
I posted this on my other blog, but I thought it was appropriate for this one as well.
I heart Book Gossip has started a new meme: Show Me Yours Saturday.
Here's how it works:
Each weekend try to post a Show Me Yours. It can include a favorite food to something about you. Show me the deets and I will show you mine. Key word is show: So show us some snazzy pictures not just words.
I think most of you know by now I live in New Orleans. Since today also happens to be the 4th anniversary of Hurricane Katrina, I decided to post a few quick pics of the city I love:
This is my view of the city every morning on my drive in to work. This was a hard picture to get! I drive a stick shift and took this picture in bridge traffic on my way to work - let me tell you that took a bit of coordination! I work in one of the high-rises (I won't tell which one!)
Here's a St. Charles Avenue streetcar. It is the oldest continuously operating streetcar system in the world. The first Mardi Gras parade is held on the St. Charles Avenue streetcar every year on 12th night (January 6).
This is not a very clear picture, I couldn't get close enough to do it justice. It's our first Borders bookstore! The building used to be a funeral home (should be fun at Halloween)... I think that's pretty cool.
This is the ferry that goes from Algiers (where I live) to Canal Street (downtown New Orleans). I have many happy memories of riding this ferry with friends, headed out to the French Quarter. I love that I can just catch the ferry and I'm right there in the heart of the city!
This is the Catholic church in my old neighborhood. I was married here and my kids did their baptisms and first communions here. I love this church with it's high ceilings and beautiful stained glass windows. Modern churches give me the creeps.
I know I could have done a lot more touristy pics, but decided to show what I like about the city. Hope you don't mind.... and enjoy the pics!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
(note BB is wearing a skirt/shirt this year instead of a jumper!)
(also note Molly is NOT in Pre-K 3 this year because she's still in diapers - grrr!!!)
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Yes, my two-year-old has handed me my ass. I'm so frustrated! Remember when I bought my last box of diapers? Yeah, not so much. Just bought another box this weekend, damnit! She'll be three next month - grrrr!!! You'd think by my third kid I'd have this in hand. Apparently not.
But, to make everything all better, my friend Hilda over at The Dip Files left me an awesome gift - check it out:
And now it's Present time!!!
Because I'm a good little devil, today I've got a present for my friend Patti @ Sleepless in New Orleans. However, feel free to 'take' this present for yourself in any way you want ;) Ladies, please do not faint. I put in a lot of self control to be able to post this without fainting myself.
You won't regret it. hehe I saved it on my laptop and it plays slower so I can appreciate everything better :)
Patti, I hope you enjoyed it! As weird as it sounds, I thought of you when I saw this. Not in a nasty way, but in a 'oh! I have to show her!' kind of way. But please remember that Eric AND his real self Alex is mine. *pulls fangs out*
After I picked myself up off the floor and cleaned up the drool, I knew I had to give Hilda a shout-out:
Thanks Hilda - You Rock!!!!
Friday, August 21, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
They just opened a gas station near my house. To advertise that they're now open (it's been closed since Hurricane Katrina) they put a giant cow at the corner. It's huge - you can't miss it. My two-year-old is fascinated by it and my eight-year-old is grossed out because they were very realistic with the veins on the udders. I don't get what a giant cow has to do with the opening of a gas station, but whatev.
Oh crap, this cow is HUGE!!! I hope it doesn't decide to trample me or bite me or whatever else it is that cows can do...I'm less than 6 inches away from this cow!!! I want to pet it (my arm goes out a a few inches towards the cow and I yank it back) nope, not gonna happen. I can see the headlines now: "American tourist mauled by cow while vacationing in Uganda". They don't have real medicine here! They'd stitch me up without anything for pain! How are they going to get my body home? Bad idea, bad, bad idea! Walk away NOW.
Meanwhile, the cow just stands there, unmoving, through the whole 2-minute episode.
