<p>greenwitch:
I got Amsterdam hotel done for a big deal! I got a nice location plus 4 star hotel for $110 per night by bid through priceline! The only hotels not done is on the islands near Athens and Ferry in between. I am doing homework to decide book the island hotel now or leave it when I got there. I am planning:
London(1 night) —>Paris(3 nights)—>Athen(2 nights) –>MYKONOS(1 night) —>THIRA(SANTORINI)(1 night) —>HERAKLIO (2 nights)—>Amsterdam(2 nights)
How is yours?
Gmom:
Good to know your job thing.
switters:
Sorry for your dear dog.</p>
<p>where is my ornate silver tray with mother’s day brunch brought to my bedroom?
I don’t have bedroom
nor bed per-se
nor silver tray
got up too early for brunch-ing wandering what’s up in CC land already 'cause I couldn’t get on last night since we share one laptop which my kid is glued on !!! tears !!! course catalogue of the said school he’d be launched to.
^^it is, THE best mother’s day gift ever.
can you see that I am bragging? hehehehhh</p>
<p>halllooooo wake up Tigger, Piglet, Pooh!! Christopher Robin?
kanga is still planning the trip I am sure.
I know you are up and flapping all night, Owl. what’s for breakfast / brunch?
I think I am going to make waffle with strawberries on top myself and bring it on IKEA $1.99 smoky plastic tray to desk-side while surveying CC land.
vanilla bean-ed whipcream and a stem of rose would have been nice but I don’t have them today. or any other day.</p>
<p>Yup I was up, fried myself an egg at 5am. So much for that.
Did get a very funny email from my sister about how to get rid of housework, you make a file, name it housework and then move it to the trash and delete it. I’m going to try that this morning as soon as I’m done reading CC.</p>
<p>I got an exceptionally squishy Facebook message about how much he loves me. Also a phone call. So the mean spirited part of me-- that knows that my girlfriends who always felt sorry for me and my “unique parenting style” raised kid who was voted (in their minds) the least likely to get anywhere and most likely to get suspended for something (which he did in middle school plenty) — is raising a nertz to you glass of mimosa’s to her self.</p>
<p>Oh thank you for the biologist song! Launchee did call?! and I asked how he remembered. He said in the dorm, every few minutes he could hear someone say " oh SXXX! it’s mother’s day!!" and it kinda got him thinking!</p>
<p>Since H is not home either, D had to carry mother’s day alone. She bought me a sweater at a garage sale yesterday (it looks like something my granny could wear) and was very sweet all day. She took me for lunch…I really wanted a burger so to Elevation Burger we went. Chock full of Moms with kids --we all craved a quick easy meal and no guilt about eating junk food…organic don’t you know! The real celebration is when everyone is home next weekend…attic cleaning as a family is what I have chosen for my special day!</p>
<p>Switters…I get the same from the Ecuadorean family that all called to wish me a happy mother’s day but they definitely think my strong mothering style may account for my son’s eccentric choice of profession and also eccentric tastes and more than slightly out there humor, way of dressing, etc. Being suspended or busted for manly acts would be considered a sign of good mothering by the Ecuadoreans; if he turns out to be a cross-dresser or play for the other team it will be laid at my door, that is for sure.</p>
<p>Ouch. Finally moved D2 out of Mica yesterday. One full van load into storage (Saturday evening) and then one full van load home, and one small car load home too. My highlight was heading home 20 minutes early in the small car, only to receive a phone call telling me to head back to Baltimore NOW because H had packed D2’s room keys in it! </p>
<p>We finally got home, unpacked the small car and headed out to a Tex-Mex restaurant to get me a very large Margarita. And dinner too (I think it was 9 PM by then…). So nice to have my 2 designated drivers home!!! Really, it was a fun Mother’s Day by the end of it although I have many muscle aches today and one side of my rear hurts more than the other, which is just strange. Like I’ve been bowling left-handed. D2 managed to unpack the van by herself and it is all piled around the downstairs. I can live with that for a few days! Just don’t ask me to move anything for now. </p>
<p>Bears, I thought of you as Mica had helpfully provided 2 of the largest dumpsters I have ever seen in the Commons courtyard. They were full by the time we got there on Sunday afternoon and a few kids where happily dumpster diving. I only saw a small lamp (with a bulb!) that someone had left just on the ground by the dumpster and took that. Some of the dumpster kids were talking about “beautiful stuff” left in there but I never climbed up to take a peek.</p>
<p>And I’m so glad I wasn’t there to see that dumpster, I can’t resist a good dumpster dive and I’ll bet there were a lot of treasures in there. Can you imagine what gets left behind, all those panini grills and coffee pots and dishes and sundry items. Oh it’s a good thing I wasn’t around, I would have needed an extra car.</p>
<p>irony here is, I’d need dumpster pretty soon.
