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Europe is not monolithically pro-Obamian

zbigniewmazurak — Sat, 26 Jul 2008 15:21:11 +0000

A friend of mine, Kyle-Anne Shiver, recently posted this article on her blog. She's an excellent columnist, and so is her most recent blog post, but I will not agree with her on one issue:
That all Europeans are pro-Obama.
I live in Poland, which is a European country; therefore, I could be called "a European". Yet I'm pro-McCain (I would vote for him if allowed to), so no, not all Europeans are pro-Obama. And I'm not the only pro-McCain European; a German man recently came to the Berlin Siegessaule to act as a counterweight to Obama's German fans. And although opinion polls (one of which Kyle-Anne cited) did reveal that Obama has more European fans than McCain, the AZ senator nevertheless does have some European fans. So no, not all Europeans are for Obama. I'm just as apalled by the European Obamafest as you are, Kyle-Anne, but Europe is not a monolithic continent.

Kyle's All-Star season over...

toxicconversation — Sat, 26 Jul 2008 02:39:38 +0000

I wasn't able to keep up with games as they came and went. The South Burlington Rebels did make it out of pool play and into a double-elimination portion of the tourney. The first game was fine, a victory over Charlotte, who we had beaten in the pool play. This pitted us against Shelburne, the top ranked, undefeated team from the other pool. The game was close, but we fell one run short, 6-5. A 3-run rally in the bottom of the sixth brought us back from 6-2 to make it as close as it was. This dropped us into the loser's bracket to play against Colchester, who we had beaten in pool play. Unfortunately, the second time wasn't as successful...After a regulation six innings, the score was tied 5-5. The seventh inning saw both teams go scoreless. The eighth inning was a different story...Colchester scored EIGHT in the top of that inning. Of course, everybody had us written off. However, we were up to the task and scored seven of our own to fall, once again, a single run short. That was the second loss knocking us out of the tournament. Shelburne, who handed us our first loss, went on to win the district and move on to the state tourney.

