In looking for a witty quote on petience and parenting I came across this gem

everybody is somebody else’s weirdo

and thought, yes. We’ve all got a freak in our lives. Maybe several. I’ve got one for sure and others who are on that fine line between normal and its polar opposite. One misguided step and it’s headlong into crazytown.

But have you ever wondered – have you ever given thought to the idea that – maybe you are somebody else’s weirdo? That person they see coming and wish they had time to escape? Are there people who discuss your oddities over coffee by way of trying, in futility, to understand what makes you tick?

Moreover, do you know for whom it is that you qualify as weird? Are they right?

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I was looking for quotes on patience because I am in need of more. Jacob is playing in the kitchen and while he is in no way being bad he is doing that thing boys do. He is playing with sound effects. Weaponry and spacecrafts currently attempt to drive me utterly insane. It will be seconds before I run from the house, ears bleeding, eyes streaming with tears. Can’t he go play dollies with his lovely quiet sister?

Who is not usually this quiet, don’t you worry. Her usual thing is reading books ALOUD LOUD LOUD or singing facsinating little songs while you’re trying to catch what Anderson Copper just said about the aliens attacking the place where you live.

Dan, did he just say aliens are attacking?

What?

Aliens?

What? I can’t hear you. Someone is singing a lovely little song…

ALIENS!

No thank you, I had some this morning.

WHAT?!?

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If you cannot find me later it is maybe because I fell down and am now burried in the pile of laundry that has taken over my home. Which must be what Anderson Cooper was trying to say. Not aliens. Laundry. They don’t sound the same but somehow I misheard.

Jacob is going to a birthday party tomorrow for twins in his class – a boy and a girl – and we have yet to buy the gift(s).

~~~John D. Rockefeller Jr.:
Think of giving not as a duty but as a privilege.~~~

Me: I think we’ll get one present for both of them. Like a game or something.

Jacob: No, no, Mom. Eric wants a Bakugon and Molly wants a Barbie.

Me: . . .

Jacob: No, a Littlest Pet Shop. And Five hundred dollars for Eric. A Bakugon and five hundred dollars. That’s what he wants.

Me: . . .

Jacob: Okay, maybe not the five hundred dollars but for sure the Bakugon. They have them at Toy’s R Us. Go there.

Me: I think we’ll get them a game or something. Maybe Cranium.

Jacob: . . .

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

Friedrich Nietzsche (1844 – 1900), “On Reading and Writing”

I would like to extend a warm embrace to not only the people I love but also to those who do not have someone with which the can snuggle up. I send those people the love they deserve, the love they are entitled to as human beings. Not everyone is with someone they love. Not everyone is with someone who loves them. Today those people have me sending them a cyber hug. It’s not the same thing, I know, but it’s heartfelt just the same.

Happy Valentine’s Day. It’s totally worth it to take a minute and really really feel the love you have for the people in your life. Go hug someone – even if it’s the guy in the next cubicle. You don’t know, maybe he really needs that hug. Maybe you do.

Dan, Jacob and Madison, I love you more than sunshine.

postscript: i have begun participating in love thursday and my first submission can be found here.

I do aspire to post here and here daily as well as here no less than once a week. I aspire to do so. I also aspire to brush my hair every day and eat my fruits and veggies. Not everything comes together the way I’d like, though. Because there are only 24 hours in a day.

Whose idea was that?

I really appreciate those of you who still stop by to see if I’m around and really super appreciate those who leave comments. You have no idea how much it means to have people say hi. It’s like oh lookie! it’s not dead! the website, it lives after all!

Thanks to you lot!

I’d say more but I’ve got soup to prepare and madness to undertake. The day just goes and goes no matter what I think or do or say about it.

A mother’s work is never done. That old line is right on target.

Also, if you sprinkle when you tinkle, please be neat and wipe the seat.

As is that one. It’s just not right to piss on the seat and leave it.