Saturday, May 5, 2007
Thursday, May 3, 2007
Doulaing
Well, I received the phone call today from the doula-hiring lady at the Mother Baby Center today and I am so excited! I have two tasks to complete before my interview:
1. Get a business license.
2. Write up a birth resume.
So now I have to come up with a name for my doula service. I was thinking about calling my business
Roots Down Doula Services
I would love to have some input on that one. Ask yourself, if I were searching for a doula, would this name grab my attention? Would it feel safe? What kinds of images does this business name evoke? Is it professional sounding?
Does it sound too hippy (or, as Louisa would put it, "woo woo")?
Please, please comment. Whomever you are that stumbles across the ground of my oh so earthly blog, please comment. Tell me what you think!
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
Doula for Hire
As I was looking into doula certification through DONA and PALS, I decided to find out if the Mother Baby Center still hires doulas for referral. Well, they do, and they need doulas! Apparently they only have two that are available and they have been very busy.
I am expecting a phone call tomorrow from the lady that does the hiring for this government funded position!
Wish me luck!
Rant #2
NO GAS...On May 15th 2007
Body: Don't pump gas on may 15th
Body: ...in April 1997, there was a "gas out" conducted nationwide in protest of gas prices. Gasoline prices dropped 30 cents a gallon overnight.
On May 15th 2007, all internet users are to not go to a gas station in protest of high gas prices. Gas is now over $3.00 a gallon in most places.
There are 73,000,000+ American members currently on the internet network, and the average car takes about 30 to 50 dollars to fill up.
If all users did not go to the pump on the 15th, it would take
$2,292,000,000.00 (that's almost 3 BILLION) out of the oil companys pockets for just one day, so please do not go to the gas station on May 15th and lets try to put a dent in the Middle Eastern oil industry for at least one day.
If you agree (which I cant see why you wouldnt) resend this to all your contact list. With it saying, ''Don't pump gas on May 15th"
Now let me quote my response the first time I read this (this year):
I love love love the person from whom I received this bulletin.
BUT, I have to let you all know that there is some false information in this. The supposed "gas out" did NOT result in gas prices 30 cents lower over night. It was a valiant attempt, but too many people are dependent on their cars, and so they either ignored the boycott altogether or gassed up the day before, which does nothing for the protest of rising gas prices.
Honestly, folks, the only way to deal with this is to ride your bike or use public transportation as much as possible, or buy a hybrid, or convert your diesel into biodiesel.
Also, it's very important to realize that it's not the Middle East that is causing high gas prices...it's the greediness of big oil American CEOs and the American public's dependence on petroleum products.
By all means, though, don't buy gas on May 15; just try to take it another step further!
Peace out home chickens,
Aimee
I find it irritating and irresponsible that people actually think that a one-day weekend warrior protest of high gas prices is going to make a difference.
WAKE UP PEOPLE!!!
We keep giving them money day in and day out...one fucking day is NOT going to make a difference in their million dollar paychecks.
As far as the assumption about the middle east banking off of oil prices, here's the proof in the puddin'
Did anyone happen to notice that during elections in November that gas priced went down? That was the good ol' GOP begging for your vote. Notice that gas prices went back up not long after the election?
Ok, enough ranting for one day...gotta clean my house!
Vent: a fissure in the earth's crust (or in the surface of some other planet) through which molten lava and gases erupt
Cinco de mayo is this Saturday; the biggest celebration of Mexican Independence this side of the Mexican border.
Literally.
They don't celebrate cinco de mayo in Mexico.
However, this is one of our favorite "holidays" as it is the greatest opportunity to eat some of our favorite foods, drink light, yellow, fizzy beer and good tequila. It is a tradition here at Casa de los Locos. We have a gathering almost every year; last year there were close to 40 people in and out of our small home.
We made last minute plans about a month ago regarding this year's fiesta and began calling people to invite them over. I think there are approximately 15 people invited, not including children.