Chapter 2: Island of the Lost

andersonkyle — Fri, 25 Jul 2008 15:54:49 +0000

But wait. Am I dead? Is this what death feels like? If I'm dead, then how come I can feel this wetness over my whole body? How come I can hear the roar of the waves in my ears? And how come I can still feel the dull throbbing pain in my head, and over my whole body? No, this is not death. I must be alive, must be fully functioning. Death cant feel this painful.
I slowly opened my eyes and painfully raised my head to survey my surroundings. My neck throbbed with a burning ache and my head dropped back on the ground. But in the fraction of a second for which my head had been raised, I had discerned myself to be on a beach. Ahead of me lay a bunch of palms and a strange yellow leafed bush. The tiredness took over me and I found my eyes closing. Just as sweet slumber released me from my prison of pain, a dull thudding sound, like footsteps upon the sand, reached my ear. Then everything went black again.
Upon opening my eyes for the second time I perceived the pain in my body to have gone down a bit, but the pain in my head was there just the same. However I felt myself fit enough to sit up and that is what I did. On sitting up I beheld myself upon a mattress pinned to the dry sandy ground, with a blanket on top of me to keep me warm. I also understood that I was lying naked under the blankets and looking around saw my clothes drying upon a bush in the blazing sun. There was a fire burning nearby, with a pot bubbling over it, and the yellow leafed bush lay near it.
But wait. Those weren't leaves, they were hair. That was a blond haired and very much bearded man who lay near the fire. I wrapped the blanket around my waist and walked haltingly towards the man. On nearing him I found him asleep with a peaceful expression on his face. A spear lay by his side with its point glistening in the sun. I poked him gently with my toe and he jumped awake. Grabbing the spear, he leaped back and assumed an attack position.
"Whoa there, no need to that now!" I shouted in alarm.
The man took a while to scrutinize my face properly and then a light of comprehension dawned on him. He lowered his spear and simply gaped at me for a while. Then he abruptly sat down and motioned for me to do the same. I did so a little painfully and watched him with caution. He looked me up and down and then slowly neared me until his face was quite close to mine.
"You're lucky to be alive, u know that laddie?" he asked in a hoarse whisper.
"Yes mister."
"And do you thank the starts for delivering you from doom?"
"I guess so, mister."
"But you know something laddie?"
"No mister."
"You're quite right." he screamed and then threw back his head and laughed gleefully. I was still confused whether to join him in his mirth when he suddenly turned towards the fire and began ladling soup from the pot into a coconut basin.
"Here, have some of that there, you must be starving."
I realized that I was indeed and greedily gobbled up the soup(which tasted like shell fish) and even finished up the cantaloupe he offered me.
"So what'd be your name laddie?" he asked after having downed a bowl of soup himself.
"Kain, Kain Finell."
"Kain Finell huh? Thats an odd name around these parts. Your not from these parts, are you?"
"No, I'm from the country of Earth, Stoneclaw. How did I get here? Did you save me?"
"That is a silly question, lad, seeing that you yourself agreed that it was your lucky starts that brought you here. But for the sake of practicality we'll say that the stars directed me to you. You see, your not the first lad or lass to be rescued by me in this sand dune of a place. The name's Robinson. Many a shipwrecked lad and lass has had their lucky starts direct me to their rescue. I could have made a whole colony out of the people whom I have rescued for the last twenty-eight years. That was the time when I myself was wrecked in this place. But I can't stand too much company, so I send them to North Island which is quite nearby. I'm a Water Mage, see? and am adept at controlling the waves. I can direct any raft to North Island without a highcoup. You'll be going there tomorrow so take the day to heal."
"Won't you com with me?"
"Me? Ofcourse not lad. Didn't I just say I can't stand the company. All that hay-dee day-dee yelling and running would give me a nervous break-down. No. I'm going to stay here. This place isn't much, but its a quite home for me. Now lay back for a while. I'll go get us some lunch." Saying this he took up his spear and headed for the deep woods, leaving me alone to ponder over my situation. I thought of Haylie and her anguished scream when I was falling into the water.
After a while I got up and went towards my clothes. They had dried by then and I put them on. I felt better fully clothed, but kept my jacket off as it was a hot day. Rummaging through my pockets to see if there was anything that had escaped being sunk with the luggage, I discovered the chrysanthemum that More had given me to give to Haylie. Only this one was rather strange. The one that More had given me had all yellow petals and two brown ones on either side. But this one had only one brown spot. So practically speaking this couldn't be the same flower. Yet how it came to be in my pocket was an elusive mystery indeed.
Robinson came back after a while, carrying the carcass of a giant boar on his broad back. He plunked it down on the sand before me and set about lighting another fire around it. I tried to help him move stones to clear the ground, but the pain in my legs jerked up and I had to rest against a tree. after a delicious lunch, Robinson set about mending my body with his healing arts. It took a while and by the time I was fully healed, dusk had fallen over the landscape. Robinson went out again to catch dinner and this time I helped him. Although my body had fully healed, I still couldn't perform my fire skills. So I had to rely on my natural Earth abilities. Thanks to my grandfather's training I was as hard as the earth itself. We were hunting sand snails and were having a bit of difficulty with the brutes. Their shells were hard to crack and there was no other way of killing them but to rip open their shells. This is where my earth skills cam in handy. Grandpa had made me strong enough so that I could split seven-foot rocks with one blow. The snails were no match for me. Robinson distracted them long enough for me to sneak in behind them and deliver the fatal blow. We killed quite a few and brought back plenty of snail meat, some which I would be using as provender when I set out for North Island the next day.
After a delicious supper we lay down on rough leather mattresses and Robinson told me of his life on the Island of the Lost, as he called it. He had been traveling on a merchant ship going towards Asila and had been caught up in a hurricane. The ship had sunk and his fellow mates had all perished. But his water skills had delivered him to the shore. From then on he had led a solitary life on the island, rescuing shipwrecked people and sending to the nearby North Island, which form his descriptions was inhabited by a bunch of tribes and primitive villagers. But from the heavy inflow of lost people who get sent to North Island, it had developed into a major landing ground. Villages such as Kelan and Welling had sprung up and even small towns like Holy.
After telling me all about the wonders of North Island and its twin South Island, Robinson went to sleep. I lay awake for a while and thought about my fate in this strange ocean world. But the day's fatigue took its toll on me and soon I too started snoring.
In the morning I woke up refreshed and ready to undertake my journey to North Island. Robinson brought out one of the rafts he used for lost people and fixed me up with some animal-fir clothes and a supply of food. I climbed on the raft and Robinson pushed it off.
I turned back and waved goodbye to my savior who was now guiding the raft by moving the currents as the chrysanthemum in my pocket gave a slight jerk.
Then turning towards the new sunrise I set my heart upon the adventures to come. I'm ready...

