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Picture this scenario: I'm sitting in the staff room on my lunch break, looking at blogs on my iPhone. BB sits next to me, reading the paper. Sue is on the other side of me, eating her lunch. I find BB annoying sometimes, because she likes to think she knows better than the Qualifieds in all the other rooms, but the incident has endeared her to me. BB opens the paper to the opinion section and reads the main headline toherself: "Why is WA failing the mentally ill?" To be honest, I expected snark from her. Instead, BB says, mostly to herself but to everyone else as well, "Because for the most part it's an invisible condition which isn't understood by the majority of the population". What have I learned? Don't judge your coworkers. They are full of awesome surprises. This entry was originally posted here. Comment here or over there with Open ID. CommentsTags: activism, disability I feel: determined
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I went with LM and family to Tombstone, a Tex-Mex restaurant in Mt Lawley. I have decided to do a review of it, so that people who like Mexican/Spanish food can try it out if they are so inclined. Restaurant:This restaurant is inaccessible to anyone in a wheelchair. Also, if you have a problem with stairs, not the place to go. The restaurant is up a big flight of stairs. Also, the toilets are down two flights of stairs and around a corridor featuring more stairs. Also, none of the chairs have arms. Lighting is dim, but not dark, and most of the lights are not fluorescent (I think I saw one that was). Font is large, dark on light, so easy to read. Ambient volume of the room is low. There is music in the background, but it's not very loud. Staff are friendly. Pleasant atmosphere. Food:If you like enchiladas, don't eat them. They aren't enchiladas. They're mini burritos. If you like burritos but aren't a big eater, then get the enchiladas. If you don't know the difference, I pity you ;) The food comes in large portions, and is yummy. Very yummy. The spice is actually spicy, so if you're not used to it get it toned down. The mild is spicy, the medium is very spicy and the hot is SPICY!!! Also, everything is covered in cheese. Lots of cheese. Oh, and the guacamole is really good, but not much salt, and also there's chilli powder in it, so it has a kick. Ok, I'm fairly wiped. Have had a busy week followed by a busy weekend. So goodnight all, see you soon with something more insightful. Maybe. Also, bug seems to have skipped me. Yays. This entry was originally posted here. Comment here or over there with Open ID. CommentsI feel: tired
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I was tagged by girlejones so, here goes! Rules: List seven quirky things about you. Then tag seven people. You cannot tag the person who tagged you, or tag "Anyone who wants to". - I have a toe on my left foot that is smaller and in the wrong place - evidence of clubfoot on my mother's side apparently. ( Wanna see? )
- I sometimes start a conversation half-way through, because I was having it silently in my head. Then I have to go back and explain what I mean.
- When talking on the phone, I use deliberately vague language so that the person I'm talking to can understand, but anyone listening in on the conversation can't.
- I used to call myself a "warecat" (yes, with that spelling) and say that I turned into a cat on the new moon
- I only wear a bra when I'm at the childcare centre. Even though I'm there five days a week, I still like saying "I only wear a bra when I have to".
- I started reading adult fiction before young adult fiction. I still love both.
- I get hives from eating peaches or nectarines, especially tinned or juiced. I also can't have asprin or ibuprofen, or any other blood thinners, because they make me dizzy.
I tag: lauredhel, angriest, vidyazhi, logansrogue, mynxii, maevele, skwerlieTags: fake entry I feel: sick
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Heh, as if I needed more.
One night last week, we're lying in bed trying to sleep and I'm holding my forehead. My headache is particularly bad this night and I'm having trouble sleeping.
Next thing I know, LM reaches over and lightly rubs my forehead and temples in a way He knows helps my headaches. It really helped, and I didn't ask Him to. Once again, He just knew what I needed.
Yesterday, on our way back from dinner, we were talking about random things. He tells me that He went to a place called Little Bean for lunch, and wanted water with His lunch. Turns out that this place only had Fuiji Water. He expressed annoyance that this was the only water there, because "the owners of Fuiji Water opress the people there!". So He complained to the people there.
I should note that although I boycott Fuiji Water, this is not a brand we had talked about before. He heard of the unethical business practices and decided to boycott on His own. This, along with His unquestioning* support (and defense of) my Nestlè boycott, proves to me that I have an ethical partner.
*comversation went something like this; Me: I'm boycotting Nestlè LM: Why? Me: *outlines reasons* LM: Ok then. We need to find an alternative to Milo.
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I have a few stories to tell today. Obviously I won't be using any names. But sit back and enjoy! There are two children in the kindy room who are very close friends, and always hanging out together. One is a presumed-male and one is a presumed-female. Let's call them PM and PF. Today they were playing in the home corner with some Barbie dolls. PM asked me to help him put a wedding dress on his Barbie. Once I had finished, he declared the Barbie "Super Woman!!" and started flying her around the room. Pretty soon PF joined him, and they flew their Barbies around the room together, rescuing the other dolls and flying in a magic, flying boat, which was actually the toy plastic sink. Let's look at all the ways this subverts Patriarchy! - A boy playing with a girl! Neither one thinks the other has cooties, and they're both at the age when "girls play with girls and boys play with boys"
- PM wanted to play with the Barbies. He often plays with dolls or Barbies or otherwise in the home corner.
- PM did not pretend that his Barbie was a boy.
- He also very clearly wanted his Barbie to be Super Woman!! not Super Girl. He corrected PF when she called it Super Girl.
- PF playing super hero games and rescuing dolls!
It's mostly PM that I focused on, but I think it's great that he is like this. I've seen many a presumed-female wearing pants and getting dirty, but it's so much rarer to see presumed-males wearing dresses and playing with dolls. But I keep seeing it in my centre, and I encourage it when I can! (I never discourage their play, that is a very big no no) Another thing that happened today was a different presumed-male wanted me to help him try on a dress. This is the same presumed-male I've mentioned before wearing toe-nail polish and playing with a fairy wand. One of the children today decided to throw a block at another child. It hit him in the head, and he had quite a bruise. I grabbed him an ice-pack, and the other carer comforted him while I wrote out the incident report form (I was the one who saw it, so I wrote it out) There were two huge roaches!! I have a phobia of roaches. I didn't scream, but I was shaking a little and had to call for help. I couldn't get near them. Two roaches means we have to spray :( But luckily they weren't nesting roaches, so there won't be a colony anywhere (thank the gods!) Not much reading happened today, which I found disappointing. But the children do love books, so it's not a trend :) Full-time work starts next week!! I am excited and terrified and full of jibbly-worms!! They wriggle in my belleh!! Tags: child care, feminism, today in child care I feel: tired
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