>Road Trip!!

>Parent Bloggers Network asked folks to think about vacations, past and future. I don’t get out much, but I must say our family enjoys road trips. So…should I chronicle the business trip when Amigo rode along with his dad in a brand new live truck for the television station? Recent trips to Chicago to see Wicked and later to cheer on the White Sox? The stop on the way there at the Converse outlet store? (Breathe, daughter, breathe) How about the journeys of Flat Stanley?

One of the fun parts of traveling with older teens is (gasp) sharing the driving. I’m a morning person, and La Petite is a night owl. On a long trip, my coffee and I will get us going, and she’ll get us to the destination courtesy of her Mt. Dew. In a big city or an unfamiliar area, one can drive while the other navigates.

Amigo really enjoys the radio on long trips. He will tune in a local station and enjoy the accents. He has it in his head that we need to take a trip to Canton, Ohio, and Cooperstown, New York to visit their respective halls of fame. I could be talked into it…well, it’s a strong possible maybe.

If part of the adventure is finding a place to stay, I could look into Pickpackgo.com, a place that helps find quality lodgings in a variety of locales. And maybe, just maybe, we’ll be singing “On the road again” or “Movin’ right along” as we hit the highway.

Pick the Place, Pack Your Bags, and Let’s Go!

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>Baseball Boogie

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Despite the 90 degree heat, Amigo boogied down outside US Cellular Stadium before a White Sox game. The band was playing classics from Chicago and Blood, Sweat, and Tears — the kind of tunes that warmed this baby boomer’s heart. He’s fifteen, and he shows that whether it’s baby boomer favorites or baby disco, you’re never too old or too young to enjoy moving to the music.

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>Ah, my dearest ’98 Pontiac Transport

>Dear Transport;

We’ve been through a lot together, you and me. We’ve driven the family on trips, taken vanloads of kids to movies, taken our turn in the grad school car pool, and even moved a child to college. Well, I’ve got to be honest. There are good and bad points in our relationship.
On the good side:
You’re roomy. We can seat eight, including the driver. That’s come in handy many times.
You’re heated and air conditioned. They’re both important in our fair state with its weird weather.
The dark green color absorbs heat in winter, but the lighter colored upholstery doesn’t overheat in summer.
Mom Car you may be, but Husband has transported equipment to model train shows and Amigo’s big recumbent three-wheeler fits in the back, too. You’re an equal opportunity vehicle.
You’ve shown some real longevity, still dependable after 105,000 miles on the road.
But then again, on the other hand:
You know how Amigo asks for the Transport Weather Report, and I read the temperature printout and compass reading to him? Well, it would be nice if the temperature were accurate more often. Today you thought it was 54 degrees outside, but the real temperature was closer to 75. I’m not asking for heat index or wind chill; a simple ballpark figure would do.
What’s with the radio button getting so finicky? I seem to be the only one who can turn it on or off in one try.
Oh, and the wipers and cruise control along with the high beam control all on the left turn signal bar, that’s a little too much. Next model, please put a few controls elsewhere for easier handling.
But overall, my dear minivan, I must say our relationship is stable. My complaints are minimal; they’re issues I can live with.
If I went to AskPatty, the car site for women, I’d give you a pretty good review.

AskPatty has recently launched CarBlabber, a place for women to write about their cars – the good, bad, and ugly – and to learn what other women think of their own cars. Or, in my case, to Blabber about the Mom Van. 🙂

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>A Family that Plays Together, Stays Together

>Quality time. What is it? Families eating at the table together, cheering each other on during games, running errands and chatting in the car. My family sits down to eat together several times a week. We don’t always get all of us to the table, with work schedules and other commitments, but we do our best. And after supper, we sit down together and watch Jeopardy! One thing we love to play together is Trivia, in any form or fashion. Sometimes we’ll get a little punchy after playing for a while, especially when we’re playing an all-weekend overnight tournament. And with that in mind, over tired and with apologies to Dr. Seuss, here goes.

You could play baseball or backyard croquet.
You might go biking. Every nice day.
But what if it rains? And what if it snows?
Turn on TV, sit around, blow your nose.
When the sun doesn’t shine,
And it’s too wet to play.
You might sit in the house, on that cold, cold, wet day.
Or…
You might talk to each other. Or dance ’round the room.
Or play the piano and sing a good tune.
And if all that low-tech can’t give you a smile,
There’s always the Wii, and its Boogie for style.

This post is brought to you in conjunction with Parent Bloggers Network & EA’s Wii-Boogie, a family gaming experience. Shake it. Sing it. Create it.

