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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEGSXk5fip7ImA9WxBSFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200</id><updated>2009-12-22T09:53:48.726-05:00</updated><title>Aspiring to Ordinary</title><subtitle type="html">&lt;center&gt;I haven't even come close to doing something of famous proportions. I'm just an ordinary person with a relatively ordinary life. But I never agreed to be destined to an ordinary life.  The problem is I don't know how to live a successfully ordinary life.&lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AspiringToOrdinary" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUHQXo4eSp7ImA9WxRQE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-2669654820135263965</id><published>2008-10-06T11:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:50:30.431-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-06T11:50:30.431-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness creed" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aaron Cooper" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Alvin Rosenfeld" /><title>Is Happiness Overrated?</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's become almost a cultural mantra. Ask parents what they want for their children and the answer is almost universally the same: I just want them to be happy. For most of us it begins even before our children are born. How many times have you heard expectant parents say they don't care whether the baby is a boy or a girl as long as it's happy and healthy? Hoping for a healthy child is reasonable but some experts say you should re-think your pledge for your child's total happiness. Apparently, it's overrated.&lt;/p&gt; Is happiness harmful? It seems ridiculous to consider the idea. After all, none of us want our children to struggle with friendships or have to deal with the other difficulties of life. Isn't it our job to make sure they don't have to deal with these troublesome things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.education.com/magazine/article/Happiness_Overrated/?cid=70.100"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://digg.com/educational/Is_Happiness_Overrated_3"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-2669654820135263965?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/2669654820135263965/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=2669654820135263965" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/2669654820135263965?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/2669654820135263965?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-happiness-overrated.html" title="Is Happiness Overrated?" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYASXk4fip7ImA9WxRQEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-3193909176793227897</id><published>2008-10-03T07:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:22:28.736-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-03T09:22:28.736-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="queen bee" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="social networking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cliques" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teaching children by example" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="playground" /><title>Lost on the Playground: Dealing With "Queen Bee"</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; The kids race off, chasing dandelion fluff and each other, while I stand in the middle of the playground. Backpack slung over one shoulder, water bottle dangling from my hand, I'm confused, squinting in the sunlight, not quite sure where to go. The trouble is I don't really fit in. I try, but my timing is always a little off, my interests not the same, my clothes not exactly right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    Yeah, I hear you when you say you've heard it before, that you know the story. Find your niche, you advise. You don't have to be like the others, it will be okay, you're aching to say in reassurance. Everybody has a hard time finding their place, but in the end we all find a group of friends to chase dandelion fluff with, you tell me with a knowing smile.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    It's all great advice. Hackneyed and a little clichéd, perhaps, but great advice nonetheless.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;For a kid.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; But I'm not a kid. I'm thirty-four years old. The backpack slung over my shoulder was shoved at me by my six-year-old as he ran off to play Star Wars with his friends. The water bottle is his. The social awkwardness? That's all mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    I'm not the only mother on the playground, of course. There's a cluster here and a cluster there, all literally circled around the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Queen Bee&lt;/span&gt;. We all know the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Queen Bee&lt;/span&gt;, right? She's a little older than the impressionable first-time mothers and uses that to her advantage. She's dressed in expensive casual and her make-up is just so. She knows everybody's name (well, at least the names &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;worth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; knowing) and all the children's names. They spill from her lips drenched in the lightest taste of gossip and Knowledge with a capital K, so that the worker bees know she's paying attention. After all, that's important, isn't it? If the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Queen&lt;/span&gt; doesn't know what's going on with your child, how will you ever stop circling the hive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    It's amazes me that ten, fifteen, twenty years out of high school people are still playing the silly little clique game. At this point, though, it's beyond silly--it's almost dangerous. What are those kids learning? That it's okay to exclude people who don't live up to your standards. That it's fine to make others feel left out. That there are some people more worthy of your attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    Well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Queen Bee&lt;/span&gt;, I say "Check out the precedent you are setting and buzz off!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-3193909176793227897?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/3193909176793227897/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=3193909176793227897" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/3193909176793227897?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/3193909176793227897?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/10/lost-on-playground-dealing-with-queen.html" title="Lost on the Playground: Dealing With &quot;Queen Bee&quot;" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcGQnw6fSp7ImA9WxRRF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-2327755575160825156</id><published>2008-09-29T10:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:53:43.215-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-29T10:53:43.215-04:00</app:edited><title>To Vaccinate or Not to Vaccinate?</title><content type="html">If you think the only question being argued is "to vaccinate or not to vaccinate," you're mistaken. In fact, there are a number of questions being raised; those about a parent's right to choose what's right for her child, those about informed consent and those about the ethics of government-mandated vaccination programs.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.education.com/magazine/article/Vaccinate_Not_Vaccinate/?cid=70.100'&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://digg.com/educational/To_Vaccinate_or_Not_to_Vaccinate_3'&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-2327755575160825156?