Sunday, April 29, 2007
Today was Sharry's retirement party. I made my fourteen pounds of hummus and got the children simutaneously clean. The location was beautiful, but I'm just not cut out for parties. There are alway just too many people there for me, especially any party that requires fourteen pounds of hummus. Hopefully the guest of honor had a good time. There was music and dancing...and children of all sizes running amok. I'm going to say it. Some of those children were absolutely horrible...climbing in the landscaping with complete disregard for the plants and climbing in the rocky water gardens. If my children ever behave that way I hope someone brings them to me by the hand. I told one boy, a second grader, that he couldn't climb down some steep rocky landscaping and he looked at me like I had just crawled out of my spaceship.
Friday, April 27, 2007
We went to a big birthday party after school today. The whole class was there. Ella loved being at the big playground with all her school mates. The seventy five percent chance of rain turned into a beautiful sunny afternoon.
Later the kids and I went to the natural food store and the asian market for supplies. John was quite unhappy until he could ride in the little truck shopping cart. Ella was quite interested in the bucket of big squid. I got all my supplies for making appetizers for Sharry's party. Everyone seems to be making fancy food, but I'm making three kinds of hummus, traditional, roasted red pepper with smoked paprika, and a green one with spinach and cilantro. I'm going to make some homemade whole grain bread and buy some pita and baguettes.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Friday, April 20, 2007
Ella wore her little Virginia Tech shirt to school today even though she didn't know why. Some children in her class know what happened, and one even saw the photographs of the shooter with his guns. That kind of parenting verges on negligence in my book. If Ella asks us a question about the shootings, I'll certainly tell her the truth, but so far she is blissfully ignorant.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
We heard about a shooter from another mother on a cell phone. A friend and I were talking in the parking lot of the coffee shop and the mother on the phone said, "Get in your car; someone is shooting people on campus." We raced to Ella's school which was already locked down and spent the next few hours there. The children watched a movie in the library with no windows and the teachers found them a snack. No one seemed to notice that school wasn't ending. At this point we were incredulous that one or perhaps even two people had been killed. I would have never expected thirty two. We were maybe a mile away. We were very worried about our friends who were there, and it was hard to get through on the telephone for the rest of the day. I was happy to be near the children and know that they were safe. Their teacher was doing a nice job balancing her own concerns with the twenty four little people locked behind several doors.
When we could go I got out of town as quickly as possible. At the grocery store the power was out because of the high winds, but we shopped in the dim light. The checker had the radio blaring and I asked her to turn it down so that the children wouldn't hear. She wouldn't so I blabbed loudly about nothing for five minutes. If you want to talk about the root of the problem I'd say that people are insensitive to the violence that they expose children to, but I'm going to save that for another day.
At home I made lunch before letting Ella watch TV so that I could come downstairs and check the news on the computer.
Today Ella had school. She still doesn't know about the killings, but some of the children do know. I don't want her thinking that things like that happen at "daddy's school". Many of the children have older siblings and I expect it is impossible to keep that information from spreading. Many people live here because it seems to be such a safe, child friendly environment, and this incident has really shattered that.
We went to the park and flew a kite this afternoon. It was so bright and sunny.
I know that devastating incidents like this can happen anywhere. The stories are resonating though these hills tonight.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Sunday, April 15, 2007
We headed down to Roanoke for a rainy sunday of thai food and science museum mini golf. We got Ella signed up for Chemistry Camp for mid July. A few months ago I had to stop her from mixing the various shampoos and conditioners in the shower to make "potions". Now we just have "potion" night. It is friday. It happens in the bathtub. They both make one potion and have to use it to wash themselves. Friday is also violin lesson day, cookie day, and spaghetti and "meatballs" night. Last week we made our own recipe for tofu meatballs, and it will forever be referred to as "trickin' chicken". Oh, to be five and loving words.
1/3 loaf good bread made into crumbs in the cuisinart with one garlic clove, toasted
1 pound tofu
3 tbsp brewer's yeast
sage, parsley, and oregano
1/2 tsp smoked paprika
6 mushrooms, finely chopped and sauteed with 1 onion, two cloves of garlic, and I had a shallot so I added it.
Pulse herbs, spices, tofu and bread crumbs. Add water to make a cream cheese consistancy. Mix in sauteed mushrooms and onions and refridgerate. Saute in 1 tbsp olive oil until browned and then pour in two tablespoons of balsamic, shake until evaporated, and then add a quart of marinara. I let it all sit for twenty minutes. Serve with spaghetti.
Ella declared this delicious, and she likes all kinds of meaty meatballs. John ate these with his hands. Big John thought they were "trickin".
Friday, April 13, 2007
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Ella thinks that she may have outgrown her wheelbarrow. She needs a greenhouse for spring, and she is going to grow an apple tree to hang a rubber horse swing on. She is saving her coins to buy a homeless man a poncho.
On the other hand, she has learned how to tackle boys. She is fast, strong, and flies through the air like a professional football player.
Monday, April 09, 2007
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Ella and I went to an egg hunt on saturday, just the two of us. She had a great time hunting for well hidden eggs. They were up in trees, down by the creek, and I even found an egg from a previous year's hunt.
It was a home improvement weekend. Hopefully our treehouse is closed to all nesting woodpeckers, chickadees, and squirrels for the moment. We live in a natural cedar house clinging to the side of a steep wooded hill, a treehouse. As a small token for the birds, John put up a birdhouse. It was claimed within 24 hours. We weeded and planned some plant purchases. I think John finally realized how hard it is to actually accomplish something real with John and Ella "helping".
Ella has been a bit distracted. A seven year old girl is moving in next door, and Ella has been stalking her non-stop. She even has Barbies and Brats dolls and drinks Kool-Aid. It is nice that she will have a friend to ride the bus with when Kindergarden starts next year. She calls me "ma'am" and compliments our house. Last night she was waiting when Ella got home from the egg hunt. She had a bug jar and was planning on becoming a scientist. They happily caught bugs until dark. Ella said, "I don't think you'll like her mama; she smokes cigarettes and then throws them on the ground". I just told her that not every family is like ours. It will work out.
Or we'll just move. Driven away by a seven year old in low rise jeans.