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>Blog Blast with a Cause

>iBakeSale is a unique new fundraising option for people who shop online. It’s simple; sign up, designate a charity or nonprofit group, and then shop. When you’re shopping your favorite online merchants, go through iBakeSale in order to funnel funds their way.

I’ve become a regular online shopper, and for safety’s sake I tend to stick to vendors and merchants I know. This list of links appeals to be because it includes well-known names such as Lands’ End. Linens and Things. Delia’s (a favorite of my college-age daughter). NFL Pro Shop, too (as if I needed more Green Bay Packer clothing!).The list goes on and on, and in fact can be intimidating in its length, so I prefer to click on “Select Category” and get a more focused display.

Now, here’s the fund-raising part. Click on “Select an Organization” to direct your donations to a meaningful source. I chose the Wisconsin Lions Foundation in Rosholt, Wisconsin because my blind son spends a very happy week at Lions Camp every summer and our local Lions have been very generous whenever we’ve asked for assistance. (They make great buffalo burgers at Octoberfest, too, but that’s a matter of personal taste. Yum.)

Here goes. To join iBakeSale, click here. Create an account, and then choose a group for your donations. I’d love it if you’d choose the Wisconsin Lions Foundation, but I hope you’ll look for other groups that are close to your heart. You can sign up a new organization, such as your children’s school PTA, as well. Go for it, folks; sign up before you start your Christmas shopping!

Please note: There is a prize involved for the blogger who gets the most sign-ups by August 7. My readership is small, so I’m not expecting to win. The only benefit for me would be to see people sign up to send a bit of their shopping money toward a good cause. I do not earn money through this post.

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>So…will you be having any more children?

>People think they can ask new moms that question, especially if the baby isn’t the firstborn. If the child is the newcomer to a large family (define large at any number you wish), folks might ask that with a laugh or with a semi-serious “how could you have more than the statistical average?” attitude. Either way, it’s what the late Ann Landers would have called an MYOB — a Mind Your Own Business.

When there’s a disability in the mix, the questions and the disapproval grow exponentially.

I am hearing impaired. It may or may not be genetic; I don’t know. There is no medical indication of the precise cause. I focus on treatment: hearing aids, training in lipreading, and the like. Most important, being hearing impaired doesn’t disqualify me from bearing children or raising them.

My 15-year-old son, “Amigo”, is blind and is on the autism spectrum. His vision impairment is genetic. Both Husband and I carry the gene for this autosomal recessive condition. No, we didn’t know it, but it’s really nobody’s business but ours. Our daughter, “La Petite”, may or may not be a carrier of this trait. It will only matter if the man she marries is also a carrier. Given that there is no test at this time (although there is a study in progress), she might never know. Should she have children, knowing that they might be blind? MYOB, turkeys. She’ll make that decision. she knows more than anyone what it means to live with a blind person.

So…will you be having any more children? Or the other question: since you know your children might be disabled, will you have any more? Most of the time, I greeted that question with a blank stare. It really didn’t deserve an answer. A business-style card that says, “Mind your own blankety blank business” would have been handy.

Well, new moms and moms-to-be, if you get that intrusive question, don’t you wish you could just hand them this? Then you won’t have to answer. Your questioners didn’t deserve your time, anyway.

This Blog Blast brought to you courtesy of the Parent Bloggers Network. Click here to read more on the same topic.

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>What’s up your sk*rt?

>A close friend snuck a sign on my classroom door last year when I wasn’t looking. In a typically artistic font, mounted on two colors of tagboard, and laminated to boot, it announced: “Caution: I have a tuba and I’m not afraid to play it!”
Well, it’s not 100% accurate. I did play tuba for a long time, but I haven’t picked one up in at least 20 years. I like to claim that I wasn’t a very good player, just enough of a musician to fake it. Sometimes I’ve even joked that I knew how to end up where the boys were — sitting in the low brass section of the band. At that time, (the mid to late 70s if you must know) instruments had not yet gone unisex. The one boy who played flute (now a professional musician) and the few girls who played trombone and tuba tended to be free spirits, those gutsy types who were willing to try something out of the norm.
My friends from those days are surprised to hear that I joined a traditionally female profession, teaching elementary school, got married and had kids, and now drive (gasp) a minivan.
But inside this teacher’s skirts you’ll still find:

  • a politically active mom, passionate for causes that matter to my family and my students
  • an environmentalist who thinks globally and acts locally
  • a “pundit blogger” who will say what she thinks and grab the bull by the horns
  • a closet biker who keeps threatening to buy a Harley for her midlife crisis.

I wouldn’t judge a book by its cover, and I’ll let all of you know — don’t judge a woman by her skirts. You never know what’s on her Blackberry, her laptop, but most of all, her mind.

