Friday Eve
Sep. 6th, 2007 02:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgTell me something. Inquiring minds wanna know.
Does picking up a dear (but VERY fragile, even at nearly 300 lbs) aunt from the airport, taking her to Hemet and then STAYING OVERNIGHT out there qualify me for Good Daughter status?
Jim's taking a day off. Me, I want Idyllwild on Sunday. I may demand it.
I've booked hotel space. Everything.
Color me a bit bemused. I also got confirmation that Moreno Valley, trying really hard to be Just Like San Diego? There's a new town incorporating on the eastern outskirts. Wait for it.
Rancho Belagio. Shit. You. Not. I about snorted coffee out my nose.
That which will sit between Beaumont, Redlands and Moreno Valley. Yes folks, proof positive that the biggest cash crop out there is dope - which these guys obviously were smoking.
Nothing grows above your knee there. There are badlands Right There - no trees. It was in the hundred twenties over the weekend out there.
Belag-fucking-O. Who the heck are they kidding. Keep the shit on the outside of the boots, okay?
..
The house was a blessed 70 degrees this morning when I left it. I actually turned the fans off. Monday at the same time? 89. Inside. Less than 10 miles from the beach. HOT.
It's much better now. Even a mite chilly.
..
There's nothing like reading some of the blogs dedicated to "Our International Adoption Nightmare" - to convince me I've gotten a good agency fit. You can even read the tax returns on them if you want - and I did. Yes, I now know what the founder of my agency makes a year. I'm good with it.
I also know now why they don't do adoptions from Russia any more. Don't do them from India. Not from Cambodia. Warning folks in the Guatemala programs they may not continue there - and aren't jumping headlong into Nepal or Thailand. And Vietnam? Everything with a fine-tooth comb. And they don't scrimp with the training - you aren't getting a cooing bundle of wonder. You're being placed with a child that has a past. And you may know all of it - or only as much as can be known. Get ready for that.
Here's a couple I stumbled on this morning, just for future reference:
http://fleasbiting.blogspot.com/
http://www.bastardette.blogspot.com/
http://www.bastards.org/
http://www.ethicanet.org/
Want to see a site I really hate?
http://www.adopting.org/
It's very useful - but.
HAY GOT KNOCKED UP? WE CAN HELP - OH YOU WANT TO ADOPT? HAY!
And could it get any more white bread....sheesh.
..
End of an era yesterday. Yup, I got the last check from a class-action suit I was part of from when I was working for Super Shuttle in 1996. When I was working it as a second job, while Cliff was living with his mother in Lake Arrowhead. I worked. She didn't. And he wasn't safe at home alone - you'd hear how I abandoned him, of course.
I worked two jobs, thank you very much. And the second one was such a rip-off, I've been getting payments yearly after a class-action case found in favor of us peons over the payroll equations they used.
I used the money to pay off credit cards. That's why I was working it in the first place.
This last one, though? I want to spend on myself - somehow. It's not a lot, mind. I didn't make a lot at it - mostly about $300 in one dollar bills I put in a coffee can on top of the fridge (it later paid taxi cabs to take Cliff to therapy at Casa Colima in Claremont).
But..on what? I don't wear jewelry - have all the watches I can wear - have already bought enough books to read for the rest of this year. DVDs? Got plenty.
Something that will mean something. Something expressly for ME - that will last.
I don't do this material thing well, I guess.
..
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chowyunsmut has shown me my downfall. Doughboys and they're local. (Better open it using IE, they've got an evil coder for a webmaster that put stuff in that isn't cross-platform compatible. Hiss. It also plays music without asking...double HISS.)
Rice Krispy Pancakes. Oh man.
Does picking up a dear (but VERY fragile, even at nearly 300 lbs) aunt from the airport, taking her to Hemet and then STAYING OVERNIGHT out there qualify me for Good Daughter status?
Jim's taking a day off. Me, I want Idyllwild on Sunday. I may demand it.
I've booked hotel space. Everything.
Color me a bit bemused. I also got confirmation that Moreno Valley, trying really hard to be Just Like San Diego? There's a new town incorporating on the eastern outskirts. Wait for it.
Rancho Belagio. Shit. You. Not. I about snorted coffee out my nose.
That which will sit between Beaumont, Redlands and Moreno Valley. Yes folks, proof positive that the biggest cash crop out there is dope - which these guys obviously were smoking.
Nothing grows above your knee there. There are badlands Right There - no trees. It was in the hundred twenties over the weekend out there.
Belag-fucking-O. Who the heck are they kidding. Keep the shit on the outside of the boots, okay?
..
The house was a blessed 70 degrees this morning when I left it. I actually turned the fans off. Monday at the same time? 89. Inside. Less than 10 miles from the beach. HOT.
It's much better now. Even a mite chilly.
..
There's nothing like reading some of the blogs dedicated to "Our International Adoption Nightmare" - to convince me I've gotten a good agency fit. You can even read the tax returns on them if you want - and I did. Yes, I now know what the founder of my agency makes a year. I'm good with it.
I also know now why they don't do adoptions from Russia any more. Don't do them from India. Not from Cambodia. Warning folks in the Guatemala programs they may not continue there - and aren't jumping headlong into Nepal or Thailand. And Vietnam? Everything with a fine-tooth comb. And they don't scrimp with the training - you aren't getting a cooing bundle of wonder. You're being placed with a child that has a past. And you may know all of it - or only as much as can be known. Get ready for that.
Here's a couple I stumbled on this morning, just for future reference:
http://fleasbiting.blogspot.com/
http://www.bastardette.blogspot.com/
http://www.bastards.org/
http://www.ethicanet.org/
Want to see a site I really hate?
http://www.adopting.org/
It's very useful - but.
HAY GOT KNOCKED UP? WE CAN HELP - OH YOU WANT TO ADOPT? HAY!
And could it get any more white bread....sheesh.
..
End of an era yesterday. Yup, I got the last check from a class-action suit I was part of from when I was working for Super Shuttle in 1996. When I was working it as a second job, while Cliff was living with his mother in Lake Arrowhead. I worked. She didn't. And he wasn't safe at home alone - you'd hear how I abandoned him, of course.
I worked two jobs, thank you very much. And the second one was such a rip-off, I've been getting payments yearly after a class-action case found in favor of us peons over the payroll equations they used.
I used the money to pay off credit cards. That's why I was working it in the first place.
This last one, though? I want to spend on myself - somehow. It's not a lot, mind. I didn't make a lot at it - mostly about $300 in one dollar bills I put in a coffee can on top of the fridge (it later paid taxi cabs to take Cliff to therapy at Casa Colima in Claremont).
But..on what? I don't wear jewelry - have all the watches I can wear - have already bought enough books to read for the rest of this year. DVDs? Got plenty.
Something that will mean something. Something expressly for ME - that will last.
I don't do this material thing well, I guess.
..
chowyunsmut has shown me my downfall. Doughboys and they're local. (Better open it using IE, they've got an evil coder for a webmaster that put stuff in that isn't cross-platform compatible. Hiss. It also plays music without asking...double HISS.)Rice Krispy Pancakes. Oh man.
