Love that! :001_smile:

That would totally grate on me. I look around at the proud displays of ignorance, and wear my snob hat proudly, though. I un-joined a Freecycle group BECAUSE...EVERY MESSAGE...FROM THE LEADER IS...ALL CAPS AND...FULL OF MISPLACED ELLIPSES!!!!! And it made me freakin' nuts.

Thanks! I usually turn off the radio right about when Diane comes on (nothing against her, personally; her discussions make it difficult for me to focus on other things. Like school. ;) ), but I didn't even turn it on this morning, so I'll have to make it a point do that! eta: It's her 11-12 segment. She is very good about running on time, too.

Lacrosse players aren't particularly tall. Boxers and wrestlers are weight classed. I don't think height matters much in tennis. Or golf. Rugby? Hockey?

I try to find the joy in everything I do. Yes, it sounds hokey, and sometimes it's a challenge - let's face it, cleaning a toilet? Not so joyful - but I started in much the same place and just made it a habit to consciously look for it.

I don't argue that at all. I absolutely support parents judging what is best for each child, and pursuing that. However, if I saw such a generic statement in front of a grocery store or other establishment, I would still ask, "For what?" Because I think we all know that no single establishment can be all things to all people, and they generally specify areas in which they claim to surpass their competition. Well, except the public schools, of course. In the 21st century, they are only just beginning to acknowledge that there are competing ideas for what education looks like.

No. Bath towels and kitchen cloth are different loads. Always.

For what?

:iagree: I spent a wonderful trip camping up there one fall. It was fabulous! (And I'm a Maine native, so sort of snobby about foliage.)

Hahahahahahabanahahana!

Nope. We stopped doing a co-op on Friday mornings primarily because we lost a whole day of school. Field trips and other activities are mid-afternoon, and rare.

Ok, I missed the lunch planning portion of the day. (the kids had mac and cheese) We did English and history, and the kids had so screen time while the grownups had a lie-down after lunch. They watched... Algebra. All three of them. There was heckling. The 7 year olds were put out because they've "already done this" (rational numbers). :lol: The 11 yo is actually doing a bang-up job of outlining this go 'round. Very excited. I thought it was going to be one of those fights to the death, but no. I sort of broke the laser printer when I decided to clean it (after extricating a piece of paper so wedged in there it came out in tufts) and immediately shot the tube thing off the can of air into the inner regions and could totally.not.find.it. Husband and his geek screwdriver kit have saved the day. Yes, I am a crazy, obsessive planner. We are "easing in", mostly because I haven't finished organizing the new school room. Is it wrong to label and organize our books by the DDS? Supper is sausage and peppers, and I got a bottle of this to celebrate the first week back to school. It's like a Moscato. Sweet. Really tasty and perfect for the summer. (Why, yes, that IS me on the label! :lol:)

We go to western Maine in September. There is lots of beautiful hiking, foliage, history, and some breweries. The ocean (and everywhere else we go, at least that's the running joke) is two hours away. We don't go broke, but that's because it's home for me, and we stay at my dad's house. Actually, we used to stay at some lovely "housekeeping cottages" on Rangeley Lake. They weren't hideously expensive after Labor Day. (but the local IGA will bankrupt you, so you'd want to go elsewhere to grocery shop) Western Mass is also cheaper (think Sturbridge) and is a relatively pleasant drive to the Boston/Portsmouth sights (relative only because people are completely psychotic on the Mass Pike and in the city).

And bring your own water. That place is so arid, by the time you get through the housewares, you're seeing a mirage. That's how they get you to the meatballs. And the meatballs lead to... Yeah, I'm hopeless. They're right. Bring cash, leave cards.

Wait... Some anonymous nutso you don't even know somehow tracked you down from another state to share this "wisdom"? That's a whole new level of aggressively hostile.

I love you both so much right now.

That's awesome!

Safe. Home. Whew.

HSLDA put out a bulletin about fake homeschoolers acting as spies for the government. (I jest) (we really need a smilie with a tinfoil hat. Can someone make that happen, please?) Oh, and the answer to the question about "radical unschooler" on a co-op form: for all practical purposes, self-identification as a "radical unschooler" or "Waldorf purist" in that setting means that they want to join your group, not participate in activities/classes, and complain that anything offered is "too academic". Example: a field trip and docent guided tour at a museum coerces the children into listening to information they individually/personally may not be seeking. Or: a book club where the children are expected to have read the part being discussed rather than have it acted out dramatically with faceless dolls and recorder interludes would be "too academic". (I wish was was jesting, but I have experienced both.)

Oh. Wow.

You really do need a plan. If she turns up there, can you just return her to the RCMP? Like a found wallet? Sigh. (I realize that sounds insane to people with normal relatives, but Imp isn't dealing with any standard variation of normal)

Of course, I do as well. It's sort of sad that my first thought, though, was drama, particularly after seeing news blips about Cal Ripken's and Michael Jackson's mothers both being abducted / held against their will over the past week. (No idea if that's news in Canada, but I was beginning to wonder if it was some sort of national theme week or something. ) I do hope that she is found safe, and not at your house. :grouphug:

I'd be worried that she WILL be found. On your doorstep. :eek:

:iagree: "Cami" is undergarment. Undergarments are not for public viewing, even hanging out of your clothing. Now, I have some thin-strapped tanks that are very clearly not intended as undergarments, and I wear those without another layer (and with appropriate foundation garments) when it's quite warm out. I may also wear them as a layer when it's cold out, but I do the same with t-shirts or turtlenecks, so I don't think that really speaks to whether they are underwear or not. Garments designed to be seen, but not as a stand-alone, are a third group, somewhere between underwear and outerwear. In this group, I would place items like thin tops that are slightly high or slightly long to provide coverage under v-neck tops or gappy jeans, or sufficient to provide opacity under sheer tops. I suspect this is where your questionable garment falls. I think Mrs Mungo should focus on domestic head punching before taking on world leaders. That should keep her busy for her first term.

I have also found training the kids to associate meaning with the alarm helps. Otherwise, they can sleep right through the noise; it just doesn't seem to signal anything to them unless they're in that habit.