Sunday, May 29, 2005

more ebay

At this very moment, 15 people are "watching" an item I put up for auction on Ebay. The starting bid was $6.99, and now we're at $31.00, with 2 days left to go. I can't put into words the strange high I'm experiencing.

Saturday, May 28, 2005


I've made a few Ebay transactions recently. I've found that browsing there is almost as amusing as blogging. Smelly shoes Heart shaped potato chip Osama sighting

Thursday, May 26, 2005

Happy Birthday Mia!

Can't believe it's been one month. Take a look at the little family. Obviously keeping their sense of one month they had a baby, Arthur finished grad school and teaching, and their other daughter is 2 1/2. Yikes. Photo by Arthur Simoes (the crying daddy)

Judge: Parents can't teach pagan beliefs

An Indianapolis father is appealing a Marion County judge's unusual order that prohibits him and his ex-wife from exposing their child to "non-mainstream religious beliefs and rituals." Cale J. Bradford, chief judge of the Marion Superior Court, kept the unusual provision in the couple's divorce decree last year over their fierce objections, court records show. The order does not define a mainstream religion.
Read more I 'spose that little full moon thing Lily did on the deck on Monday counts as pagan?

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Is it really May?

Image hosted by Connecticut Overnight: Windy & cool with periods of rain & drizzle. Low temperature 40-45. N-NE wind 15-30 mph. Wednesday: Periods of rain & drizzle. Windy & unusually cool. High temperature only near 50. N-NE wind 15-35 mph. Periods of rain & drizzle continuing at night. Low temperature in the 40s. Thursday: Mostly cloudy with scattered showers primarily during the morning. High temperature 55-60. Friday: Partly cloudy. Showers possible, especially later in the day. High temperature in the 60s.

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Meng de wen

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Friday, May 20, 2005

Another Lilyism

Upon getting herself out of the tub and drying off: "I did it! I'm completely dry. Even my armpits and legpits."

Reacting to reactions

You all knew about our plans to adopt before many of our meatspace friends and family. We are out of the closet now, and Lily will tell anyone who looks at her that we are adopting a baby from China, that it's taking a hundred million years, and we're going to name her Lily. I've noticed an interesting pattern in responses. First, we told John's family on Easter. They seemed excited at the time, but not one of his 3 siblings nor his father have asked us about it since. We've seen them at gatherings, spoken with them on the phone...not a thing. They don't even know that we have decided on a country. Another woman in the immediate family announced a pregnancy, and the family's abuzz with chat about her. Passing along baby stuff, planning showers, etc. Possible reasons from my perspective: 1. They don't know anything about it, so don't know what to ask. 2. They forgot. 3. They didn't take it seriously. I'm beginning to think that we'll just show up for a family gathering with a second child and surprise them. I've also noticed a pattern of response from strangers and acquaintances. Many say something close to "what a wonderful thing you're doing for that little girl." Where do I start? Ummmm, first, I see it as quite a selfish act. We want to add to our family, we are certainly motivated by love, and this is a feasible solution for us. However, we are yanking a child away from her caregivers and whatever life she knows now and bringing her to a completely strange place. And expecting her to trust us. And then hoping that we are able to offer enough support, guidance and connections for her to have a sense of her heritage and roots, but still fit into our american society. It's daunting, and not exactly noble. Yes, China isn't the best place to be female and an orphan. But I would not bring a child into my family based solely on that, or assume that the US is a better place. It's complicated, and I believe there is much misinformation out there on adoption. I have much soul-searching to do on transracial adoptions. I hope that I have a bit of a start having taught a different culture and lived abroad. Oh, and I was married to a man from the Dominican Republic. I got a feel for what it felt like to be the minority in his world (in a small way)

Thursday, May 19, 2005

WomenHeart newsletter for May. Nice to see many friends in the photos!

For Miko

Lily in a Japanese style garden we visited while in Wisconsin. It was beautiful, many areas carefully covered with rock, and lots of little bridges. When I read the name of the garden to Lily, she remembered immediately that we have a friend in Japan. We are sooooo cultured, eh?

All you have to do is ask

As this adoption becomes more real, I found myself thinking about the Chinese community in this area. Yesterday I decided that I needed to do some research into it sometime soon. Today, I was visiting my favorite consignment shop with kid clothes, and Lily made a new friend. Lily was bolding inviting her new friend to our house when both moms intervened. We traded numbers, and I was pleased I asked about this other mom's first language. She responded "Chinese". Looking forward to our playdate. This evening, I got a call from a middle school parent looking for a tutor for his son. We were looking at our schedules for a convienent time, and he mentioned that Saturdays were not good because his son has Chinese class. I pushed a bit and asked about it, and his father is Chinese. I like this type of manifestation. New playmate and more tutoring, along with the Chinese connection. And I didn't lift a finger to make it happen. Sorta.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Back to the regularly scheduled blogging...