Parent Bloggers Network and Girl Con Queso are featuring a new site called sk*rt. Sk*rt bills itself as a “new social bookmarking site for women (and the men who want to get in their heads)”. They’re sponsoring a creative Blog Blast this week under the topic, “What’s up your sk*rt?”

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>time — supermom’s Kryptonite

>It was said jokingly, at least the first time. Husband looked at me, trying to balance three or four hours of errands and chores and quality time within about 60 minutes on the clock, and announced, “Supermom just met her Kryptonite: time.”
It’s true. I buy extra underwear for the entire family just in case the laundry doesn’t get done. While not rigid, we do have a routine to make sure homework gets done and rabbits get fed, not to mention the people in the house. If I blogged an entire day during the workweek, some would be amazed, and some parent-type bloggers would say, “Me, too!” because their days are as chock full as mine.
A typical timeline starts at 5:30 with my alarm. To make a long story short, because who has the time to read every detail, I usually fall into bed between nine and ten at night, earlier if the day has been difficult and tiring. The hours in between play host to everything from watching for Amigo’s school bus to figuring out a simple supper that doesn’t take much energy to cook or clean up. Oh, yes, I teach full time, too. I spend a very intense day with those pre-adolescents we call 6th graders. They can be delightful, but they can also be a drain on my energy. Whether I’m planning, teaching, refereeing, scoring papers, recording scores in my gradebook, or cleaning my desk, it’s a busy and high-energy day at school.
Where does the time go? I’m not sure. I just know it usually goes too fast. After all, time is money and money is time and, well, I can’t spare much of either.
But as long as everyone has drawers in their drawers, life is good.

Now if only I could teach the pet rabbits to do the laundry….

This blog blast topic suggested by Light Iris: the best of Google for moms and the Parent Bloggers Network

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>Here’s to the ladies who lunch!

>I grew up in a district that was an anomaly; we had no hot lunch program. We packed a lunch or went home to eat.
My students eat lunch at school, and very few go home. Since my sixth graders are the oldest students in the elementary building, they have the privilege of ‘working’ lunch as well. They beg to do this! I like to think it’s altruistic on their parts, but I think a large part of the attraction is the thirty minutes of class that they miss when their crew is on duty.
It’s definitely a point toward their social status to be able to “work lunch”. When the crew needs subs, the kids often take care of it themselves. They’ll notice, “Hey, Mrs. Teacher, Mike’s absent. Can I work for him?” I have very little to do with the whole picture other than picking the next group off my list of volunteers. These eager kids are learning about work ethic and self-motivation outside of the classroom. It’s real learning, and all around lunch.

And here’s to the parents who are looking for good child-friendly web sites, too. Schoolmenu.com and Familyeveryday.com are two that may satisfy your taste for safety while fulfilling your kids’ appetite for fun. Games, nutrition and fitness suggestions, and fun cartoon art are just a few of the links. There’s an email newsletter and a contest or two, and several other information and enjoyable links. I took the quiz to see which TV Mom I most resemble. Carol Brady? Me? Where’s my Alice?
Check out School Menu and its parental counterpart Family Everyday, two sites that work together with School Food Services Directors to provide and promote healthy eating and physical fitness for kids and their parents. Enjoy!

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>Have a Blast with the Parent Bloggers Network

>PBN (Parent Bloggers Network) has done it again. They have arranged for a Blog Blast with an irresistible topic. This one is co-sponsored by PBN and marriage.eharmony.com.

You know you need a real date with your husband when…

  • You can find his cell phone number in your phonebook without looking.
  • You talk over important issues while preparing the lawn for mowing.
  • You would talk while mowing, but the mower’s too loud, and you’re not fluent in Sign Language — yet.
  • You say “I love you” by filling each other’s vehicles with gas.
  • You leave email messages for each other at work saying, “Check your home email.”
  • You look at each other and say, “When did you get a haircut?”
  • The last serious discussion you had together involved rototilling and compost — two weeks ago.
  • You text message him with baseball results — because he’s at work and you’re chaperoning a field trip to the ballpark.
  • He text messages you with his opinion on the football game you’re watching — because he’s working on the sideline, and you’re at home with the kids. (“That was a fumble!”)
  • Both of you come home with bunny food and greet each other with, “I thought I was supposed to buy bunny food, not you.”
  • Neither of you come home with bunny food, and you stare at the hungry rabbits and say to each other, “I thought you were going to buy bunny food.”
  • Watching Jeopardy together is the most romantic part of your day.
  • He complains that his nickname on your blog is boring.

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