Imaginationland, Director's Cut Edition, Sunday Night at 10: The Debate Between Imaginary and Real

Jay Solomon — Fri, 25 Jul 2008 14:50:01 +0000

Like you, I've seen the commercials for the Imaginationland spectacular that's coming up this Sunday night. What's the difference between the three episodes aired week after week and one long sit-down? I have no idea, other than the time between commercials. Will there actually be never before seen footage? It's entirely possible, but I wouldn't know.

Do you know anything about it?

Last week the Imaginationland trilogy was nominated for an Emmy - South Park's eighth, god bless them - and perhaps this has something to do with that, though I'm unaware of the specifics in scheduling decisions. Since Matt and Trey aren't big on pandering to the Emmy-Hollywood-Celebrity crowd, I'm pretty skeptical that the two are related, though I am sure that Comedy Central is interested in grabbing a third Emmy for its most popular, highest rated and most watched show (are all those the same thing?).

I, for one, absolutely love the Imaginationland trilogy. It's brilliant. At first I wasn't too keen, because towards the end of the first episode I didn't see it wrapping up to a point, but upon realizing that it was more than a single episode - and then three episodes! - I became enthralled by the depth to which the entire trilogy was taken and the sensational points that arose out of it.

Imaginationland is about the existence of the make-believe - how real imaginary things are. This hour and a half of philosophical speculation interwoven seamlessly with a plot about Kyle finally having to lick Cartman's particularly vinegary nuts - How do you like your sundays Kyle? With extra nuts? - is nothing short of genius.

From the perspective of The Zen of South Park, Imaginationland adds particular vibrancy because the understanding that imaginary things - like many of the religious figures we revere, and even, say, maybe, God - are real and can have far more importance and influence than tangible things has a dual effect. At once it provides us with historical fodder while simultaneously affirming the fact that historicity can be far less important than perception. For instance, haven't people like Superman or Jesus, with their values of justice and the importance of fighting for truth been more influential and important than almost every other person? What about Luke Skywalker - imaginary - vs. Mark Hammell, tangible. Skywalker is more important (by far) and has had far more of an impact on the world. Can we really say that just because he's imaginary he isn't really real?

If you haven't seen it or if you have, I highly recommend that you plunk down in front of your tv this Sunday night at ten and take a look at Imaginationland - and potentially an extended version, at that.

Have you seen it? What's your favorite part? What do you think about this debate between imaginary and real?

For more going on in the world of South Park, check out my quick question about the South Park video game, HERE. Don't forget, a review of Step-Brothers is coming later this afternoon (and hopefully X-Files sometime soon!).

Let the nesting continue...

Rhianna — Fri, 25 Jul 2008 05:12:01 +0000

So, as I sit here with my feet soaking in water, I am reflecting on this week... busy week, kinda. Really, what it was.... a week of nesting, ha ha. I am getting lots of funny cleaning projects done around the house, and it makes me feel great to get it done.

I have felt concerned because we have Mission Grays Harbor next week with the kids from church and I won't be home at all to get the house ready for baby. So this week I went into full gear, washing and folding clothes and blankets for baby, rearranging the furniture and cleaning (deeper cleaning than just surface cleaning. It feels great.

We started by getting a rug for the living room, since ours was so stained, it was previously an offwhite color and the only good deal we could find (Walmart special) was a brown colored rug. I am getting used to it, but I don't love it yet. So, then we had the off white one (that has lots of stains on it) and I decided it would be a bummer to let it go to waste, so I cleaned the area under and around our dining room table and then thought it might work to put the rug there, to make it more of an area rather than just a table against the wall... it worked! Yay, stains and all, the rug has a new home!

So the other area I worked on was the area where the piano is... it always collects so much clutter and the games were just piled up around the piano rather than being in the chests that I had for them! So I cleaned out the games and refilled the chests and bench so that all the games had a home. This made a world of difference! They look great, especially compared to how it was before! :)

The other thing I did was organize the cart in the kitchen and clean it off. I put the things that we don't use a lot in a cupboard way up high above the sink and kept the needed things on the cart. I also moved the pop and water off the back patio onto the bottom of the cart so that we don't have to go outside to get drinks to put in the fridge. It looks much better, I'm very happy with how organized it looks!

Now I just need to continue this and get the rest of the house nice and organized! It makes me feel so ready to have company or, well, have a baby! :) Lol. Yay for reasons to get the house looking more like we care about it!

