>Daisy’s top ten: #2 is TRUE

>2. I rode a motorcycle before I drove a car.

My brother and I learned to ride a mini-bike (50cc) and then an on/off road Suzuki 185 when we were in our early teens. The day I got my driver’s license, I took the test for my motorcycle temporary, and followed that with the regular cycle license soon afterwards. It came in handy. During the fuel crisis of the late 70s (hmm, sound familiar?) I was filling the tiny tank much less often than my friends were filling theirs. I actually saw more of my paychecks from my summer jobs because it took so little gas to run my “wheels”.

So when Husband insists he’s getting convertible and calling it his “midlife crisis,” I counter with the statement that when he gets his convertible, I’m getting my Harley. We’d have a lot of fun following each other down the highways!

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>Funday Sunday

>It was minor league baseball time last night. Amigo’s Little League team had tickets, so we joined the other families to cheer on the locals. A game at Fox Cities Stadium is more than just a game; it’s an event. Contests, freebies, fireworks, and more, make this a great family fun night.
A local band was playing outside the stadium, and Fang the mascot was dancing with fans. Oreo cookies’ equivalent to the weinermobile was outside with their own mascot, a giant cookie.
We didn’t catch any foul balls or flying t-shirts, but Amigo responded when the announcer asked fans to stand up and hold their Pepsi products in the air. Apparently his enthusiasm with the Mountain Dew bottle was obvious, because the usher chose him to win a prize. Free soda? A gift certificate for Pepsi products? Nothing so mundane.
He won four tickets to a White Sox game two weeks from today.
I guess it’s time for a road trip to Chicago!

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>Daisy’s top ten list: #1 is TRUE

>#1: I believe in the three Rs, with a twist. This one is TRUE.
Reading, and Writing (‘riting) and Math (‘rithmetic) are the basis for many learning skills. However, the three Rs to which I refer are actually Reduce, Reuse, and Recycle.

My family likes to tease me about my penchant for reusing instead of throwing things away. I don’t hoard junk (at least I sure try), but I re-use a lot. For example, I haven’t bought file folders in years. I often run copies for my class on the backs of old, unused papers. And yes, I buy from used book stores and clothing consignment shops, as well as donate our no-longer-usable clothing and household items to local thrift stores.
I recycle a lot, too. On the rare occasion when we order a pizza delivered, I will recycle all parts of the box that did not touch food particles. Tissue boxes? Tear out the small piece of plastic and recycle the rest. Finish off the cereal? Recycle the box, compost the inner wax paper lining.
Compost is another form of recycling. Grass clippings, food scraps (within limitations), coffee grounds, and more, will end up in the compost bin instead of the garbage can. Seeing the natural process of decomposition and knowing that I’ve contributed in a small way to lessening landfill use is very, very satisfying. Tilling the finished compost into my small garden in the spring is a part of this. We’ve reused that which we recycled, and in the end we’re reducing our purchases of vegetables trucked in from elsewhere, which reduces… well, you get the picture.
Think globally, act locally. It works.

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>To Tell the Truth: or Daisy’s Top Ten List

>One Wacky Mom from “Murphy’s Law” tagged me with the Random Eight meme. I wasn’t sure if I could come up with another random eight that wouldn’t put readers to sleep (no comments from the peanut gallery, please), so I’ll link you to my last random eight and offer you a variation on a theme.

One of the latest “quizzes” going around the blogosphere isn’t a meme or a “who are you” test: it’s a true/false list made by the blogger. Vodkarella (formerly Troll Baby) and Dana, among others, have posted lists like this one, and I’ve found it fun to keep up with their answers. Here’s mine. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to guess which are true and which are false. Feel free to post your guesses in the comments. I will reveal the answers one by one.

1. I believe in the three Rs — with a twist.

2. I rode a motorcycle before I drove a car.

3. I am an expert at flower gardening.

4. My favorite teams include the Green Bay Packers, the Milwaukee Brewers, and Gryffindor House Quidditch.

5. I drive a soccer-mom style minivan and live in a basic three bedroom ranch.

6. I speak three languages, (including English).

7. I resist buying wrapping paper whenever possible.

8. Whenever possible, I shop early for Christmas. In fact, I’ve already started.

9. I am older than my husband.

10. My real name is Rose.

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>An open letter to Robert F. Kennedy, Jr.

