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Holidailies..Damn it all to hell..TT edition

Thursday, December 28th, 2006

THURSDAY THIRTEEN

Thirteen reasons why I did not post yesterday, blowing my Holidailies on the 27th day.

1. I got up early to meet with my landlord to get my deposit back.

2. But he didn’t show up.

3. And then I had a big work project to finish.

4. And a bunch of laundry.

5. And a kitchen that looked like crap.

6. I made chili cheese dogs out of the RR cookbook.

7. They were good, but I liked the Suddenly Salad more.

8. Bug threw a temper tantrum.

9. We tried to take trash to the dumpster, but it was full.

10. So we drove to another one.

11. And then Geo wanted to go to the store to buy slippers for the old lady who works with him, except they didn’t have them at Kmart so we had to go to Walmart.

12. And then Geo and I stayed up until 2 am watching “Little Miss Sunshine.”

13. And by then it was too late. Damn it all to hell.

 

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Holidailies #26..Jersey

Wednesday, December 27th, 2006

Oh boy. Bug seems to go through phases. She’ll be really good for awhile, then rotten for awhile. She’s in a rotten phase now. I’m not sure if it is Christmas-related, because she didn’t have the same problem last year. But she’s just running around like a crazy person. Being rude, throwing tantrums, saying she hates me over a game, asking for food and when I say no, taking it anyway. Last night, Geo got fed up with her for pretty much the first time ever. I mean, he was FED UP. It was kind of nice, because for once I was the good guy instead of always being evil Mommy who makes her do what she is supposed to.

About Geo’s Christmas gifts..he got me several things, including some bedroom furniture. He got Bug and I authentic licensed Cubs jerseys. On the back, it says our respective nicknames, and then 11 on mine and 8 on hers, for 11/8..our adoption day. Isn’t that sweet? He was really proud of himself.

Now I’m just trying to get back in the swing of things. This is the first time in a long time that I haven’t held a full time job, or been going to college full time. I’ll be working at home, and I’m nervous about it. I’ve been working at home for awhile, but just as a way to bring in extra cash. Luckily, I have my disability compensation and Bug’s adoption subsidy (which is only $275) so I’ve got a good head start.

I’m hoping 2007 is a kick ass year.

Oh, speaking of 2007, do you know Walmart has already replaced all the Christmas stuff with Valentine’s day stuff? Isn’t that slightly ridiculous?

Also, I’m going to be blogging about my attempt to do the Flylady program over on my other blog. I’m looking for people to join me. Come join me!

P.S. If I owe you a Christmas card because we participated in an exchange or because you sent me one, I KNOW. I SUCK. Between graduation and the move and all, I did not get them sent out. But they are going tomorrow. I know. It’s dumb. But better late than never right?? Also, I’m having difficulty with my Outlook Express, so if you email me through the site and I don’t write back right away, I’m working on it.

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Holidailies #25..Larry

Tuesday, December 26th, 2006

Hope all who celebrated had a great Christmas today, and those who didn’t..hope you had uh..a good day off work!

Our Christmas was a whirlwind of excitement which included botched hand signals during Operation “Santa,” a bunch of really thoughtful sweet presents from Geo which I’ll talk about tomorrow, a stuffed monkey named Larry who Geo carries around like a baby, a nice collection of presents for all of us, Chinese food, and an incident in which Bug said, “I hate Mommy!” during a game of Deal or No Deal. Loads of fun, that was.

But my fortune cookie said:

Your troubles will cease and fortune will smile upon you

And that, my friends, is some really good news.

Merry Christmas!  

Holidailies #24..Santa tracking

Sunday, December 24th, 2006

Are you tracking Santa?? We are.

Bug: Oh my God! He’s in South Africa! That means he’s almost here.

Geo: Actually, no. That is not almost here.

Bug is being a pain in the butt, but I’m finally done with the shopping. On a sad note, my video camera died a premature death and the store is all out of anything under $1000 bucks so I am video camera-less for Christmas. Darn you Walmart!

Geo: You’re doing such a good job! What are these cookies called again?

Me: Uhh…sugar cookies.

(Duh!)

Have a great Christmas Eve if you are celebrating! Bug says to tell you that Santa is running an hour ahead, so make sure you are in bed by EIGHT.