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/2327755575160825156/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=2327755575160825156" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/2327755575160825156?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/2327755575160825156?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-vaccinate-or-not-to-vaccinate.html" title="To Vaccinate or Not to Vaccinate?" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EERXg_eip7ImA9WxRRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-4481114182451722336</id><published>2008-09-26T09:30:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:33:24.642-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-26T10:33:24.642-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="social networking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="idiot" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="LinkedIn" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="twittering idiot" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Twitter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moron" /><title>I'm a Twittering Idiot (or just an idiot?)</title><content type="html">Okay, so I finally did it. I broke down and joined Twitter. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AmandaMorin"&gt;(follow me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AmandaMorin"&gt;?&lt;/a&gt; please? It's lonely...) I've whined and resisted, both privately and&lt;a href="http://ruby.about.com/b/2008/09/23/presently-ill-have-to-learn-to-twitter.htm"&gt; publicly&lt;/a&gt; on my About.com site about my fear of Twitter and other social networking sites, but have decided it's a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is this: I'm a Twittering  idiot.  Yes, it makes for a good pun--two of them actually since with a last name like Morin I can easily also become a Twittering Morin as opposed to moron--but it's also true. I have NO IDEA how to use the blasted site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I get people to follow me? Can I invite them the same way I can on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LinkedIn&lt;/span&gt;? What kinds of updates am I supposed to post and when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dumb-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dumb's&lt;/span&gt; Guide to Twitter&lt;/span&gt; out there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-4481114182451722336?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/4481114182451722336/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=4481114182451722336" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/4481114182451722336?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/4481114182451722336?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-twittering-idiot-or-just-idiot.html" title="I'm a Twittering Idiot (or just an idiot?)" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUNQX84eSp7ImA9WxRREE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-5613664982272887583</id><published>2008-09-21T14:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:38:10.131-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-21T14:38:10.131-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness creed" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anecdotes child-rearing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting stories" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aaron Cooper" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="child-oriented" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Alvin Rosenfeld" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="overindulgence" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="raising kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jean Ilsley Clarke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hyper-parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="professional parent" /><title>Call For Parenting Stories: Are you a Professional Parent?</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; I am looking to have conversations with parents or hear anecdotes of child-rearing in our increasingly child-oriented society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;There are more and more professional parents out there.  Not parents who happen to be professionals, too, but professional &lt;i&gt;parents. &lt;/i&gt;Women (primarily) whose life's ambition is to be the "best" mother and have the "best" kids who have the "right" friends, participate in the "best" activities and have perfectly planned lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a variety of conversations with professionals around the concepts of this type of child-centered parenting. Dr. Alvin Rosenfeld calls it "hyper-parenting," Dr. Aaron Cooper calls it "The Happiness Creed," and Dr. Jean Ilsley Clarke calls it "overindulgence." Whatever you call this phenomenon, I'm putting together an in-depth work regarding it, how it's affecting children's resiliency and, to a degree, their ability to become integrated members of society as they come into adulthood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; But more than that, I want to know how it's affecting parents:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ul  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is their happiness scarified? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Or are parents finding happiness as a professional parent? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What happens to the parent who eschews the idea that her job is to put her child first at all cost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; I want to know what people think of the prevailing attitude that no child is average, that all children can excel at anything they set their mind to and that it's a parent's responsibility to provide the opportunity to explore as many activities as possible? Have parents found this to be encouraging to their children or have some children been overwhelmed by this vast array of choices? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Please know that all replies will be held in confidence, will not be shared and will not be used without your permission.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I will be happy to provide links to articles I have written about parenting to anyone who requests them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;Please&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;a title="Send Your Story" href="mailto:myparentingstory@gmail.com" id="vv-j"&gt;contact Amanda&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; at: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a title="Email" href="mailto:myparentingstory@gmail.com" id="ys3v"&gt;myparentingstory@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: This request for information and any details contained herein are considered to be property of the requester. This document, whether in its entirety or excerpts therein may not be re-distributed without permission. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-5613664982272887583?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/5613664982272887583/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=5613664982272887583" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/5613664982272887583?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/5613664982272887583?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/09/call-for-parenting-stories-are-you.html" title="Call For Parenting Stories: Are you a Professional Parent?" