Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Why do all the good shows get canceled?

I have a habit of really liking shows that end up getting the chop. I don't know why. I can trace back this pattern to Max Headroom. It seems that if I really think a show is great the networks yank it. I really like Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip and there is talk that it won't return for another season. Thank goodness for DVD's because I can at least show everyone what they've missed once the show has been 86ed. If you are looking for a "diamond-in-the-rough" kind of show I highly recommend, "Slings and Arrows". It's brilliant. It takes a look at theatre and the conflict of art vs. business. One of the main characters is a ghost. Maybe my taste is off the beaten path a bit, but I don't know much about art, I just know what I like.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Just when I get my act together, the curtain closes.

It always amazes me how I can devote years to over coming an issue and all it takes is one reminder to show me the issue is still a challenge. I try my best to live in the moment, not dwell on the past and be the best person that works for me and no one else. I was doing great until a memory from my past woke up and bit me on my ass. The reason why the memory woke up is that it was never fully put to rest, but I look forward to the day when all the past hurts become past memories. Memories I can look at with out feeling as much of an emotional attachment to them.

Friday, October 20, 2006

I love you more than . . .

This morning I was greeted by my little buddy, Josh who is 2 years old. He said, "I love you more than basketball." If you knew him you would know just how high of a compliment this is. This kid lives for basketball. Most of his t-shirts have basketballs on them. His shoes have basketballs on them. What a wonderful way to start my day. He also says silly things like, "Funky butt lovin'!" and "Crazy monkey head!" The children that I care for all have great personalities. I get random acts of love every day. You can't say that about a lot of jobs. Wouldn't it be funny if you walked up to a co-worker and said, "I love you more than coffee."? With all of the sexual harassment workshops out there, it's best not to try.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006


There are times when I know you have to make lemonade out of lemons, but I am tired of lemons. I am tired of lemonade. I just want water.

Monday, October 16, 2006

My Fair Feathered Friend

I am the proud mommy to three goofy dogs and one silly Green Cheek Conure. My dogs provide the children at my childcare with daily comic relief and affectionate companionship as well as providing me with daily love. My bird, however, has decided that I am her property. Don't get me wrong. She will greet everyone and hop on a willing hand without hesitation, but she knows who mommy is. I had her out of her cage on her birdie play gym, (yes, she's a bit spoiled), and I had to use the bathroom. She squawked up a storm when I left the room. I opened up the bathroom door to be greeted by her. She flew, (or dropped since her wings are clipped), down to the floor, and traveled down a flight of steps to make sure I knew how upset she was that I left her alone for two minuets. Our dogs are afraid of her. She is a bit like me. I am 4' 11" and I have an attitude that is bigger than my height. When she goes near the dogs, they move away from her. She is quiet, except for an occasional temper tantrum and laughing when I laugh. She also says, "Love you." I never thought a bird would have such an amazing personality. As I am typing this she is sitting on my shoulder nuzzled against my neck. It doesn't get any better than this.

Friday, October 13, 2006


Playing a Fairy Godmother I grant thousands of wishes. People wish for their loved ones to return safely from Iraq. I get wishes for money all the time. A lot of people wish for other people to receive what they need or want. My wish is quite simple. I wish that manors where not so antiquated. It amazes me how often I do not hear, “Thank you.” when I gift a person with wish stone. It amazes me how the basic courtesies of, “Please” and “Excuse me” seem to be on the verge of extinction. My wish is that people treat each other with the courtesies that we would like to receive ourselves. What is your wish?

Thursday, October 12, 2006


I have been a child care professional for 14 years. People ask me how I have managed to work with children for that long. I tell them, "The children are easy to work with. The parents are impossible!" Parents are not always right. Parents are not always truthful. I had a parent who wanted me to put their one-year-old on a diet to help get rid of her baby fat faster. I had a parent who told their 6-year-0ld that she needed talent to be in the school talent show. I had a parent who told their child that they were a very costly mistake that they are still paying for. If any of you want to be a parent . . . stop. Think about it. Volunteer in a child care center for a week. If you survive that week and still very much want children, great! If you are like me, you will not have children. Work with children. They're great! But I beg you, don't have a child unless you've really really thought it through. Not because children are impossible . . . parents are.