Stuff I learned (or maybe remembered) this week: 1. I do NOT like shopping. Browsing through a store looking at little trinkets and knick-knacks zaps me of energy and generally annoys me. Add to the mix the kid, and this can become a situation where I have to struggle to keep my cool. This was a popular activity while my mom was here, and I tried to be pleasant. 2. The kid needs more than 9 hours of sleep. She's clever, and knows just how to manipulate a very willing-to-be-manipulated granny into telling many stories at bedtime. 3. My mom had a very difficult childhood, and I was fascinated to hear more details. A synopsis: 11 siblings, 2 bedroom farmhouse, no plumbing/electricity, a drunk father, a mother on the verge of a nervous breakdown (who wouldn't be?), her older sister and confidant died at age 18 when my mom was 16... 4. I missed my friends here.

Friday, May 13, 2005

We did it!

We're officially licensed by the State of Connecticut to be foster and adoptive parents. Well, the paperwork will be done soon, anyway. Now we move on the conquer Homeland Security, and then China. (deep hoop at a time) I've signed on to be a foster mom while we wait for the adoption. I'll be occasionally caring for newborns born in the Hartford area while their birthparents make decisions about the final placement. Of course, none of these kids will be available to us to adopt, we are simply agreeing to give them some love (and exposure to a loud four-year old) while their fate is determined. That, and we'll feed them, too. That oughta take care of my baby fix. Each placement will last less than 2 weeks. Having a great visit with Grandma. Also, I've been tagged "it" by Cait...looking forward to composing my responses to the IF I COULD BE ideas floating around.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

Today's the day

In 3 hours, we are having our final meeting with our social worker for the adoption. She's coming to our house to take a tour and to meet Lily. Please join us in praying that Lily doesn't do any of her tricks. Her favorite attention getter at this time is backing up to someone with her tush in the air and both hands and feet flat on the floor while saying "cute butt delivery! cute butt delivery!" My mom is here visiting for a week from Wisconsin. She arrived yesterday, and the first thing she did was clean my bathroom. Tonight we are headed out for a night of salsa music and dancing with Kate and Sandaura. Mom asked why we wanted to go out with someone so old, which makes me snicker because I know that she's more likely than any of us to dance on the bar.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

10 Stories

Sunday, May 08, 2005

Mother's Day

Image hosted by I'm enjoying a nice morning...complete with several homemade gifts from my daughter and a new deck of tarot cards: Tarot de Los Muertos. The suits are pens, coffins, pistols, and reels. Day of the Dead is one of my favorite holidays. When I was teaching Spanish in a classroom, I had a full sized cardboard coffin with a pretty skeleton all dressed up in the corner of the room. Not many subject areas can get away with that sort of thing. I collect Latin American folk art, mostly skeleton stuff, so I'm thrilled with my gift. Monica Knighton's site: No Borders Studio We're off to a feast at my friend Kate's house. She's having 13 guests for brunch. And she's amazing in the kitchen, I'm looking forward to it!

Saturday, May 07, 2005

About last night

I went somewhere I said I'd never go. Mohegan Sun. It's a casino about an hour from my house. I didn't go to gamble, but to see Sting perform at the Mohegan Arena. My friend Heather is a huge Sting fan. No, of those crazy-like fans. Last night was the third time she'd seen him this year. She lives in Massachusetts, and when she found out he was playing in Connecticut, she convinced me it would be fun. And it was. Except for the creepy casino part. I've never been to a casino, and we had to walk through a big part of it to get to the concert. To me, it was like a giant intensive care unit. Blinking and beeping, no windows, no sense of time. In my limited travel through the gaming part, I saw 3 different people wheeling around their oxygen tanks while playing slot games. There are many things I don't like about this type of venue, mainly the crowd. And the seats. But the people watching was fabulous! The show was great, Sting played lots of old stuff, including many Police songs. Heather is also originally from the Midwest. We are sometimes a dangerously friendly combination. She wouldn't take "no" for an answer, and eventually charmed her way to the second row. We were pleasantly suprised to like the opening band, Fiction Plane. During the performance I mentioned that the lead guy looked like a young Sting, and as we watched him it became apparent that they must have the same genetic code. Sure enough, it was his kid. But no mention was ever made of the connection on stage. Image hosted by Fiction Plane New York Daily Times article on the band. When we got home, John put a framed photo of Sting (that our friend India had taken a few years ago) on Heather's pillow. She got to meet his son, and came just a few inches from Sting's very own pantleg. She went to sleep a happy woman.

An invitation

Wanna come to a party last week? swiped from fellow PPCMer Serena

Thursday, May 05, 2005

This week's Lilyisms

"Can we make root beer floods tonight?" "The mowlawner is too loud!"

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Fairly accurate picture of me

Your Birthdate: July 22
While sometimes employing unorthodox approaches, you are capable of handling large scale undertakings. You assume great responsibility and work long and hard toward completion. Often, especially in the early part of life, there is rigidity or stubbornness, and a tendency to repress feelings. Idealistic, you work for the greater good with a good deal of inner strength and charisma. An extremely capable organizer, but likely to paint with broad strokes rather than detail. You are very aware and intuitive. You are subject to a good deal of nervous tension.
Found over at Cap'n Marrrk's place