Kyle also worked today (since he was home all day) on cleaning out the fridge and a cupboard that has our food in it. It is super messy a lot because I am too short to get to the things I need, so with my wonderful baby bump, I tend to make it more disastrous when I make things fall because I can't get it down! He patiently cleaned it out putting the things he uses most up higher and the things I use regularly down lower. He did a great job. I am thankful for such a wonderful husband. :)

Why use 3500 words when you can get away with 4?

QAF — Fri, 25 Jul 2008 04:15:52 +0000

They’re all fools and don’t I know it

But these fools can have their charms

I’m in *like* and don’t I show it

Like a teenage boy.

I’m wild and I’m impatient

Men are not a new sensation

Couldn’t sleep and wouldn’t sleep

When you come to me, I shouldn’t sleep.

Lovin’ and huggin’ you know it

I’m in *like* and don’t I show it

Like a teenage boy.

I’m wild again, beguiled again.

A simpering, whimpering child again

Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered … am I?

My heart was lost, I paid the cost

Cold from the start, men played the part.

I must agree, the joke’s on me

But he and I, we’re doing better you see

Cuz we’ll be hating, loving, hating, waiting,

What am I to do?

Bewildered and bewitched

Cause I’m so bothered over you.

I’m wild again, beguiled again.

A simpering, whimpering child again

Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I?

Just the same old sad sensation

That’s the way *like* feels

And these half-heart imitations

As I go head over my heels

Wishin’ and missin’ your kissin’

What am I to think?

Bothered and bewildered,

I can’t sleep a wink.

I’m wild again, beguiled again.

A simpering, whimpering child again

Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I?

I’m and wild and I’m impatient

You are not a new sensation.

Fan Day/ open practice

dutchlax — Thu, 24 Jul 2008 21:10:20 +0000

Sunday at 14.00 h. we will organize a training outside the naval base where everyone is invited to come see us live in action.

Location:

Den Helder Sportfields
Ruygweg in Den Helder (next to the Budget rent a car)

What does Kyle have in his little head?

Jean Chen — Thu, 24 Jul 2008 03:42:12 +0000

Kyle spent the day at grandparents yesterday. When I went to pick him up, Mom told me that Kyle said something strange. She said Kyle asked her to lick his little birdie! She said we should be careful of what we say and do as Kyle is constantly listening and watching. Well, I don't know where Kyle got that idea from as it's so definitely not from us. Who has the time or energy to think or do anything in that department with the two kids draining all our time and energy!

It's really funny what Kyle said. I really don't know what's up in that little head of his. I guess all sorts of things are being processed in children's brain at this age.

"The Biggest Douche in the Universe" Knocks John Edwards and Being a Phony

Jay Solomon — Wed, 23 Jul 2008 15:59:42 +0000

I really love this episode, primarily for its central message. A friend of mine once argued with me that this episode didn't have very much to do with religion. Believing that it did, however, I was relentless about the connection between John Edwards and cult leadership.

Why? Because John Edwards acts like a charismatic cult leader. He fakes knowledge about unknowable truths, goes to great lengths to convince others of his powers and then tries to take money from them by selling them on his lies. Of course, many charismatic cult leaders do not know that they are telling lies and thoroughly believe what they are saying, but for Edwards, this isn't the case. What's more, Stan knows it and resolves to stop the biggest douche in the universe from destroying Kyle's life and messing with others'.

Stan explains that by lying about things that no one can know - life's 'big' questions - Edwards is literally slowing down the progress of humanity. His conversations with Edwards are delightful and poignant. Telling lies, even if it's to give people hope, literally slows down the progress of humanity - and especially if it's to make a quick buck - is despicable behavior. John Edwards is the biggest douche in the universe, as any trip to his real website will verify.

To read interviews with ex-cult members whose leaders were not charismatics but who truly did believe what they were saying, click HERE for Grace Lyerly and HERE for Tifany.

Shirts Off

alrahs — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 23:03:48 +0000

Last night I was playing with Austin, whist trying to put him to bed. Somehow we ended up reading stories (5 or 6 of them) and I would wind him up and make him laugh instead of winding him down and let him actually go to sleep. This is what I do, when I'm missing him most of course. So Kyle comes in (sans his shirt) and says Austin, go to sleep.. Momma let Austin go to sleep. There is nothing quite like being punished alongside your 3 yr old for staying up too late. So while I'm kissing Austin good night and making my exit out of the room. Kyle is bending over and tucking Austin into bed and finishing the job I started (Sorry honey). Later Kyle tells me what Austin said:

Austin: Where your shirt dad?

Kyle: I took it off to go to sleep.

Austin: My Shirt off too dad!

