Did I mention I got a day job? I did! You are now reading the words of an assistant to a montessori elementary class. I'm having a terrific time, etc., but have been regrettably busy "assisting" and what not.
This doesn't mean, of course, that you've lost your full access pass to all things Faiqa.
Here's me being self righteous about world hunger.
From "Children Are Starving in Africa. So, Eat That." on Babble.
“There are children starving in Africa.”
I’m not making this up. That’s exactly what she said.
The kids hadn’t finished their lunches or something. She thought they were being wasteful. With a heart full of beautiful intention, she sought to imbue them with perspective. Instead her words plunged me into a deep state of irritation and anxiety.
There are children starving in Africa.
And then here I am being very un-self righteous. Because consistency is for weenies.
From "Helicopter, Free Range or Honey Boo Boo Parenting? Who Cares" also on Babble.
According to Lenore Skenazy, author of Free-Range Kids, I’m a negative symptom of the stranger danger campaigns of the early and mid-eighties and am hindering my children’s developing self reliance and their independent social maturity. Parents who won’t let their children ride the subway alone or play in Central Park unattended are control freaks — obsessed with their own sense of security rather than their children’s good, don’t you know?
Wait, there's more. Let me tell you about my mutha, Dr. Freud.
"Even thinking about the movie The Exorcist creeps me out. Like, just now, my husband just walked into our room while I was typing this and I almost peed in my pants because I thought it was the devil. I once tried to read The Exorcist, but couldn't finish it. The book makes the movie feel like that episode of "The Cosby Show" when they sang on the staircase and Rudy was all "BAAAABY!!" Which is to say that the movie is a cake walk because every time I finished a page of the book… I almost peed in my pants because I thought the devil was under my bed.
These days I find myself living in a benign, yet twisted version of my own horror movie."
There's even MORE.
"I just wish that I could, like, possess the body of the body of someone who does PR for Mitt Romney. I'd be like, 'So, the good news is that we have a celebrity endorsement. The bad news is that it's Nikki Minaj."
That title makes it sound like creationism and the attempts at revising voter registration are somehow related... which they probably will be if some people have their way.
Anyway, it was good catching up with you.
How are YOU?