Twist #1: I have been searching for work to supplement our family income to no avail, and I have been asked to cover four shifts this week at a restaurant I worked for briefly last fall. One of them is on Saturday, scheduled from 10am to 8pm, likely to get out around 6 or before. Our housemate (living downstairs in the daylight basement apartment), a.k.a. partner in crime, also works that day (it's actually the restaurant that she manages that I am working for that day), scheduled to be home around 2:30. This leaves much of the preparation on hubby's shoulders, which previously he agreed to.
Twist #2: Two of our children have soccer games that day. Luckily, they are both in the morning, and will be done by 11:30.
Frustration: Hubby's parents returned this past weekend from a 6-month long vacation and evidently, hubby made plans with them to go to their house for lunch on Saturday.
Problem: Hubby's parents live 25-30 minutes north of where we live, adding an hour on to this lunch date. Add another hour and a half for lunch and catching up, hubby isn't getting home until 2pm, giving him only an hour or so to prepare for the arrival of guests.
I have offered solutions to this dilemma, such as going to lunch on Thursday, Friday, or Sunday; going to dinner on Thursday, etcetera. However, hubby is hell-bent on having lunch with them on Saturday, the most inconvenient day he couls possibly plan for.
Possible outcome #1: Hubby has parents meet him at a park in town for said lunch date and is home by 1 or so and everything goes smoothly (although I really doubt that he will pay close attention to time and still not get home until 2 at the earliest).
Possible outcome #2: Hubby decides that I am right (because I am, right? LOL) and makes other plans to hang out with the units.
Possible outcome #3: Hubby decides that he is too pissed off and inconvenienced to alter his plans with the units and tell us to go to hell, causing us to call off our celebration. This is the worst possible outcome. It is unacceptable to me and we may end up in divorce court (kidding), but to call off a gathering that we planned at least a month ago in lieu of afterthought plans he made with his parental units may send me off the deep end and he may be sleeping on the couch until he makes it up to me. Let's see...a two week vacation in Mexico seems appropriate.
Thoughts, anyone? Am I irrational? I do have tendencies toward irrational...
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
Can I Just...
I don't feel well. I spent the whole day at the freaking laundromat to deliver heaps of filthy laundry to a divine place of cleanliness. After all, cleanliness is next to goddessliness, right?
Now my beautiful, brazen, boisterous ten-year-old daughter is slamming things around and uttering disgusted and delinquent utterances because I told her that I didn't feel like coming to her room right this minute to help her shove her dresser back two inches toward the wall.
Oh the humanity.
A mother's work is NEVER done!
This is what Ruby decided to do to my bed while I was at the laundromat enduring judgment from another laundromatron for having too much laundry and (using all the damn washers and all the damn dryers).James and I had this nice squooshy foam pad on our extra firm mattress, but not any more. Apparently Ruby didn't approve of our comfort and chose to shred it into pieces.
The upside: I've been wanting to upgrade it.
The downside: I had to punish my dog. She's so sensitive, too. As soon as she saw me walking back toward the bedroom, she began cowering and shaking. I think she was abused by the guy that had her before the Alternative Humane Society. Well, I know she was mistreated, but I don't know if he beat her or anything. I spanked her for the first time today. Just a swat on the butt while showing her the foamy pieces and telling her, "NO!" Then she crammed herself under the bed and hid there until I called her out (it took a few times) and then I loved on her. I felt really bad for punishing her, but she's been chewing on things lately, other than her chewing toys, and it's got to stop.
In other sad news today, I read in the local news paper that a lady who was a good friend many years ago has disappeared with two guys out on the bay. Apparently they were partying on Saturday night and decided to take a canoe out late Saturday night/early Sunday morning. Canoeing on the bay is insane anytime, not just at night after partying. Of course, I'm assuming that they were partying, because that's what she loved to do.
This is actually the third person that I've known who has disappeared on the bay under very similar circumstances. The other two disappeared about 10 years ago (maybe it's been 12) after stealing a little rowboat and going out for a late night partying excursion.
May they all rest in peace.