>Dear Mr. Kennedy;
I was concerned with the tone of your recent article on The Huffington Post. I speak as the mother of a child on the autism spectrum, and I also speak as a teacher. Frankly, your writing was inflammatory and biased. Here is my professional assessment.
You chose to use dramatic vocabulary such as “brain-killing poison” rather than defining such chemicals or citing actual resources and studies. You referred vaguely to “patronizing” and “poisonous” attacks on a specific group of people (mothers of autistic children who espouse a particular viewpoint), but you did not support your point of view with details or examples. Leaning on your own personal experiences, no matter how extensive those conversations, emails, and letters, does not prove a particular side or argument correct.
By describing Katie Wright and her group as “calm, grounded, and extraordinarily patient….highly educated…” you managed to imply that parents who disagree must be otherwise. By claiming that “…a rational person might do some more investigation”, you again imply that those who disagree must be irrational and have not done their homework.
The only source you quote is your own personal web site. Where are the “hundreds of research studies from dozens of countries…” to which you allude? Where are the links to the other research, that which you call”flimsy” and “borderline fraud,” part of the “…campaign of obfuscation and public deception”?
The piece is, quite simply, poorly written. It is laden with assumptions, name-calling, and emotionally charged words. It is missing research, references, and “dispassionate and diligent investigation” of its own.
Grade? D minus. Mr. Kennedy, in order to be convincing, even opinion needs to be backed up with facts.
Sincerely,
Daisy

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>Fragile, hope shatters

>Benjy didn’t make it. Amidst the many missing persons stories on tonight’s news came this update: Seven-year-old Benjy Heil’s body was found in a creek less than a mile from his home.
So many searchers, so many caring people — and such a sad ending to this story.
My heart goes out to his parents, his siblings, his extended family, his friends.

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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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>Hope can be fragile

>Benjamin “Benjy” Heil went missing Thursday night from his rural home in Saratoga, Wisconsin. Searchers, including local people, officials, and even bloodhounds, have been scouring the area for any sign of him. His footprints were spotted, and someone found a ball that may have been his, but other than that, Benjy has been gone from home in this hot, muggy, stormy weather.
Benjy has autism. He is somewhat nonverbal, from reports, and will not respond to his name. Searchers will have to make visual contact to know they’ve found him, since he will not answer their calls.
This story is scary on so many counts. Any seven year old is in danger if he’s been missing for four days and nights. He is lost in rather unforgiving territory, too. Within walking range of this young boy, last seen barefoot and in shorts and t-shirt, are a campground, woods, and the Wisconsin River, not to mention bogs and marshes.
I keep hoping he’s holed up in a doghouse, shed, or hunting cabin. I don’t like to think of the river.
Keep searching, people. And Benjy’s parents: please keep hoping. I’ll be thinking of you and hoping, too.

update: While not precisely good news, at least it’s not worse news. Searchers have almost ruled out the possibility of Benji’s falling in the river. They believe he’s on land.

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>Funday Sunday

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One fun thing about having a fireplace is decorating the mantle. Well, you know I’m not exactly a conventional decorator. My mantle is currently “decorated” in two themes: bunnies and baseball. Yes, one of the bunnies decided to take a swim in the martini glass. I’m more of a wine cooler or gin and tonic person, so the pretty glass, a gift, serves a decorative purpose instead.

We’re still working on the baseball side of the display. I know we have bendables of three other racing sausages (directly to the right of the cap, the Hot Dog guy), so I’ll keep looking. Amigo and husband brought home the bobbleheads last year. The plastic souvenir cap was either filled with ice cream or nachos (yes, I washed it) at another game in Miller Park.

Well, bratwurst, Polish, and Italian sausages, you can run, but you can’t hide. I know you’re around somewhere!

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