Posted by puddle at 11/27/2010 10:48:00 pm
♥ A L L Y ♥ U P D A T E ! ♥
Wednesday, November 17, 2010 6:44 PM, EST
Tomorrow Ally has a HAMA draw. We will find out the results next Wednesday; to see if we are headed back to NYC, or if we need to wait it out longer.
Ally has been doing well lately. She is enjoying school. One of her favorite games to play is "Circle Time." This is when we all circle up (stuffed animals included) and we sing, Ally reads a story, and other activities happen.
That's it for now. Thanks for checking in on us!
P.S. The new picture is Ally "knitting." She likes to copy what we do, and I have been knitting like crazy lately!
Posted by puddle at 11/18/2010 11:52:00 am
Saturday, November 6, 2010 5:42 PM, EDT
I started this journal on February 15, 2008.
Today is the first Saturday since that day that Ally has not had to take medicine!
Posted by puddle at 11/06/2010 09:25:00 pm
Posted by puddle at 11/06/2010 04:57:00 pm
Wednesday, November 3, 2010 8:04 PM, EDT
Every night we read Ally 2 books after we have hooked her up to her pump; one of which is a goodnight book. She has been choosing Good Night Moon for the past couple of months. We have gotten into the habit of letting her choose what is jumping over the moon. Here is what transpired this evening:
Daddy: What is jumping over the moon tonight?
Ally: Pa pa pa pa, something that starts with pa pa pa
Ally: Tomorrow night it will be wa wa wa dubba dubba dubba doubleyou WORM!!!!!
Daddy: WOW! "In the great green room....."
What a fun kiddo we have!
On Tuesday Ally got to be in a marching band at school. All the kids had instruments (Ally had something that shakes and make noise) and marched around the playground. She LOVED it! She is VERY secretive about what happens at school, and rarely shares anything that happens there, but she was willing to tell us about the marching band. In fact, we now have several homemade instruments around our house. Super fun!
As of right now we are in a holding pattern for 3f8 treatment again. She gets HAMA drawn on the 18th, with results on the 24th. Hopefully it will be a great Thanksgiving with plans to go to NYC the following week. (Anything is better than the Emergency Room Thanksgiving of 2009.)
Posted by puddle at 11/03/2010 10:09:00 pm
Search for truth restless monkey brain not in objects but the art behind ... impression as memory of a time when "justice" had meaning and corporations were not people. Fish lying dead on the beach are not fit to eat. Plant seeds.
Search for truth
restless monkey brain
not in objects
but the art behind ...
impression as memory
of a time when "justice"
were not people.
Fish lying dead on the beach
are not fit to eat.
Posted by puddle at 11/02/2010 05:41:00 pm
I don't think though that I've ever realized until today how much like Christmas voting is to me. It's all anticipation. Now I feel letdown and worried; it's all over for me, but the counting. And I'm afraid that's going to be really *ugly.*
Next life, I'd like to live in a country full of patient realists instead of antsy two-year olds.
Posted by puddle at 11/02/2010 04:56:00 pm
Home is where one starts from. As we grow older
The world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated
Of dead and living. Not the intense moment
Isolated, with no before and after,
But a lifetime burning in every moment
And not the lifetime of one man only
But of old stones that cannot be deciphered.
There is a time for the evening under starlight,
A time for the evening under lamplight
(The evening with the photograph album).
Love is most nearly itself
When here and now cease to matter.
Old men ought to be explorers
Here or there does not matter
We must be still and still moving
Into another intensity
For a further union, a deeper communion
Through the dark cold and the empty desolation,
The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters
Of the petrel and the porpoise. In my end is my beginning.
Posted by puddle at 11/02/2010 12:19:00 am
(I’m an Admissions Officer and am working at a college fair. We are not religiously affiliated. I run into an alum.)
Me: “Hi, is your daughter interested in [college]?”
Alum: “I’m an alum. Class of ‘83.”
Me: “Fantastic! I’m Class of ‘04. Can I answer any questions for you?”
Alum: “I won’t be letting my daughter look here. I have some issues with how [college] is being run. God is not happy with you, and neither am I.”
Me: “I’m sorry to hear that, ma’am. If you’d like, I’d be happy to take your comment back to the Vice President of-”
Alum: “Are you aware that you let in students with liberal views and speakers with socialist leanings?”
Me: “Ma’am, we have a great deal of speakers on campus with a variety of view points.”
Alum: “The school has gone downhill since we let in those people! So I’ve stopped giving money. You can take that back to them. You’ll no longer see my $25 a year.”
Me: “Ma’am, as an alum myself, I’m proud to have graduated from a school that encourages both freedom of thought and speech in our students and speakers.”
Alum: “You don’t need freedom of speech if you let Jesus think for you.”
Posted by puddle at 11/01/2010 12:45:00 pm