1.

It is always a sad day when the baby reaches the combined milestones of being able to stand without holding on (leaving BOTH hands free!) and being tall enough to see into the trash can.

The tragedy is multiplied when we’ve had rice for dinner and floor’s already been swept.

2.

About birth stories.  Why are we as moms afraid to be real with it?  Oftentimes, either the messy parts are glossed over, or else the scare factor is unnecessarily amped up.  Bethany writes hers and it’s very good.  I know exactly what she’s talking about!

3.

This weekend I’m going to my first homeschool conference!  We’ve been homeschooling for all but one year since 2003, but I’ve never been able to go before.  I’m excited to see Danielle Bean speak and meet some other moms!

4.

I am a little red faced to slink into the conference tonight.  First I couldn’t get the form to print, so I wrote it out by hand and added a note to it.  Then, the registration form arrived sans check.  I have no idea what happened to the check.  I remember writing it.

One of the girls probably absconded with it, or else it’s under the couch.

5.

The CEO of Chase testified before Congress, and boldly stated that his customers can always come to him with their problems if the bank employees aren’t helpful enough.  FIFTY angry mortgage holders stood up, and he ran away with his tail between his legs.

This made me snort with derision.  Apprarently, yes, people actually do snort with derision. It was so… literary.

6.

I’ve been busy this week setting up a forum for my homeschool group.  I didn’t know I could do that, but the learning curve wasn’t too steep.  Amazing.

How about you?  I’ve been trying this BlogFrog thing out, but I’m not sure if I like it.  Do you prefer e-loops, forums, BlogFrog, or some other way of connecting in cyberspace?

7.

So I’ve been reading around the blogosphere and despairing.  I’m not even close to as funny as many are.  My site isn’t a gently respite of loveliness, as many are.  Homemaking tips?  Erk.  Maybe if your homemaking skills are more I Love Lucy than Martha Stewart.  I was looking at the places on Twitter where I’m listed – I’m under writers, foodies, moms, Catholics, and even Real Americans (just like G. I. Joe!  Go me.)  It seems I don’t slip into any easy genre or pigeonhole.

Why do we spend our whole lives trying to fit in, instead of being ourselves?

For more quick takes, head over to Jen’s!