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Holidailies #23..Santa problems

Sunday, December 24th, 2006

No time to write a real post today. Just got back from four stores (all the stores in town) and about broke my back trying to load a bike in the back of my van. And of course, people stopped to make comments, “Looks like someone is getting a bike for Christmas!!” but didn’t offer to stop my cart from rolling across town.

At our house Santa wraps presents in special Santa wrapping paper. I think that while unpacking, Bug saw the Santa paper. Geo said it was OK, but I got nervous and I unwrapped all the Santa presents I had wrapped and am rewrapping them. Ugh. I’m an idiot.

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Holidailies #22..Whose bright idea was this?

Friday, December 22nd, 2006

First, to answer Aurelia’s question..I’m not 100% sure that it is Galinda’s turn, but just making a good guess. I’ve been having alternating pain directly over my ovaries. Last month, it was on the right side (the good Elphaba side), this month it is on the left side, and it very painful. That is my rather unscientific conclusion.

I just got back from my old house. I’ve finished up moving everything out and getting it all cleaned. Of course, now the kitchen and living room of the BDH is a gigantic pile of everything I own.

Bug seems unphased by it, asking if we can bake cookies and go shopping. I told her we could bake cookies once we found the kitchen table. It has to be under that pile somewhere.

Speaking of the BDH, yesterday the phone company came out to check the lines to see why my dialup is so slow. I’m running a dialup accelerator, so it shouldn’t be THAT slow. The guy came to the door, and it was like I was on a cartoon. He looked like the host of a Saturday morning kids show. He said, “HI!! Do YOU have a problem with your PHONE?” and then made a sad face. Bug poked her head from around the corner to gawk at him. Right then, this other guy came barreling through the woods where there is a truck path. He pulled right up, and stopped. “You rentin’ this house?” “Um.yes?” “I’m your neighbor.” “Oh hi.” And then he just sat there. And then he left. It was very weird and Little Mr. Sunshine told me that he had come right up behind him at like 100 mph. Maybe Little Mr. Sunshine slept with my neighbor’s wife or something. I don’t know.

But then Bug told me that while she was getting things out of the van, another guy pulled up, asked if she was moving in, and then asked her if her parents were home. When she said yes, he said, “Well, I’m your new neighbor, so tell them I said hi.”

After I gave Bug a stern talking to about running inside if strange men pull into your driveway, I called Geo, a little freaked out. I think he’s running out of patience for my freaking out because that is all I have been doing for the past 24 hours. First there was the, “Well YOU HAVE TO LET ME KNOW IF YOU ARE BUYING STUFF FOR MY STOCKING BECAUSE MY STOCKING CAN NOT BE EMPTY GEO!” fit, followed by the sobbing I did over my internet. “It’s so SLOW. You don’t understand. All I want to do is post on my god damn blog. But it is SO SLOW.” “Well, it is ok, hon, we’ll get it fixed up for..” “Nooo…I want it fixed nooowwwwwww!”

And then I tucked myself into bed so I wouldn’t act like an idiot anymore.

Geo told me that my neighbors were probably just being nosy because that is what people do in a country town. Which is true, because not only do people ask you a bunch of questions, but they tell you about themselves. Everytime I check out of Walmart, I hear a story about the girl’s boyfriend who slept with her cousin but that is OK, because they are getting married because she needs the insurance money. Or something.

So now the one house is empty and everything I own is in a pile, and Bug keeps knocking on the door asking if she can start working on it, because she has 60 more points to earn in order to get Christmas. And she heard on the radio that Santa is making his final preparations before leaving and now she is freaked out. “I’m through with being bad,” she said. “Look where it has gotten me!” she sighed.

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Holidailies #21..Oops

Friday, December 22nd, 2006

I almost forgot to post my Holidailies today. I guess it would have counted because I did post earlier, but I’ve been trying to do a dedicated Holidailies post.

Except I have no motivation to write. I hate dialup. HATE IT. It is so slow. I can’t get anything to work. My own blog takes 45 minutes to come up. It takes six years for a lonelygirl video to load.

I want to kill dial up.

In other news, I’m ovulating out of the Galinda side, which means that this month would have been worthless in terms of baby making anyway. So guess that means the BDH was good choice.