He proceeds to tug at the collar of his shirt until Kyle helps him take it off

Kyle: Won't you be too cold?

Austin: No Way! Shirt Off Now Dad!

A little while after this, (when I knew Austin would be sleeping) I went in to check on him and had to completely spin him 180 degrees to put his head on his pillow and his legs in his bed. So much for being cold. His arms were spread out wide open as if he were about to give someone a very big hug.

Success!

forgetmenot63 — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 14:14:43 +0000

I set up the new private blog. :)

Now to make Twitter private between Kyle and myself.

"Starvin Marvin in Space" - An Excellent South Park Episode about Missionaries and Truly Helping Others

Jay Solomon — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 13:33:17 +0000

Episode 311 is absolutely one of my favorites. The entire episode is relevant to religion, and as the subject of The Zen of South Park, it is central to my chapters on the Bible and Christianity.

The episode begins in Ethiopia where Sister Hollis, a missionary, is trying to get an Ethiopian tribe, which includes Marvin, to read from the Bible. She has basically made it clear that these destitute and starving Ethiopians will be given food enough to survive only once they read the Bible and accept Jesus. Disgusted by this approach Marvin leaves in an alien spaceship that he found in the desert in search of a better place for his tribe to live where they can be free from Christian missionaries.

The contrasts in this episode between allegedly helpful missionaries who claim to follow Jesus but who actually disgrace what he stood for, and sympathetic aliens that do wish to help yet have no concept of Jesus because being good doesn't necessarily require any knowledge of Jesus, are outstanding and profound. What's more is Kyle's speech with the word Marklar everywhere:

"Wait, wait. I think I can explain this whole thing. Marklar, these Marklars want to change your Marklar. They don’t want this Marklar or any of his Marklars to live here because it’s bad for their Marklar. They use Marklar to try and force Marklars to believe their Marklar. If you let them stay here, they will build Marklars and Marklars. They will take all of your Marklars and replace them with Marklars. These Marklars have no good Marklars to live on Marklars so they must come here to Marklar. Please, let these Marklars stay where they can grow and prosper without any Marklars, Marklars or Marklars."

Don't miss this truly sensational South Park episode. Did you see it? What did you think? Do you have experience with missionaries or are you a missionary? Would you like to join me for an interview about your activities so we can all understand that not all missionaries are as they have been portrayed in this episode?

Our Space

forgetmenot63 — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 04:29:49 +0000

At one time there was a personal blog for Kyle and me. Sadly, I fell into a depression and deleted it along with many other things that I wish were still in existence.

There are things that are difficult for me to verbalize, even to Kyle. For that reason, along with the playful aspect, I think that the time has come to set up a new blog for the two of us.

Limits

forgetmenot63 — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 04:08:07 +0000

I've decided to take the link to this blog off of Facebook.

I'm really not sure why I ever put it there in the first place. Oh, well. :)

I may leave the link up on Musings. Who knows? Nah. I think that I'll take it down.

In reality, only Kyle and I read it. Hopefully, one day my children will take a look. But then again, I've terrified poor Elizabeth with my small penis story on Musings...

What Dreams May Come

forgetmenot63 — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 03:04:16 +0000

Why I love this movie:

~the strong love between Annie and Christy which reminds me in so many ways of the love between Kyle and me: enduring, devoted, forgiving, and kind

~the force of Annie's love for her children

~its accurate depiction of severe major depressive disorder

~its accurate depiction of stereotypical responses to a person suffering from depression

~the beauty of the sets

My favorite scene is the one in which Christy asks the tracker to tell his children that he will not leave their mother.

A New Forum Users Needed! Join NOW!

Sweetkid123 — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 23:56:03 +0000

Hey everyone,

I am working at other forums but the forum i work at most is Club Penguin X. It is a great forum and it is all about Club Penguin! I would greatly appriceate it if you all joined! It has many different areas/forums. It is a great place to be around other people of Clubpenguin. We have areas/forums like Clubpenguin Discussion, Macroing & Cheating, Glitches, ext. It is a great place to just hang out! We will be improving the website greatly so even thought it looks kinda odd at the moment it will be Great later! Just go there and click Register/join! You need a email for this to work to activate the account. We also have numorus rules that you must follow! Please sign up today! The URL/web. address is http://www.Clubpenguinx.darkbb.com

Here is a Picture of the website logo.

This is the logo for Clubpenguin x! Please join today!