I almost never buy stuff but why oh why?
clay or wire or needed eraser figurines, happymeal toys (I am not kidding, and are resent acquisition) rocks from around the world and beyond, pez dispensers (oh…I did buy them) papers papers papers papers papers papers papers papers new, torn, painted, written.</p>
<p>Yesterday ended up as a a great day. Finally the artist was back in town and my son came down for the interview. S2 and I strolled around the Brooklyn Flea while he and dad went to the artists studio. We had spicy, cheesy, corn on the cob, asian hot dogs (a regular hot dog with asian flavored topping options) AND thin crust pizza from an oven on a trailer. Then to Red Hook to meet my brother’s family and baby niece and finally out to Thai with my in laws. Food and family…really all that matters.</p>
<p>S got the internship. Three days a week shipping out toy figurines that the artist designs, transferring sketches to Illustrator and planning out color palettes and painting color fields on canvas for the artist to do final work. Now that is a Mother’s Day gift. Plus S2 took a photo of me I actually like and that is priceless, as being photographed is torture for me. </p>
<p>S1’s finger was bandaged from an exacto knife collision that required three stitches. He said it hardly slowed him down. Harder was his group being railed into by their drawing teacher for being lazy and holding back on critiques. He wants more honesty, more descriptive reasoning and more self awareness when describing one’s own work. Good for teacher!</p>
<p>Glad to see the launchees all made it through the Spring semester. </p>
<p>Not much news in my corner of the hundred acre wood. D1 presented me with a painting – a mother’s day memento of our travels in China. Not done though. sigh. She swears she really is going to finish it, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed. It really is quite lovely – as are the other paintings she’s started. So bears, even though I have a bed, I didn’t get breakfast in bed from anybody… my request for certain teens to pitch in and clean my house for my mother’s day present fell on deaf ears. My request for weeding the yard for my mother’s day present also fell on deaf ears. Hubby got me a larger hard drive for my computer (grin - so typical of him – if not a hard drive, then of course I would want more memory, right?). Manga girl wheedled a trip to the Japanese grocery store in White Plains out of us when we were on our way to dinner (Gack… sports bar for mother’s day dinner??? — but it was the latest/greatest gluten free place to cross our horizon – still, $17 for a gf corned beef sandwich seemed a bit outrageous) and bought some of those Japanese sodas with the marbles that I don’t remember the name of. We all ooed and ahhed over that. Manga girl’s present was making me (at my request) gluten free apricot pie. It was yummy – slightly warmed with vanilla ice cream…</p>
<p>Aspie girl was too stressed out over her SAT which she is taking today and tomorrow to do anything for moi. sigh. She had lost her graphing calculator and we turned the house upside down looking for it. D1 found hers and gave it to Aspie girl – but at the last minute, at around 10 pm last night, Aspie girl found hers (in her back pack which she finally had to relent and allow me to dump out because we needed the course selection sheet for her for next year too). Then I spent the next two hours organizing Aspie girl’s papers. I emailed the guidance counselor a while ago to find out how she held up for the first day (she takes it over two days because of her accommodations for her disability) – when she had to retake the Algebra2 regents last summer she freaked out with a panic attack and wasn’t able to do it so I was worried she was going to have a problem with the SAT. Fortunately it seems that she got through the first day okay. She won’t be happy with the work she has to make up though.</p>
<p>Dumpster diving sounds like fun… I bet there were some treasures there – I’ve heard that all kinds of furniture gets tossed out.</p>
<p>G
so I look up the word “pumice” and thought it looks like grandma’s foot scrubber.
and it is!!
wikipedia says used in nail salon. Is this Asian thing or you guys do grew up with?
and much much more!!!
such useful thing! no I don’t think I need it thou LOL
to make stone (duh!) washed jeans
make eraser
make concrete, Romans used to built aqueduct
make toothpaste
helps plants grow (there there, you should keep them all)</p>
<p>All that and it’s volcanic. Pumped full of little air holes before being blasted out. When Krakatoa erupted, ships were stuck in the Java Strait because the water was full of pumice. It buried much of Pompeii too. </p>
<p>I think I’d rather used it for something on Bears’ list! I only mentioned it in particular because it’s so light that you can carry some home without worrying that your baggage will be overweight.</p>