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The Thinking Mom: March 2007
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A meditation on the intersection between motherhood and the world at large. Wednesday, March 28, 2007. A Bad Case of the . It's allergy season again. (Isn't that the beginning of one of those "Ask your doctor about Zertinase. Aside from advertising, I could tell you that it's allergy season because my poor (and until now, unaffected) toddler had watery eyes and a runny nose in addition. To his spring fever which kept him cumulatively at the park for four hours the other day. I remember my husband telling...
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The Thinking Mom: November 2006
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A meditation on the intersection between motherhood and the world at large. Tuesday, November 28, 2006. In John Waters' movie Pecker. There is a crazy grandma who thinks her doll version of the Virgin Mary keeps trying to say "full of grace". However, since the grandma is not very good at vantriliquism, what escapes from her pursed lips is "full of grease! By dint of its timing, Hanukkah has been subjected to the seasonal humiliation built by America, for America. Like many 'intermarried' couples, we...
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The Thinking Mom: January 2007
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A meditation on the intersection between motherhood and the world at large. Wednesday, January 24, 2007. Just a quick message from the land of the sick. Yes, it's fun in Wisconsin's winter wonderland and we are quickly stamping our passports full of every exotic bug known to humankind. The son of two doctors, my husband never went to the doctor as a kid. Bust your head open? Come here kid, let daddy sew it up. No need. So off I go downstairs to crack open a can of chicken soup. I had delusions earlie...
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The Thinking Mom: June 2007
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A meditation on the intersection between motherhood and the world at large. Thursday, June 28, 2007. Methinks that Booty Smelleth Not So Fresh. And the recalls keep coming, folks. Just a day after being warned to throw away ANY toothpaste made in China, hospitals and mental wards are finding hordes of tubes of the possibly toxic goo. I found out that the US apparently gets almost 80% of its seafood from China. Yikes. Back away from that fish stick! I still think it can have its place as a (relatively) in...
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The Thinking Mom: December 2006
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A meditation on the intersection between motherhood and the world at large. Thursday, December 28, 2006. I ended my last post with a teaser about why I hate New Year's Eve. I have been thinking about it during my convalescence, and I've come up with my only, truly, flatfooted feelings about New Year's: It's dumb. Why do I think it's dumb? It seems like a truly arbitrary thing to me to celebrate. Fireworks being set off), or getting drunk and simultaneously hopped-up on rum and cokes were all variously fo...
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The Thinking Mom: April 2007
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A meditation on the intersection between motherhood and the world at large. Monday, April 30, 2007. I've been watching little bits of Sesame Street with my son for the past few days in order to rid him of his Elmo (and general muppet) aversion. My feeling is, he doesn't have to like. Elmo (or own the doll, for that matter), but he shouldn't be scared. Of Elmo. He shouldn't cry and run screaming from the room anytime he glimpses the little red guy. Does he store these little nuggets in his squirrel brain?
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The Thinking Mom: May 2007
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A meditation on the intersection between motherhood and the world at large. Tuesday, May 29, 2007. There's nothing like raising a child- watching it progress from a squirmy little bundle of nerve endings and crying to a thinking, talking, plotting human being- to recharge your wonder and frustration in the world. One of the most bizarre realizations I remember having was when my son was about 10 months old and started showing a clear preference for anything with wheels. Why wheels? Boy are we in trouble!
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The Thinking Mom: February 2007
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A meditation on the intersection between motherhood and the world at large. Wednesday, February 21, 2007. Yes, that giant (of course it's German) word means emergency situation. Out of the ordinary: a time for suspension of rules, where everything you know can come into question. 1) Everything is wrong. 2) You think you're funny? You're not. You're wrong. (See #1). 3) Anything you do to comfort me will be rebuked and scorned. 4)Food must be masticated, ejected, then flung. Day Make the most of it! And sp...
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