Please join! I really would appriceate it! Here is the URL again just incase!

http://www.Clubpenguinx.darkbb.com

Thank-you

-Sweetkid123

A Day of Fun at Santa Cruz

Jean Chen — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 07:37:10 +0000

Make a Smilebox scrapbook



It's been a while
danageekmom — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 18:18:01 +0000
Yeah, it's been a while since I updated this blog.  Not because nothing has been going on but because by the time I can sit on my computer I want to mow down little elves bowling and then go to bed.
Two weeks ago I started a new job.  It's a good job, medical billing.  I'm following up on unpaid insurance claims and I'm damn good at it.  So far my boss is impressed by how I jumped in and ran with the ball and how I'm actually getting some issues resolved.  Seems the two people who did it before me wouldn't do anything if it looked complicated they'd just rebill it and rebill it and ignore it.  Sadly I'm looking at an account now that we will probably have to eat about 4k on.  Stuff like that pisses me off.
It's a 40 hour a week gig.  It's not going over well on my fibro though.  So far I'm dealing with it ok and I'm going to be going to my doctor to see about the new meds they have on the market.  Just to give you an idea how of often I actually take prescriptions, I found one, with only 4 pills gone, that had a date on it of 2005.  I figure once I start walking that path it becomes almost impossible to step off of it and for the most part I can manage things with over the counter stuff and rest and exercise.  Yes, I'm exercising.  Well, putting Kyle in his stroller and walking but that is exercise.
Tonight Jason and I have a meeting and Church to officially become members.  He was a member but because he went inactive they removed him.  I was a member at another church years ago but like many 20 somethings I got ambivalent about going.  I went through a period where I never stopped believing in God but stopped believing in Church.  In recent years I began to become interested in making it part of our lives again and when I had Kyle that corked it.  My parents never went on a regular basis so I grew up only going sporadically and I don't want that for my son.  Jason grew up with a father who seemed to feel that you had to go to Church but it was an obligation and a chore.  He also seems to have used his Catholicism against his kids and his ex wife.  As if a man who hides his assets to screw his ex over is a real Christian.  But he was one of "those".  At least from what I can gather.  Jason almost never speaks of his father but when he does it's in pretty negative terms.
And in some ways I'm sort of glad his father was such a shithead.  Unlike some kids who grow up with one parental figure who checks out, Jason is hell bent on not being his dad.  And is probably way more interested in doing things with his son because he wants too, not because he feels it's it's fatherly obligation.
Anyway, it's birthday month here.  My mom, dad, sister and my two eldest nieces all have birthday's this month.  So happy birthday to them all!
Kyle has started solid foods!  At first I thought perhaps he was ready physically but not emotionally.  He fought, he spit and he made the Mr. Poison face.  But on the third night he was screaming at me if I didn't shovel it in fast enough for him and stretching forward to meet the spoon with his face.  So far he just loves his rice cereal mixed with apple juice, he's ok with banana's and he seems to enjoy carrots.
It's funny because he looks so much like me and my dad and his family.  This was something we never expected in a million years.  Yeah he might look like me but he's his daddy in expression and personality.  He's so laid back and easy going and such a boy.  He likes it when you bounce him, I put him on my bed and brace my arms around him and go "Bounce! BOUNCE!" and he just smiles so big.  He likes being dirty, enjoys to play flying baby and all these other 'rough' games.  He's as generally happy as his daddy is and eats like his daddy too.  Talk about a baby who seems to have gotten the best of his mom and dad.  Now don't get me wrong, my husband is hot but Jason's personality is by far the thing I love most about him.  His pleasant, easy going, go with the flow.
While I would never consider my self hot or even overly pretty if I had to choose Kyle looking like me or having my personality, I'd choose looks hands down.  I'm over emotional, obsessive, retentive and given to periods of depression and deep self doubt.  So when I say he's got the best of us I'm really saying God reached in and helped us make a son who is the best reflection of his mom and dad.
He's also discovered getting onto his hands and knees, and my father swears he took two crawls forward the other day.  Lord help us.  He's already inch worming across the floor and chewing on daddy's XBox controller cord is a favorite pass time for him.  When he starts to actually crawl I have a feeling that he's going to be one of those kids who will find everything, destroy everything and claim everything as his.  I've said it many times but I'll say it again, I have a feeling our toddler years will be loads of fun.



