Various before my computer fails again...

I’m not sure if you can hear that sound but it’s my computer coughing and sputtering while I squeal from my perch atop my swivel chair.

Thankfully, Dave, my hero, is under the hood, lauching and downloading and rebooting, etc. etc. , while I squeal yet again and try very hard not to doze off when he lectures on external drives and the importance of backing up. I try to be hip and techno-savvy but it’s so, well, boring.

Really, I’m a middle-age white girl who’s very 1950s when it comes to computers. HONEY? I call, clutching at my neck, It’s doing that thing again.

I’m also very middle-age white when it comes to Hip Hop Abs, my new dvd from Yoga Booty Ballet. I don’t care. I’m down there, shakin’ it every morning. You see, April is not just Autism Awareness Month, it’s also cellulite awareness only I’m not FIGHTING autism and I AM fighting cellulite. I want to make a video called, Cellutite, Every Day but I don’t want to offend anyone. So hard, the not offending, but I don’t feel DESPERATE about autism. It’s not a nightmare. But my butt is.

I’m behind on updating but know this: We had our very first home Passover seder last night. Fluffy helped me make the charoset, pulsing that cuisinart button like a pro. The Passover Seder by Emily Sper a great book for beginners, something Fluffy and I both are. Dave too, I might add, though Jewish. He’s all, seder? huh. I’m happy to report, it was a tremendous success! We washed and dipped and blessed and ate a delicious but frighteningly unhealthy kugel I baked. I reenacted the whole Passover story with wooden dolls and colorful swaths of silk--must haves for the river Nile and The Red Sea. Dave and Fluffy were enraptured. We threw open the door for Elijah and ran through the house searching for the Afikomen and then had traditional Passover pull back car races down the hall. Shalom!

A few things that really deserve their own post:

I read this memoir, A Long Way Gone; Memoirs of a boy soldier, by Ishmael Beah. You must, also.  It’s a compelling and astoundingly moving account of a boy besieged by the civil war in Sierra Leonne and describes, among other things, his time as a child soldier. Triumph of the human spirit doesn’t even capture the devastation and drama and eventual salvation of this boy. I read it straight through with gaping mouth and a pounding heart. I couldn’t even cry, it was so overpowering. Until the end, that is, when I sobbed for ages. Beegu came galomping over with a tissue in her mouth to see what the trouble was. She didn't exactly hand me the tissue but she did interrupt her consumption which was a terrific show of empathy.

And this: We finally watched An Inconvenient Truth. I know, I know. I’m woefully behind the times on this one. But no matter. If you haven’t seen it, rent it immediately. Al Gore is a full-fledged superhero. It’s acutely painful to imagine what this country--no, this world, would be like today had this man been allowed to take the office to WHICH HE WAS ELECTED. To think, we have such a baffoon in office, a guy who was doing jello shots and shooting recklessly into the Texan brush while deliquent from college courses and his OBLIGATIONS IN THE UNITED STATES ARMED FORCES while this man, this passionate, articulate eruidite man, painstakingly brought the issue of our globe’s failing health to the attention of those in a position to do something right, something moral, something profound.

It’s a great film. Brilliant. I cried at the end, too. I felt like the earth was my child who ran into a collosal porcupine. I wanted to hold her in my arms and gently pull out every quill, dap on ointment, bring down the fever, protect, soothe. 

I’m committed to do what I can. Please go here and grab a quill.

We must pull together.

Comments

[Loubouin Shoes]

Your article let I have learned a lot.

[supermom_in_ny]

Amen to that! I tell you one thing, we wouldn't be in Iraq right now. He would be trying to do something about the planet we live in! I still remember that day, I still can't believe what happened.

Oh and I'm totally thinking about getting that video. I saw the infomerical today ...for the first time. I have the same fight on my hands.... :) !

Good to read that Fluffy is progressing nicely. "The Little One" is gaining words regularly. He's not at his age level...yet.

Take care!

[jennifergg]

Oh how I laughed about the fight, the great fight against cellulite. I need some soldiers at my house, maybe the Yoga Bootie is just the thing...

And I watched the Al Gore film and immediately changed all my lightbulbs. I mean, is it really this simple? Why can't we all just do that one small thing?

[drama mama]

Dude, you are brilliant. Cellulite Every Day indeed.

Zoom in on my gelatinous behind, shots of me running in slow motion, writhing on the floor trying to pull on my pants. The camera tight on my husband's face. "It's like this 24 hours a day. There's no getting through to her" as camera cuts back to various shots of me screaming.
Cue ominous music.

No disrespect to the Autism Speaks folks, but I am OVER the fear and on to the love love love - even if it means loving my quivering buttocks.

Ah, what would I do without you and your posts, Kyra?

I am running out the door to buy that book - it's on sale at Starbuck's The Evil Empire That I Cannot Resist, for God's sake.

And that Al Gore? He can't fight the sexy. Brains and compassion. I'd hit it. Anyone else?

[Holly]

Hi I just stumbled across your site and it caught my attention. My Mom in Love works reguarly with families with Autism Spectrum working from a sensory integration perspective. I don't know what you do with your kids or not do but She has a lot of great reasources on her site. www.Janeshook.com
Best wishes

[mothersvox]

YTCMU! (You totally crack me up.) I want to see that video Cellulite Every Day. We gotta a whole lotta cellulite everyday over here too.

Today though, I am, for some reason feeling desperate about autism. Not my usual state of mind, but certainly the state today. Thankfully you cracked me up, and the desperation is leaking out over the cellulite into little puddles that are evaporating next to the radiator that is on even though it is 65 degrees and there is nothing we can do about it because our landlord doesn't put a thermosat into the building, so it's either off or on.

Over here we not only have global warming, we have apartment warming contribuing to the global warming. Sometimes we have to turn on the AC in the middle of winter. It's nuts.

[March Day]

"I don’t feel DESPERATE about autism. It’s not a nightmare. But my butt is."

Oh, I am so echoing you on that statment! When you get that video made, could ya send it my way? My butt needs all the help it can get!