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Jun. 15th, 2005 08:23 amHappy ninth anniversary to us!
We both kinda totally forgot about it till yesterday. So I'm guessing we're not going to be doing anything special to celebrate it ;)
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I can't believe the school year is almost over. And I'm looking forward to, but rather intimidated by, homeschooling Daniel next year.
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Must go back to all our childrearing books and look up the sections on childhood lying. I remember reading them years ago with a certain smug satisfaction, because Daniel had never lied. The few lies he'd told, he'd confessed to right away because he felt too guilty to keep them up. We've raised him well so far, I congratulated myself, as I read about parental strategies to deal with this perfectly normal, yet unpleasant, part of childhood. Perhaps, thought I, some of the parents who need to use these strategies should've paid a bit more attention to their children's moral development from an earlier age, hmm?
Not feeling so damn smug right now, because Justin is not like Daniel. And yes, I know it's normal for little kids to lie, because they're little and sometimes need to use manipulation to get what they want and they've got poor impulse control and it doesn't mean that they're bad to the core or future criminals or whatever. But it's always really disconcerting to find yourself tumbling off a pedestal you put yourself on.
::sending out mental waves of "Ahem, sorry 'bout that" to all the parents I denigrated in my thoughts::
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Ride, Sandra, Ride.
Sarah, please tell Sandra that Chris and Daniel were amazed :)
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So there was this discussion a few months ago on breastfeeding on somebody else's lj, and somebody1 said something to the effect of "I hate people who blatantly expose themselves to breastfeed in public". To which I replied, "Yowch. You hate me?" And discussion ensued, on what I considered to be a fairly friendly tone. Because making statements like that is something we all do from time to time. We state what we consider to be a safe assumption about X class of people, then realize that X class includes somebody we like. This is why I've never written "I hate people who drive SUVs," because I'm sure a lot of friends of mine fit into that category. But I'm certain I've made other sweeping statements just like it, and worse.
Anyway. The point of this part of this entry has nothing to do with the friend who made the original statement, then engaged in a friendly, polite discussion with me that I found interesting and not offensive in any way.
The point in this part of the entry is to describe a comment that was posted yesterday, by someone I've never met, as a reply to my "Yowch. You hate me?"
The reply was, "Yes."
Oh, OK. It's a bit of an unpleasant shock, that, to see you've got a comment on your e-mail, open it up, and read that somebody you've never met not only hates you for being a mammal in public, but feels the need to send a little verbal e-slap to that effect months after the dicussion. No dialogue, no sharing of differing points of view, nothing but "Hello, I hate you."
Um, yeah.
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Have resolved to not quote or talk about fics when I don't have the URLs for them, because it's very frustrating when somebody says, "Oh, that's hilarious - where's the actual story?" and you can't reply. The HP and LOTR fandoms are about a gazillion times bigger than the L&O fandom. There's not a chance of finding something if I haven't bookmarked it.
So, to those who asked re. the Ickiest Sex That Ever Icked fic? I'm really sorry. The only thing I can remember is that it was LOTR and involved Legolas and Aragorn and disturbingly graphic descriptions of the difference between an elf who's been in the woods for a while and a human who's been in the woods for a while. I believe the vocabulary included redolent, grimy, slimy, musty, gritty, sour-smelling, oily, reeking, sticky, and malodorous. And in non-hygiene related matters, I believe there was some grunting, snorting, banshee-wailing, spit-daubing, scratching, and awkward positioning.
Mm, mm, mm. Gotta get me some Hot Ranger Lovin'. Or a brain-wipe.
To celebrate this new resolve of mine, here's some quotes from a fic whose URL I do not have. But from here on in, I'll try to include URLs.
( Read more... )
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Later Edit:
1 Re. the "somebodies", I'm not trying to be passive-aggressive here. I like both the original poster and the person who made the "I hate..." comment I responded to, enjoyed reading both their points of view, and would have no problem posting their names if they said it was OK.