Crazy-Messy Youth Group Food Fight
Shawn M. — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 13:29:58 +0000
Ummm... I'm so glad that I wasn't the one that had to clean this up!  Can you imagine the smell afterwards?  Yech!  But it is definitely fun to watch...

ht Adam M. and Kyle



Stuff - UtM & Ijiwaru My Master Plushies
aznkeo — Sat, 19 Jul 2008 04:09:51 +0000
Hello again guys~! Anyways went to see Mama Mia! today since it came out, that and since I saw the Broadway play before. Yes I didn't see the Dark Knight today Q_Q and and pretty depressed about that, but I'll go and see that next Friday along with two other movies before then. I already wrote about how I felt about that in my LJ, but yea :D I'd give it 4.5/5 stars with Meryl Streep doing so great and well Piece Brosnan...please don't let me hear you sing again >>.
Besides that LOOK~! ;D Does this little uniform look familiar to you, you UtM and Ijiwaru My Master players?

Haha more pictures and stuff in this post ;D

Anyways I never really posted any of my little plushies here I realized xD;; and well since I've made some pertaining to otome games I'll put them ahead here :D
Here's Kurumi from Ijiwaru My Master, she's currently the only one from Ijiwaru My Master that I made. I'm not quite sure if I want to make a set...since their costume designs and all are much more elaborate compared to UtM, and sometimes it looks funny how I shrink them down but we'll se e since I'm not quite sure who's my next project.

I made Kurumi mainly because I think she's cute, and the fact that she herself makes little plushies made me want to make her! Haha since I make plushies and things too~ However I made her a bit more special then all the others, by how you can remove and change her clothing. Since I sort of couldn't decide between her school uniform and everday clothing...right now I only made her uniform though. ^^ But she comes with a little blue rose accessory that I made, since she loves them so much. ...that and when I finished making her and the roses, when I looked back on the game I realized the three blue roses look just like the ones Leon gave her...LOL...totally not intentional, but o.o maybe I should make a Leon now...? >> but then I want a Delta or an Eins first.

orz I forgot to put the blue roses in the first picture.
Now here's Kyle from UtM! He's part of the UtM plushie set that I made; with the set consisting of Leni, Seizh, Kyle, Sena, Zero, and Unan. Er yes I didn't make an Ashe for various reasons, and maybe one day I will, but right now I don't wish to. But even without her I consider the set complete anyways...but I'm only going to show Kyle for the time being.

Now some background information about the UtM plushies. ^^ I actually planned to make JUST Leni since I loved him soooo much. But...then I felt bad for Seizh, since he has that whole thing with Leni and the two are twins...so I made them both! >> Then I sort of thought, "Huh, it'd be interesting to make a Kyle one..." thus Kyle!...then I thought "WHY NOT DO ZERO?" haha and then I had fun with Unan's design...and that was like everyone minus Sena. >> But since I didn't practically all the guys I did Sena. However he's sort of the oddball since he's not in his everday clothing...since I didn't really want to waste time trying to do his every day clothing.

I know Kyle is well not that elaborate in detail, but I did have to shrink down to make him (how the heck would ALL the details get in him then? o.O;; ) I'd say he's pretty complete, but I'm trying to figure out a way to stick his bell necklace on him or something...since I really want that on him.
>D Some moar fooling around pictures~
If KylexKurumi was possible. LOL.
 

 


I was just bored haha and thought I might as well.
Teasers: Leni and Seizh. >> they're sort of a disappointment to me since I had such a hard time with their hair and clothing for some reason...(lol and Kyle I had no problem...weird.) So I plan to actually re-do both of them and make maou versions of them instead... ^o^ since I feel it'd be boring if I did their school uniform versions xD
 
I'll most some more fanworks of mine next time~ Haha since I made a Kyle Cat Key chain too~!