Except for the dialup.

HATE DIALUP.

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Holidailies #20..From where?

Thursday, December 21st, 2006

I’ve been reading a few interesting discussions on foster care adoptions lately. First is Upside Down Adoption where she explains her reasons for adopting from foster care. And then this post by Foster Abba where she respond to this comment:

What is it about American kids that make them more worthy of a home than kids in other countries?

by American Family.

So, should Americans adopt Americans first? Instead of going to another country?

To answer that, I think we need to look at a few things. First, let’s talk about why people would choose to adopt from China.

  • They want a child as young as possible.
  • They would like a girl, and chances are they would end up with a girl.
  • They want a more definative time line as to when they would get their child.
  • They feel a connection to the Chinese culture.
  • They have a family member who is Chinese.
  • They do not wish to have contact with the first family of their child.
  • They live in an area that has a strong Asian population and they feel they could raise their child in an appropriate multi-cultural setting.
  • They feel that with an Asian child, they won’t have to deal with as many issues regarding race.
  • They have a sense that “their child is in China.”
  • They believe that adopting from China is a feminist thing to do.
  • They feel drawn to the program after reading a book or seeing a movie.
  • They want to have a child that does not have special needs.
  • They don’t want to feel that you need to sell yourself to a social worker or potential birth parent.

I am probably missing some things, too. Now, there are obviously some errors in thinking in those reasons. First, you will have to deal with race if you adopt from China. Your child might have special needs that are undiagnosed. You may get a boy. China’s adoption program might slow down (like it has in the past year). You will still have to deal birth famlies, even if not directly. And who knows what the future will bring..in twenty years it might be commonplace for those children abandoned at birth to be able to seek out their birth families. We do not know how things will change or what will happen.

So why don’t people want to adopt from foster care? And are those reasons valid?

First, lets talk about the three ways you can adopt from foster care. You can become a foster parent. If a child that you are fostering does not become reunified with their parents, foster parents are first in line to adopt. You could participate in a foster to adopt program, in which you are licensed as a foster parent but you only take placements of children in which a TPR is likely to occur soon. It is still somewhat of a risk, but a much smaller one than straight foster care. Or you could go a straight adoption route, where the child’s parents have already had their rights terminated and they child is legally free for adoption. This is how I adopted Bug.

When most people think of foster care adoption, they think of the first scenario. This is why you hear people say, “I could never adopt from foster care because I don’t want to have to give the kid back.” If you become a foster parent, you need to understand that the goal is reunify the child with the birth family.

But you can still adopt from foster care and not have to worry about having to return a child. When I got Bug, there was no chance that she would be taken away. Of course, a child who is ready for adoption is generally going to be older. In order to get a young child, you need to be willing to take a legal risk. However, I’ve seen many people foster and end up with babies they got at birth. I’ve also seen children as young as two be available for adoption, with the TPR already complete. If you are not set on a baby, you can adopt from foster care and not have to worry about taking a risk.

Some people feel that they can not handle behavioral issues that are associated with children in foster care. Of course, most people do not realize that you can stipulate what you are willing to take. Also, you will receive detailed information regarding a child that you are interested in adopting prior to adopting them. A child adopted as an infant or even a biological child does not come with that type of information. I knew Bug’s issues before I got her. You don’t have to be willing to take a child with the same issues that I took in order to adopt.

I also think that race has a lot to do with waiting children. There are a lot of African-American children waiting to be adopted in foster care. In my county, there are only two or three foster homes who are willing to take African-American children. (I am one of them). If you take a look through my states’s photo listing, most of the children are black, and the ones that stay on there the longest are black. There are a number of reasons for this, but it is a different subject that I’ll talk about some other time.

So where am I going with this? When it comes down to it, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Adoption is simply another way to build your family.

If we are going to say that people should not adopt from China and should adopt from the US instead, we need to extend that and say that people should not have biological children, but should adopt from foster care instead. There is also the idea that we might be better off if we all looked at ourselves as global citizens. That what happens in China is just as important as what happens in our own country. That we should care what happens to children in China, and the Chinese should care what happens to children in this country, because we all share the same Earth. It might sound simple and idealized, but I think we need to care about children everywhere.