*See that little building in the background - it's a Ugandan Rest Stop (okay, I made that up, but it seemed that way to me). Three walls, no door - just a hole in the ground.... Maybe next time I'll tell you the story about the guard with the bow and arrow....
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
My friend Hilda over at The Dip Files is getting props from me today...Here's why:
Ladies - for your viewing pleasure - Eric the vampire (aka Alexander Skarsgard)....Oh, right, Sookie's there too (Anna Paquin), hmmm...I hadn't noticed.
Men - don't be hatin', I can see a bit of Sookie's boobie so there's something for you there too!
Monday, August 17, 2009
Yes, yes, I know there are a couple of areas of low pressure and maybe a tropical storm or two, but I'm not going there. You know the best way to handle it when it's that far out and there's nothing you can do for at least a week? Talk about something else. Anything else. It's way to early to be panicking. You people who do that are like the people who find out someone is pregnant and tell them every pregnancy horror story you ever heard. I hate you.
Hmmm... I can't think of a segue, so I'm just gonna dive right in: BB doesn't start school until tomorrow, but Ian started last week, so today was my day to take off and hang out. My original plan was to drop off Ian and Molly and come home and go back to bed. I stayed up late last night reading because I figured, what the hell, right? What actually happened was this:
Up at 6:30, get the kids ready and take Ian to Mom/Dad for ride to school. Take Molly to babysitter. Come home and wash new school uniforms so they're not all crinkly. Vacuum, sweep, and dust. Finish the 2nd book in a trilogy I'm reading. Paint toenails "ho red", color hair and give myself mini-facial. Get a break tag, take BB for her back-to-school haircut (it's cute!), go to Target and buy bookshelves. Go to library and get BB a library card; we both checked out some books. Come home and set up bookshelves, move around furniture to make room for bookshelves. Help BB get her school supplies together for tomorrow.
I love days like today!!!
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Wow - I am the recipient of two blog awards! *blushes* Thanks ladies!
Now, these awards come with strings attached: Honest Scrap must be paid forward and wants 10 intersting things about me. Kreativ Blogger wants seven favorite things and pay forward to seven blogs. I'm going to cheat and combine the two, 'cause that's the way I roll!!
10 things about me:
1. I have been to the equator.
2. I married my high-school sweetheart (we just had our 17th anniversary!)
3. My favorite candy is Cadbury Eggs.
4. My favorite color is blue - I collect blue glass. (does that count as two? No? Shucks!)
5. I love driving a stick shift. Driving an automatic is just not as much fun!
6. I was once fired from a job for not having sex with my boss.
7. I don't drink milk. Ever.
8. Tulips are my favorite flower.
9. When I made my First Confession, I was so nervous they had to bump me up in the line so I wouldn't pee in my pants!
10. I have marched in Mardi Gras Parades.
That's all I got - like it or lump it....AND, I am passing the awards as follows:
Honest Scrap goes to: Hilda at The Dip Files
Kreativ Blogger goes to:
Stalker at Taunt (hello - she did redesign my book blog - that's pretty darn creative!!)
Michelle at Michelle's Book Blog
Julie at Outlandish Dreaming
Pearl at Pearl's World of Books
Vamp Fan Girl at Lovin' Me Some Romance
Mandi at Smexy Books
K. C. at Smokinhotbooks
Now, I know this is a repeat award for many of you, but I'm here late in the game so let me give my props!!!
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
They say opposites attract, and in my experience, I would have to agree. I usually describe my husband's and my personality like this: If life is a play, J is on the stage, and I am in the audience. He loves attention and performing, I prefer to blend in and observe.
I was observing today - people watching, if you will, and I thought to myself, "I like being a woman." I know, I know, good thing I do - haha. But seriously, I do like being a woman. I like wearing skirts and dresses, and being feminine. Being ladylike if I want to, or having the option to be hard-ass if that's my preference. My favorite color is navy blue, and I like supernatural books, but I also love the color pink and reading romance novels. Sometimes I cry, and that's okay. I like getting my hair and make-up done and watching chick flicks.