Kyle's first year of preschool
Jean Chen — Fri, 18 Jul 2008 23:39:30 +0000
Last Friday 7/11/08 was Kyle's last day of his first year of preschool.  Kyle started preschool on 9/5/07 (3 years and 4 months old) at Mission Valley Montessori Preschool.  We enrolled him in this school because the school is bright, clean and the materials used are newer compared to the other schools in the area. And one other very important factor, if not most important, is that the quality of the teacher seems better. The teachers look more educated, open and loving to the children. We decided on Mission Valley Montessori after I took Kyle to visit several schools in the area, including Challenger, a Christian school and other Montessori schools. This school is actually farther away from our home but if it's better for Kyle, we'll put in the miles.  :-)
It was really really really really hard on Kyle when he first started.  On the first day of school, Mike and I drove him to school and he was all smiles.  However, once it was time to leave him, he got hysterical.  He cried so much the first couple of days that he had puffy eyes, swollen lips and red rashes all around the face.  Grandparents actually thought that he was allergic to something in the school because it's dirty.  It was tough to drop him off in the morning.  On one of the first few days, it took two teachers a few minutes to pry Kyle off of me. He even ripped/broken the threads on the collar of my shirt from grabbing on so tight! He would cry, kick and scream that he wants to go home.  It was just as hard on me and brought tears to my eyes seeing him like that.  I had to call couple times a day just to check on him.  Kyle cried for more than a month in the mornings when he started.  He even still gets teary from time to time at the end of the school year! We originally signed him up for the full day program from 8:45AM to 3PM but the school suggested that we start him on the half day from 8:45-12:30PM because it was so hard on Kyle and switch back to full time after he's adjusted.  We switched Kyle to the half day but kept him on the half day for the entire year.  
We were really lucky that Kyle got assigned to the Casitas classroom with Ms. Christine as the head teacher.  It made the transition a little easier for Kyle since Ms. Christine is Chinese so they can converse.  There were several kids in the class that spoke Chinese too. Kyle didn't speak a word of English going into preschool.  Also, the class had only 14 students with two teachers at the time so the teachers were able to spend more time with him. 
Ms. Christine's comment of Kyle:

* extremely intelligent

* has very good logic

* fast learner

* think fast on his feet

* very perceptive of everything around him

* easily distracted and doesn't concentrate too well

* very good verbal skills (beyond his years)

* a fun and entertaining child to interact with
Ms. Christine said Kyle is pretty good with reading and numbers. After a year of school, Kyle has learned to read some 3, 4 and 5 letter words using phonics.  He can also spell some 3 letter words. Kyle has also learned most of the two digit numbers. He does, however, have problem using a pencil to write.  Kyle apparently didn't use his fingers (fine motor skills) enough when he was younger so his fingers are weak for writing.  It was funny trying to figure out what numbers and letters he actually wrote.  I have to scrapbook some of his writing pages when I have time.
Something interesting to note:  Kyle started the school year playing mostly with girls and girl things, like the kitchen set in the playground.  Sara was his favorite friend.  However, for the last 2 to 3 months, Kyle played mostly with boys, especially Connor, and imaginary power rangers that they had.  Is Kyle beginning to really understand the differences between boys and girls and is preferring his own gender to play with already?!?!
It seems that Kyle's first year of preschool just flew by!  Kyle is now happy at home enjoying his summer break.  He constantly asks me if it's still summer break for him and if there is school tomorrow.  The pure joy on his face is just precious to look at when I tell him still no school yet. I guess he won't be too happy when school starts up again and he has to do the full day program until 3PM.
Kyle, in case you are reading this later and wondered how much we spent on your preschool education, it costs $570/month for this first year of preschool.  :-)  Oh, by the way, you wasted most of your school lunch.  You said it didn't taste good, compared to mama's cooking I hope. You barely finish the entrees and everything else went in the trash.  You even tried on several occasions to throw the food away in the trash when the teachers weren't looking!  Of course you were caught and given another serving.
Here's a simple scrapbook I did of Kyle's first year of preschool:










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Here's What I Get...
Tiffany — Thu, 17 Jul 2008 02:56:09 +0000
For Being a little too interested in the Food Network Cupcake Cook Off...

It's corn starch- the most annoying baking ingredient ever!  I'm so foolish!  I knew he was in our pantry but I thought he'd stick to the packets of Crystal Light! 
And while I'm posting, here's our newest picasa album of Kyle!






19th month

kyle « WordPress.com Tag Feed

Europe is not monolithically pro-Obamian

Kyle's All-Star season over...

Chapter 2: Island of the Lost

Imaginationland, Director's Cut Edition, Sunday Night at 10: The Debate Between Imaginary and Real

Let the nesting continue...

*Why use 3500 words when you can get away with 4?*

Fan Day/ open practice

What does Kyle have in his little head?

"The Biggest Douche in the Universe" Knocks John Edwards and Being a Phony

Shirts Off

Success!

"Starvin Marvin in Space" - An Excellent South Park Episode about Missionaries and Truly Helping Others

Our Space

Limits

What Dreams May Come

A New Forum Users Needed! Join NOW!

A Day of Fun at Santa Cruz

It's been a while

Crazy-Messy Youth Group Food Fight

Stuff - UtM & Ijiwaru My Master Plushies

Kyle's first year of preschool

Here's What I Get...

Why use 3500 words when you can get away with 4?