1. I [finally] finished my Hitler book today. I have thoughts, Internet, many many thoughts, and if you are interested I shall post them here. Actually, I will probably post them even if you aren't interested. You are forewarned!
2. I read The Perks Of Being A Wallflower - I needed a break from Hitler - and I hated it. Like hated it. And I feel really bad about that, because it's being made into a movie and I fell in love with the preview (which is why I read the book) and also I think a lot of people really like it. There were a lot of things that turned me off, though, and I do get sort of irrationally irritated when YA novels include ALL the YA sacred cows. Can't we just focus on one or two? Sometimes I think that I don't really like YA novels the way I THINK I like YA novels. But then I remember that Tiny Cooper is one of my favorite book characters in all the world and I feel a little bit better.
2. I saw the Batman movie. It was really hard to watch. I was very Aware - you know what I mean. And the movie is SO dark and SO violent. I would have cut a good half hour out of the middle, but I left feeling like I needed to DIGEST it, really turn it around in my mind which is, for me, the sign of a good movie. This just might be what happens when you start reading Hitler books, though. The whole show trial scene, I kept wanting to leap up and say THAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED!!! I guess what I'm saying is I probably shouldn't go see movies like that. (It was good. Recommend. Have a stiff drink afterwards.)
3. This article about the first Saudi female Olympian shocked me. Not in a good way.
4. This article about Gabby Douglas and athletes of color and Bob Costas' dumb comment did not shock me. Phillip and I have been discussing the "color" of the Olympics since it started. Just trying to figure out the whys behind certain things. Nathan Adrian, who is from Washington and therefore plastered all over the local NBC station, has a little promo where he thanks his Tiger Mom (his dad is white, his mom is Asian). We got a kick out of that.
5. I'm thinking about holding a bake sale so I can buy myself this dress for the Blathering.
6. I lost my phone this morning and fed up, I asked Twitter to call me, and A'Dell patiently dialed and redialed until I finally found it (in my purse, OMG). Forget parenting without Twitter, try GETTING BY without Twitter. Twitter: RECOMMEND.
7. This is not a reads or recommends, but it turns out the FPC has the sort of baby who screams all night. Please think good thoughts for her. All the doctors say she's too little to try any treatments, so maybe we can all just pray that she hurries up and hits three months so we can drug her up all nice and send the FPC to a spa.
8. This is also not a reads or recommends, but Charlotte Pants, are you out there? YOUR EMAIL NO LONGER WORKS AND I AM OFFENDED.
9. Consider this paragraph from a NYT article about why American children are spoiled:
Children, according to “Life at Home,” are disproportionate generators of clutter: “Each new child in a household leads to a 30 percent increase in a family’s inventory of possessions during the preschool years alone.” Many of the kids’ rooms pictured are so crowded with clothes and toys, so many of which have been tossed on the floor, that there is no path to the bed. (One little girl’s room contains, by the authors’ count, two hundred and forty-eight dolls, including a hundred and sixty-five Beanie Babies.) The kids’ possessions, not to mention their dioramas and their T-ball trophies, spill out into other rooms, giving the houses what the authors call “a very child-centered look.”
That made me feel a little weird. I've always HOPED to have a house where kids are free to go anywhere and play anywhere and I'm okay with a toybox in the living room and artwork taped crookedly all over the house. But I would draw the line at 248 dolls. I actually drew the line at 8 dolls. I gave I don't know how many dolls to Goodwill this weekend. So maybe I am not QUITE who they are talking about.
10. Did I ever link to my friend Melissa's blog and her tips about running with kids? I can barely get myself to go running WITHOUT pushing 50 pounds of whine and snack demands in a stroller, so I salute her.
11. I can't remember if I posted this either (it's been a long time since I did one of these posts!) about whether you should do transracial adoption. I REALLY LIKED this. Since I started reading blogs (and, like a lot of other internetters, I started out on infertility and adoption blogs) I have learned a LOT about adoption, mainly that it's not the bright shiny save-the-world piece of cake I used to think it was. At one point Phillip and I were in steadfast agreement that we would adopt from China one day, ideally after our biological children were older. We haven't talked about it in a while, but anyway, I like to obsess over these difficult questions as far ahead of time as possible.