I seem to have fallen out of the blogging groove. After a little prodding from my husband, I've decided to share my wisdom with the world once again. Things have been a little crazy, lately. After recovering from the agony of having my wisdom teeth removed, I was lucky enough to catch Michael's cold. So, now I am trying to recover from that. Sandwiched in between the two, fortunately, was Derby weekend. We went to the Derby with some of Michael's law school buddies and we had a wonderful time. It was a perfect day for lounging in the sun and catching up with old friends, well, new friends for me. After the Derby we dined at the Bristol, one of my favorite Louisville eateries, and introduced our east coast friends to derby pie. On the way out we ran into Dodd and, I must admit, seeing his blogging highness (he was my inspiration) was the catalyst for this entry.

Yesterday the weather was beautiful. Michael and I decided to eat our dinner and read the paper on the porch when we got home from work and, despite some repercussions from the world of allergies, the evening was wonderful. Later we headed to Sears to purchase some new khakis for me and were fortunate enough to find a pair on sale. All and all it was a pretty good day.

This morning was a little bungled, but I've decided to be in a good mood anyway. The weather today is beautiful and I am married to a wonderful man. I have no reason to be unhappy, so I won't be.

I'm sure that by most standards my weekend would appear blasé, but for me, it was just what the doctor ordered. After two consecutive weekends out-of-town, Michael and I settled in for two days of pampering ourselves. On Friday, we had a chance to catch up on the new docu-sitcom that everyone seems to be talking about, The Osbournes, which was hilarious (if a bit profane) by any objective standard. Michael mentioned to me that G. W. was also a fan of the show. While chuckling over the family disputes, I wondered if at any time I was sharing a magical moment with the President of the United States. Saturday, Michael cooked a scrumptious dinner for Caleb and me of salmon steaks and asparagus. I, being new to the wonderful world of seafood, managed to swallow several bones. After dinner, Caleb and Michael regaled me with political tales and stories about the Probe(?), who appears at midnight, Saturday nights on the public access channel, over a pint of Chunky Monkey.

This morning, unfortunately, was a little less wonderful. Last week I spilled a little bit of spaghetti sauce on my new khaki pants. I pulled out Scott's spray and wash (which was a stick, incidentally), rubbed it over the stain as the directions indicated, and washed them. Well, this morning, while ironing my pants I noticed that yes, indeed, the stain had been removed, but so had a large portion of the fabric. The Spray and Wash seems to have eaten through the fabric of my khakis. So, this evening Michael and I will head to Lazarus to find a replacement pair.

I haven't had the opportunity to post anything substantial on this 'blog recently. One of the temps quit and I moved into a new cubicle. Although the new cube is roomier, and I have a cube-mate that I've become friends with, it is right smack in the line of traffic, which means that blogging on company time has become a bit more challenging. Right now I'm just punching the clock, waiting for classes to begin, and spending time with my hubby.

Today it is absolutely marvelous outside. Michael took me out for Chinese food for lunch and we got to take a brief stroll in the sunshine. When we get home we'll probably grab a couple of magazines, sit on the deck, and relax.

I read some interesting articles in Time Magazine last night that I just couldn't resist posting below. The topic concerns women who want both a career and a family. The first article points out just how much a woman's career actually suffers as a result of family obligations. The second article discusses the 'biological clock', and it sounds like it is ticking a lot faster than most women realize. It is ticking so fast, in fact, that getting a professional degree, establishing a career, and then having a family is an impossibiltiy for most women. It's a must read for any woman who is thinking about attempting both. Here is a telling factoid from the article: "Recent Census data support Hewlett's research: childlessness has doubled in the past 20 years, so that 1 in 5 women between ages 40 and 44 is childless. For women that age and younger with graduate and professional degrees, the figure is 47%." Now, everyone out there who has been pressuring Michael and me to have children please notice that part about women with professional degrees. I am not alone in thinking that having a successful career and children rarely go hand in hand.

Check out the articles:

The Cost of Starting Families

Making Time for Babies

Wealthy? Give me a (Tax) Break!

"A new study by the Tax Foundation casts some light on the absurdities of the concept of "wealthy." During the fight over President Bush's tax plan last year, Democrats, you may remember, harangued the president as a man too sympathetic to the wealthy. As it turns out, wealthy is a fairly relative term, and the reason why the wealthy get the brunt of most Republican-sponsored tax breaks is because — get ready for this — the wealthy pay the brunt of the taxes."

Brazil has a Cow Over "Simpsons"

Rumsfeld Ribs Myers for 'Even My Wife' Slip

State Educators Ask Not to Be Left Behind: "The rule could impact up to 3,500 teachers in Illinois today who could be disqualified from teaching because they are in classrooms under emergency waivers or may not be teaching in the area of study for which they received their degrees."

Isn't that the point of this legislation? How does one effectively 'teach' in a subject area where one has no formal education? This is especially true when confronting the subjects of science and mathematics in junior high. Having an educator who is excited about their subject area aids the learning process in college students. Why would that not hold true for younger students? Kids need to be excited, or at least tolerant, of what they are studying. They will have more respect for a professional who enjoys their subject and can effectively answer inquiries about it than they will have for a teacher who gives them busy-work and teaches directly out of the manual without any added insight.

This is for everyone who raised their eyebrows when I mentioned attending a 'cow plop' in Northern Kentucky. Finally, 'cow plopping' has been verified by a second source, and it is apparently newsworthy.

So long, Speedy. I hope Pepe LePew isn't next to be axed. Things are getting just a little too PC for me. What ever happened to the art of parody?

Happy Birthday, Michael!

Happy Birthday, T.J.!

Drug czar accused of supporting terror: Libertarian Party ad parodies feds' Super Bowl commercials
"The LP ad features a full-length photo of Bush administration drug czar John Walters, with the following caption: "This week, I had lunch with the president, testified before Congress and helped funnel $40 million in illegal drug money to groups like the Taliban. … The war on drugs boosts the price of illegal drugs by as much as 17,000 percent – funneling huge profits to terrorist organizations. If you support the war on drugs or vote for the politicians who wage it, you're helping support terrorism." '


I fully support the Libertarians' crusade against the so called drug war. (Though, if you read this site regularly, that probably doesn't surprise you.)


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Happy Anniversary, honey!