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYBSXo9fSp7ImA9WxRSFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-7141454503500431784</id><published>2008-09-17T16:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T16:25:58.465-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-17T16:25:58.465-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="olive oil" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="get rid" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="treat" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="super lice" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lice" /><title>Treating "Super Lice"</title><content type="html">There have been&lt;a href="http://news.google.com/news?source=ig&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rlz=&amp;amp;=&amp;amp;q=super%20lice&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wn"&gt; numerous articles&lt;/a&gt; lately about a new, Nix-resistant strain of lice running rampant through schools. They're being called "super lice." It's really not a surprise that these buggers are resisting the chemical products; like any other vermin  (including microscopic ones: think MRSA) lice will adapt to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are remedies that work, as I found out last year when my middle-schooler contracted lice for the first time ever. Was I grossed out? Sure, incredibly so. But, the shampoos didn't work. What did? An old-fashioned remedy suggested by the school nurse. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Olive oil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes sense, I suppose. Lice have been around since the biblicial times and they didn't have pesticides and pediculide-containing products back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's what worked for us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Saturate your child's dry hair and  scalp with olive oil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pile her hair on top of her head and cover with a shower cap, which you should leave on no less than 3 hours and up to 8 hours. The longer you leave the cap on, the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Position a chair near a bright light and have a  bowl of warm, soapy water to have nearby. You'll need it to swish the lice comb between combings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Remove the shower cap and separate hair into four sections. We found using bobby pins to separate each of those sections into 1- to 2-inch locks of hair was helpful.  (Twist each lock  like a rope so you can loop the "rope" over and pin it to the scalp once it's been combed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Use a metal lice comb to comb each section of hair. Hold the lock out straight and comb from the scalp to the end of the hair. Swish the comb in the soapy water to remove any dead lice or nits and keep going until all the hair has been combed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wash  hair with dish detergent to remove the olive oil, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;without wetting it first&lt;/span&gt;. Then shampoo with regular shampoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;      Dry with a hair dryer, starting at the scalp and working outward. The heat of the hair dryer will help to kill any remaining lice and  blow away some of the empty nit casings. Then use the lice comb one more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Most importantly, repeat very 3 to 4 days for at least 2 weeks. It's the only way to make sure you've caught all the lice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck! And know this is not a cleanliness issue, nor anything to be ashamed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Image"&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-7141454503500431784?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/7141454503500431784/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=7141454503500431784" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/7141454503500431784?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/7141454503500431784?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/09/treating-super-lice.html" title="Treating &quot;Super Lice&quot;" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IFRns4eSp7ImA9WxRSFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-6682713686050652809</id><published>2008-09-15T13:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:25:17.531-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-15T13:25:17.531-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mad genius" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mental illness" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creativity" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bipolar disorder" /><title>Pondering Mad Genius: The Beyonds of Life</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Since I heard the news of David Foster Wallace's death, I've been thinking a lot about the connection between creativity and mental illness or the "mad genius" by which it is so  often referred. It makes me wonder about the "beyonds of my life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most days I am fine. Well, that’s probably an exaggeration. Most days I am okay. I function well as a professional, as a mother and as a wife. Those are the good days, the days I don’t have to actually think about propelling myself forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other days are harder. Those are the days when I wake up dreading the day, not certain how I am going to slog my way through the sludgy tiredness of my own mind. Those are the days I resort to living I hours, minutes, even seconds sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I can make it to lunch I will be halfway there&lt;/span&gt;, I tell myself. Or, if the mind-numbing, limb-deadening, inexplicable sadness is just unbearable: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just the shower, just stand up and take a shower&lt;/span&gt;, I promise myself. Of course, somewhere in my foggy mind I know there will always be something I have to face beyond the shower, beyond lunch, beyond…the beyonds of my life never seem to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One such day sticks in my mind and knifes in my heart. Well, maybe not so much a day as an episode. A paralyzing episode of sadness and despair so deep and mysterious that I find myself propped on the floor of my daughter’s bedroom, my back to her bed, tears leaking from my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama, are you sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; She asks me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; I can barely form the words on my weary lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know. No reason really. It’s not you or your brother. It’s nothing, my body, my brain…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Faltering, not sure how to explain further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama, did you take your medicine today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; asks my wise, then not-yet-nine-years old daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medicine. A lifetime of daily doses of antidepressants, mood stabilizers and anti-anxiety pills that work fine most of the time. Medicine that I explain to my daughter and later on, perhaps, to my son, as providing my body with chemicals which my brain does not do on its own. A simplistic and perhaps inaccurate explanation. It is the best I can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medicine that, unlike generations before me, I do not have to hide in shame, do not have to, in fact, should not, explain away as nothing to my children. Because, although I hope against hope that my children escape this legacy, it is very possible that they, too, may need to take such medicine for this disease. Bipolar disease, my genetic legacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I cannot avoid passing this disease on to them I have vowed that I can at least be vigilant in recognizing its earliest tentacles taking hold. I watch my daughter, holding my breath with every mood swing, my ears perking up at the smallest suggestion that she finds her body image unacceptable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Is she okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; I wonder, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Is this normal? Should I worry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-6682713686050652809?