We both kinda totally forgot about it till yesterday. So I'm guessing we're not going to be doing anything special to celebrate it ;)
I can't believe the school year is almost over. And I'm looking forward to, but rather intimidated by, homeschooling Daniel next year.
Must go back to all our childrearing books and look up the sections on childhood lying. I remember reading them years ago with a certain smug satisfaction, because Daniel had never lied. The few lies he'd told, he'd confessed to right away because he felt too guilty to keep them up. We've raised him well so far, I congratulated myself, as I read about parental strategies to deal with this perfectly normal, yet unpleasant, part of childhood. Perhaps, thought I, some of the parents who need to use these strategies should've paid a bit more attention to their children's moral development from an earlier age, hmm?
Not feeling so damn smug right now, because Justin is not like Daniel. And yes, I know it's normal for little kids to lie, because they're little and sometimes need to use manipulation to get what they want and they've got poor impulse control and it doesn't mean that they're bad to the core or future criminals or whatever. But it's always really disconcerting to find yourself tumbling off a pedestal you put yourself on.
::sending out mental waves of "Ahem, sorry 'bout that" to all the parents I denigrated in my thoughts::
Ride, Sandra, Ride.
Sarah, please tell Sandra that Chris and Daniel were amazed :)
So there was this discussion a few months ago on breastfeeding on somebody else's lj, and somebody1 said something to the effect of "I hate people who blatantly expose themselves to breastfeed in public". To which I replied, "Yowch. You hate me?" And discussion ensued, on what I considered to be a fairly friendly tone. Because making statements like that is something we all do from time to time. We state what we consider to be a safe assumption about X class of people, then realize that X class includes somebody we like. This is why I've never written "I hate people who drive SUVs," because I'm sure a lot of friends of mine fit into that category. But I'm certain I've made other sweeping statements just like it, and worse.
Anyway. The point of this part of this entry has nothing to do with the friend who made the original statement, then engaged in a friendly, polite discussion with me that I found interesting and not offensive in any way.
The point in this part of the entry is to describe a comment that was posted yesterday, by someone I've never met, as a reply to my "Yowch. You hate me?"
The reply was, "Yes."
Oh, OK. It's a bit of an unpleasant shock, that, to see you've got a comment on your e-mail, open it up, and read that somebody you've never met not only hates you for being a mammal in public, but feels the need to send a little verbal e-slap to that effect months after the dicussion. No dialogue, no sharing of differing points of view, nothing but "Hello, I hate you."
Um, yeah.
Have resolved to not quote or talk about fics when I don't have the URLs for them, because it's very frustrating when somebody says, "Oh, that's hilarious - where's the actual story?" and you can't reply. The HP and LOTR fandoms are about a gazillion times bigger than the L&O fandom. There's not a chance of finding something if I haven't bookmarked it.
So, to those who asked re. the Ickiest Sex That Ever Icked fic? I'm really sorry. The only thing I can remember is that it was LOTR and involved Legolas and Aragorn and disturbingly graphic descriptions of the difference between an elf who's been in the woods for a while and a human who's been in the woods for a while. I believe the vocabulary included redolent, grimy, slimy, musty, gritty, sour-smelling, oily, reeking, sticky, and malodorous. And in non-hygiene related matters, I believe there was some grunting, snorting, banshee-wailing, spit-daubing, scratching, and awkward positioning.
Mm, mm, mm. Gotta get me some Hot Ranger Lovin'. Or a brain-wipe.
To celebrate this new resolve of mine, here's some quotes from a fic whose URL I do not have. But from here on in, I'll try to include URLs.
( Read more... )
Later Edit:
1 Re. the "somebodies", I'm not trying to be passive-aggressive here. I like both the original poster and the person who made the "I hate..." comment I responded to, enjoyed reading both their points of view, and would have no problem posting their names if they said it was OK.
