Colin was so gentle with that little tooth – never pushing it – and this morning I took his half sleeping body out of bed, brought him downstairs, lay him on the couch and he declared, “my tooth is out!”
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I went to the beach this morning super early… getting back to my routine of waking at 5am, leaving at 5:30 and returning before the kids wake up. But instead of running, I rode to the beach and did some stretching, squats on the sand. Gorgeous watching the sun come up. But while it’s still dark… Discovery Channel’s coverage of Laughter Yoga… Reason #546 that I’m happy to be vegan is that I don’t have period cramps. I realized during the start of my last period that before I went vegan I used to have cramps – painful ones – during my period. That all stopped when I stopped dairy, eggs and meat. Reason #1 that I *don’t* like being vegan is that there really aren’t any restaurants within 15 miles that serve healthy food. We just got back from going out to Japanese food and I feel like I’ve been embracing a salt lick for an hour. Everything’s either dripping with salt or dripping with oil. My body she doesn’t like it. Reason #2 that I *don’t* like being vegan is going to potlucks. There’s no luck, typically, in the pot if you’re vegan. Reason #1 that I don’t like going to cohousing social events is that everyone’s smashed against me eating meat (which I usually don’t mind at all – it’s when it’s all over the place and totally within my physical space comfort zone that it starts feeling like I’m swimming in meat, smelling it. It’s like one of those dreams when you’re doing something perfectly normal and everything around you starts fading in and out and something is really wrong but everyone’s pretending everything is perfectly normal. And it can’t be true but are people purposefully looking at me and smiling while they’re taking a bite of their pork chop? And the blood and sauce are all over their faces and their eyes are getting really big and the music gets very dramatic and I think I’m going to pass out but then I just stand up and get another helping of Trader Joe’s spinach salad in a bag). Guess what I’m cooking up for the potluck tonight? I’ve been a HomeSchooling Mama for a long time now (even though the kids are young). It’s been my philosophy, completely and wholeheartedly. But minds change and circumstances change and kids change and parents change. And my kids are off to Montessori on September 1. We’ll see how they like it… I think they’re going to love it. Gianna’s completely ready and psyched. Colin’s hesitant, just like he is with everything. It needs to be on his terms. I’m also not a Vibram FiveFingers Runner anymore. Nope. I’m going back to barefoot running and the basics… short runs, feeling it out. I’ll ride my bike to the beach and run a mile or two barefoot. I was told this over and over by Barefoot Ken Bob and I never listened… I wanted that Marathon! Now if my foot/heel would just heal! I bought a big back of those long balloons that can be manipulated into various shapes… and Gianna loved making hats for herself and friends. The boys enjoyed sword fighting with them… In my last post, I addressed my concern about Crazy English Woman Who Threw Away a Cat and linked to the Salon article that has a bit of an intelligent slant on the idea – that we are not alone, we are being watched, video/internet is Big Brother. Psycho people beware – you might end up a viral video. The People of The Internet will judge you! Big Brother or not, I’m delighted to find today that the Cats Of The World have attained their revenge on Crazy Cat Lady… It seems lately that I keep reading news about great English people and I think, “yeah, that’s my heritage! English people are pretty darned smart/beautiful/fancy!” But then today I read on Salon about the crazy English woman who THREW AWAY A CAT on the street, in broad daylight. A surveillance camera got this low life form craziness on film for all the world to see. Low life form? No, only a human could pull this off. Care to indulge in the madness of this woman? Stefan just sent me this photo – they’re on a walk to get Gianna from a neighbor’s house. What a nice surprise to see that they had a detour in an Abowap (what Colin called Arboles – trees when he was 1)…  |
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