I think that we absolutely need to care what happens to children who are in foster care. I think we should try to educate people about why adopting from foster care is great. That is one reason why I try to keep this blog going, so people can see that Bug is just a kid. I hope that those of you who comment and say, “I love Bug” could maybe see yourself with your own Bug. And maybe you’ll make the call to try to find out how to make that possible.

But I also think that there are really three reasons to adopt: to save a child from poverty or a bad situation, to save a child’s soul, or to build a family. And I think the first two reasons are bogus. So sure, if you want to build your family, I would hope that you would seriously give some consideration to adopting from foster care because I think it is great. But you shouldn’t adopt from foster care because some kids need a place to sleep. What those kids need more is a mom/dad who loves them. Who wants them because they want a child to love. Sure, there are times when I can feel a little smug because I know that I did do something good by adopting Bug and making there be one less child in foster care. But the other 99.99% of the time, I’m just a mom, raising a little girl.

And ya’all, it’s HARD. (As Britney would say)

I know that if I got Bug simply because I wanted to help a needy child, then I would have lost my mind a long time ago. I have Bug because I wanted a child to love, and I think you have to have that mindset or else the child just becomes a burden, like a dog you rescued from the shelter that poops in your shoes.

You should adopt because you think it is a great way to add to your family, not because you want to save someone. And if you think your child is in China, then by all means go to China. If you don’t know where your child is, consider adopting from foster care.

And if you can’t adopt from foster care, but want to help foster children in the US, consider giving to programs that help foster kids, or find a foster family and give them a gift card to Walmart to help out when they get a last minute placement, or bring a foster mom lunch when she has to sit at the hospital with a sick baby (Thanks Lily!) or drop off some car seats to the local DFS, or drop by a Christmas card with some gift certificates for manicures to the DFS workers. There are a lot of ways you can support foster care and foster parents and foster kids without adopting one yourself.

Of course, I’d love it if you would adopt from foster care. I think it is wonderful. I love it when I get an email from someone who says that they are considering adopting from foster care after reading this blog. To me, there is no greater compliment.

But you need to adopt where you heart is.

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Holidailies #19..Wowsers

Wednesday, December 20th, 2006

Wow! Where did all you people come from? Suddenly people were popping out from everywhere to congratulate me and it truly made my day. Thank you all.

Elswhere asked where I am going to hang my diploma..probably in the bathroom. “Maybe you could learn to like me too sir? Hang ME in the bathroom?”

Between FINALLY graduating and the BDH and all this good is happening, there is a part of me that is in disbelief. I hate the part of depression that makes you feel that even though good things are happening, something bad must be around the corner. But for right now I feel happy. I am done with college. FINALLY. I am living in this great house, and everytime I walk around I can’t believe I am this lucky. And even Geo is being great..once my final grades hit the system he came over with ice cream, M&M’s and a new blender (because I wanted a McFlurry and McD’s was closed) and a really nice office chair to replace my POS one that I’ve been complaining about forever. And a big bouquet of flowers.

I did manage to drop a bottle of BBQ sauce on my toe while I was packing and now my toe could be a stunt double for a dead body on CSI. Which might bring in some extra cash, so I’m looking into it.

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Holidailies #18…Hattie

Monday, December 18th, 2006

I wonder if Hattie thought they were pretty. They aren’t, you know. Kind of a mustardy yellow/brown. And mushrooms. Toadstools? Strange looking fungus in different colors on the front. They remind me of a shirt my Mom is wearing in a picture we have of two of us. It was taken in 1979.
When she bought the pots and pans, did she think they were stylish? Did she come home like I did, and show them off? If I had to guess, I bet Hattie bought them because they were hip. She didn’t buy them, like I did, because she liked ugly strange things. No, I think Hattie liked them. She must have been proud of her mushroom pots, because even though she later upgraded to sparkling stainless steel ones, she kept the mushroom ones, lids and all, in her kitchen.
Hattie doesn’t know that her mushroom pots are now drying in my dish rack. She has Alzheimer’s now, and her house and the things in it, minus a few items that her family wanted, were auctioned off this morning.

Hattie, thanks for the pots and pans…I’ll take good care of them for you.