I feel like if I were a man, I'd have to be "on" all the time - you know, tough exterior, manly, loves sports. Something about all that testosterone is just ugh. I'm having a hard time explaining it; I was watching all these people walking by today (male and female) and... I just felt happy to be a woman.
I know there are so many places on this earth where it is definitely NOT a good thing to be a woman, and I am thankful to live in a country where being a woman is not a handicap to happiness.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Last week I wrote that I'm not buying any more diapers. I still stand by it. Yesterday we went out and bought Hello Kitty and Dora "big girl panties" (BGP). Molly is very excited and wants to wear them immediately. I explain that she cannot go potty in her BGP and she must tell me so she can go on the potty. Key words in this story: "on the potty".
So, I'm cleaning the bathrooms and she is helping me. We are in the bathroom and she is standing on her potty cleaning the sink (I'm not forcing my 2-year-old into slave labor, she loves to clean, really). I'm suddenly thinking, "whew, this bathroom must have seen a lot of action this week (I clean it every Saturday) because it really smells." Then I realize Molly pee'd in her BGP. Standing on top of her potty.
Friday, August 7, 2009
See - that's why I keep him!!!
Ha - Apparently we should have gone to Wal-Mart!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
You know how everyone has personality "quirks", things that you either don't know about yourself, or, if you do, you don't think that other people notice?
Well, I had a double-whammy revelation this week...
Let me start by saying that I like to give gifts. I can't do my Christmas shopping early because I'd end up giving the gifts before Christmas and have to start over again!
With that in mind, here's my story: SIL sent me an e-mail a few weeks ago telling me to expect a gift in the mail. She sounded very excited. Did I reply with a thank you? No. I chastised her for sending me a gift when I was not in a position to reciprocate. I immediately realized what I had done and apologized and thanked her ('cause I know she only sends cool gifts!*)
Then, yesterday, J told me I don't accept gifts well. And I know he is right. It is very difficult for me to accept a gift and give nothing in return. I feel very guilty about it. Which is weird, because I have no problem giving gifts. I like giving goofy, silly gifts for no reason. For example, I gave my SILs Twilight Sweethearts. No biggie, less than $2, just something small that says "I knew you would like this and I wanted to make you smile." But, would I be able to accept that graciously from someone else and take it for what it was? I don't know. I do know that there are several people in this world that I will never be able to do enough for in thanks for gifts they have given me, and I'm sure if they knew they would be upset. But I can't help it - it's just the way I am.
Is this a woman thing? A Southern thing? A Catholic thing? Is this common or do I have issues? I don't know. Is there really anything you can do about it?
*It was a very cool and thoughtful gift.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Today you get a "vent"....
Jeeze Louise my co-worker is such a bitch! Apparently she is confused and doesn't understand that the phrase is "You get more flies with honey" not "Pile on the shit and the flies will come".
This is the co-worker that, whatever I say it will not be right. I've given up trying to second guess what she wants and just accept that whatever it is will be wrong and I'll have to listen to her condescending diatribe about why I'm wrong. It hit me today that I'll bet she thinks the only reason I'm still working there is SIL(H). That makes me feel bad, because it means no matter what I do, it's never going to be good enough.
Oh, well. That's why I always do her stuff last. And will continue to do so.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Mark my words, here and now...Today I bought my last box of diapers. Ever. Is Molly potty-trained yet? Well, no. But her 3rd birthday is 8 weeks away, and I REFUSE to have a three-year-old in diapers. Today we gave it a trial run....she took off all her clothes (except her socks) and ran around naked. Did I mention she loves being naked? She sat on everything that had a flat surface (I'm having a vision of declined dinner invitations in our near future) and yelled "naked, naked, naked" at the top of her lungs. Of course, J and I are yelling "potty, potty, potty" right back at her but she was not interested.