predictions.

i can't wait 'til we're 18 years down the road and anna nicole smith's daughter is doing her second stint in rehab.

maybe we'll get lucky and she'll pull a britney.

great project.

a man named Danny Goldfield has come up with a project to take a picture of one child from every country in the world - without ever leaving NYC.

the photos so far, he has 136(58 to go), are striking. check it out.

with a face like this.

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Originally uploaded by bringonthescience.

last night chris and i finally collapsed around midnight. exhausted from a day of running after kids, going to class, and whatever else. i don't sleep well, despite the kids being here, so when I was awakened at 2am to Odd screaming through the door that she had thrown up, i let out a desperate groan.

the girls both have some bug that is giving them a fever(i knew this prior) and we've been giving them tylenol as the fevers pop up, but. it has been awhile since i've had the night time call to arms to clean up puke out of a bed. it was like i'd never stopped. kid cleaned up, sheets ripped off and thrown in the wash, new sheets on, tucked in, and back to sleep in about 30 minutes. not bad.

it was the 5:40am crying of our stupid cat to be let into our room that woke up the dog to make him start barking that was the last straw. sigh.

i am also getting a cold, despite my organic barrier. it isn't bad, but it is enough to make me step a little bit slower.

a short list.

1. i have decided to write my term paper on the benefits of eating organic, both health and economic/global wise. i already tell everyone i know how much better i feel since i started.

2. i am growing my hair out again. i miss my long hair. this short stuff is easy, but i miss my ponytail.

3. noxema is scary, intense stuff. just one application sent my skin into a tizzy that will take me a week to fix. damn you, sensitive skin.

4. i am hungry, so i'm going to go eat now. organic. :-)

5. i love my new car.

conversations with a budding genius.

i drove to and from boston in the past 24 hours to get the girls for the week. we finally get back tonight to my house in jersey, and bird is SICK of the car. i am sick of the car, i feel her pain. we have to eat though, so we venture out. the conversation goes like this, as we see nearly everywhere is packed and there's a wait.


we pull into the TGIFriday's parking lot. packed.
"uhh.. how about somewhere else..", i say.
i drive through the best buy parking lot.
"how about best buy?", i ask as a joke.
bird says, "you can't eat at best buy."
"why not?"
"they don't have food."
"what, you can't digest paper?", i say.
"MoooOOOoom."
"how about the bookstore. you can digest a BOOK. hyuk hyuk", i say, earning no love.
"digest a book?", she asks.
"yeah, you know..absorb what it says...retain it in your memory."
"oh."

just trying to lighten the mood and tease her and odd a little bit.

so, we pull into outback and it is PACKED as is every other place on a saturday night. i groan, i am not waiting. too much driving - i just want to eat and go home and go to bed.

bird chirps, "hey, mom, we can go eat at KARATE", which is the title of a business within eyesight of outback.

"you can have a knuckle sandwich," she says smugly.

pwned by a 7 year old.

never.

never send your vw to a ford dealer for repair.

ever.

trust me on this.

bumping pussies.

no, rick, we're not.

that settles that.