Gap casting call rejects
November 18th, 2008 · 1 Comment
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Tags: parenting · photography
correspondence to the teacher
November 18th, 2008 · No Comments
Hello there. Hopefully you are enjoying your Sunday, and are far away from the computer. Gabriel came home very upset (and angry) about an incident with a backpack.
His version:
He was happily playing at latchkey when you came looking for Trevor’s backpack. He was surprised to find it attached to HIS backpack, and gave it to you as soon as he became aware. He states that you were upset with him, and said that you would talk to him about it on Monday. He, for some reason, believes that Abby hooked it onto his backpack, but his grandmother and I told him not to jump to conclusions.
He insists that he was completely unaware of Trevor’s backpack being hooked to his backpack. I can believe that he may not have noticed. However, the story is very odd told through the perception of a 7 year old boy. I don’t quite understand what all of the drama is about.
Can you please give me your version of what happened so that I can set him at ease?
Thank you for your time,
p.s.
He is reading over my shoulder, and would like me to tell you that he is not angry anymore. :) (also, he does not like the sentence where i referred to him as a 7 year old boy.)
Tags: parenting
Palin: Iraq War a “task from God.”
September 4th, 2008 · No Comments
From the AP:
ANCHORAGE, Alaska - Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin told ministry students at her former church that the United States sent troops to fight in the Iraq war on a “task that is from God.”
In an address last June, the Republican vice presidential candidate also urged ministry students to pray for a plan to build a $30 billion natural gas pipeline in the state, calling it “God’s will.”
Palin asked the students to pray for the troops in Iraq, and noted that her eldest son, Track, was expected to be deployed there.
“Our national leaders are sending them out on a task that is from God,” she said. “That’s what we have to make sure that we’re praying for, that there is a plan and that plan is God’s plan.”
The rest of the article is here.
Tags: politics · why i drink
interesting. my response to a generalized question about my ex.
July 11th, 2008 · 6 Comments
Ok, here is a quick run down of my past/present with Gabriel’s dad:
We worked at the same place. Ricardo had black hair and blue eyes and super thick eyelashes. He was really good at the brooding, introspective thing. He was a freshly former marine, who was figuring out what to do with his life now, resented the military, and was writing stories and doing sculptures in his spare time. (The writing was LOUSY, and so were the sculptures, but that was irrelevent).
Even some people at work didn’t see why i would get involved with him. He was awkward socially, had a little bit of a temper. etc. He was hard to be at ease around, for many people. I, however, am definitely the nurturing type, and found the whole thing quite romantic.
We were good at the rocky relationship thing. He would be randomly jealous, we’d have big arguments where i was completely stunned, because i didn’t understand what had started them. (I would have looked at and smiled at our waiter, for example, while placing my order, and then 3 hours later, Ricardo was furious.) But, I was a sucker for the making up. Him driving a couple hours in the rain, to find me when i was out with my mom, practically crying at a bar, or something of the sort. Water dripping from that handsome face, wet hair, and him realizing the wrongs of his ways and his true love for me.
I was a total sucker. Ridiculous.
We moved in together quickly. Were engaged within about 6 months (I went totally weak in the knees when he told me he had dreamed of our wedding day, and knew i was going to be his wife). Ended up pregnant before the wedding, so we pushed it back. I didn’t want people to think we were getting married because we had to.
Long story short, we finally got married when Gabriel was 18 months old. We were together a total of 3 years, but we only made it as a married couple, living in the same home for 3 months. We had my big wedding. 200 guests (only about 5 of them were his). We bought a house. And we were miserable.
He would come home from work, and say things like, “I have to be nice to people all day at work. I shouldn’t have to pretend to want to be nice to you when I get home.”
Even better was his attitude about me staying home with the baby while he was little, something I had known my whole life that I wanted to do if I had a child (not a big fan of infants in daycare). Ricardo wanted me to go back to work. I pointed out that, at my income level, at that time, that by the time we paid for gas and childcare, we would profit only about $100/month by me working. He said, “Well, at least you wouldn’t be sitting at home doing nothing all day.” Classic.
Anyway. In September, 3 months after our wedding, we went on separate vacations. I went to Seattle for a long weekend to visit my best friend, Sarah. He went to visit his family in South Carolina. Gabriel stayed with my mother. I discovered, on that trip, that normal, rational, intelligent, people actually enjoyed hearing what I had to say, and found me pleasurable to be around. Ricardo called and said, “I love it down here… either we’re moving here or I am” (mind you, we had only purchased our house 3 months before, as well).
Pretty soon it was over. I had come to my senses and he went on his way. He doesn’t see Gabriel or pay child support. About once a year, Gabe really wants to talk to his dad, and I track him down. A few months ago we got his number and called him. He was furious with me. Says he won’t be involved with Gabriel unless I give him shared custody and send him down there for summers. SUMMERS. To the man who never even calls the kid or sends him a Christmas card. Yeah right.
I have offered to pay for his transportation and a hotel room for him to come see Gabe, but he won’t do it.
That’s that.