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/6682713686050652809/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=6682713686050652809" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/6682713686050652809?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/6682713686050652809?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/09/pondering-mad-genius-beyonds-of-life.html" title="Pondering Mad Genius: The Beyonds of Life" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08FRHc8eSp7ImA9WxRSFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-893281550473494177</id><published>2008-09-15T10:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:43:35.971-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-15T10:43:35.971-04:00</app:edited><title>Building Generational Bonds</title><content type="html">Grandma and Grandpa, Grammy and Grampy, Mimi and Poppa ... Whatever your kids call their grandparents, they probably know that these people are Mom and Dad's parents. But do they know that they're people with interests of their own, with histories and great stories to tell?  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.education.com/magazine/article/Building_Generational_Bonds/'&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://digg.com/educational/Building_Generational_Bonds'&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-893281550473494177?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/893281550473494177/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=893281550473494177" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/893281550473494177?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/893281550473494177?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/09/building-generational-bonds.html" title="Building Generational Bonds" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UHQnY-cSp7ImA9WxRTGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-3093833121120903748</id><published>2008-09-09T10:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T10:07:13.859-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-09T10:07:13.859-04:00</app:edited><title>The Art of Apology</title><content type="html">"But I didn't mean to do it" or "she did it first." How many times have you heard your child say these words? Probably too many times to count. You've probably even followed up with your own insistent words: "Say you're sorry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apology really is an art and like any other art form, good training is needed. Many adults aren't able to apologize. They hedge, they mumble, they try to say "sorry" with actions instead of words. Should we expect anything more from our children? Yes. We should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.education.com/magazine/article/Art_of_Apology/"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://digg.com/educational/The_Art_of_Apology"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-3093833121120903748?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/3093833121120903748/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=3093833121120903748" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/3093833121120903748?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/3093833121120903748?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/09/art-of-apology.html" title="The Art of Apology" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMHRn4_eCp7ImA9WxRTEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-1283871854224563604</id><published>2008-08-29T15:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:17:17.040-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-29T15:17:17.040-04:00</app:edited><title>10 Bad Freelance Writing Habits You Need to Break</title><content type="html">Procrastination, accepting too many projects, poor communication...these are just a few of the bad habits most freelancers are guilty of at one time or another.  Deborah Ng over at &lt;a href="http://www.freelancewritinggigs.com/"&gt;Freelance Writing Jobs&lt;/a&gt; takes a look at these habits and how they can affect your career.  It's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; worthy read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freelancewritinggigs.com/2008/08/29/10-bad-freelance-writing-habits-you-need-to-break/"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://digg.com/business_finance/10_Bad_Freelance_Writing_Habits_You_Need_to_Break"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-1283871854224563604?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/1283871854224563604/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=1283871854224563604" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/1283871854224563604?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/1283871854224563604?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/08/10-bad-freelance-writing-habits-you.html" title="10 Bad Freelance Writing Habits You Need to Break" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4AR3s4fCp7ImA9WxdaF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-4392343887294061835</id><published>2008-08-26T08:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T08:32:26.534-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-26T08:32:26.534-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="social networking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="freelance writer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="LinkedIn" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="google groups" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Twitter" /><title>Is Social Networking Inevitable?</title><content type="html">Yesterday I was invited to join a new Google Group for freelance writers (and possibly editors--that's in debate). From what I can tell so far, there are a number of incredibly successful, driven and interesting people as members,  all of whom have a lot to offer. It got me to thinking, though. Is social networking an inevitable necessity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inadequacy versus Inexperience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm always fraught with anxiety when I join a new social networking group or add a new contact to my &lt;a href="http://www.linkedin.com/in/amandamorin"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LinkedIn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;account, because all of these people&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; are&lt;/span&gt; so successful. I start wondering "Where do I fit in to this?"  "Why am I worthy of being a part of this group of well-placed people?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've come to realize I'm mistaking inexperience with inadequacy. It's not that I'm not worthy, it's that I'm in different point in my career. Just starting out and building a publication base doesn't mean that you don't have anything to offer in a social networking situation, it means you have a different perspective. You may learn more than you offer at first. That's okay. To use a well-worn cliche, everyone had to start out somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fake It Till You Make It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But--and this is a big one--if you believe you're inadequate, other people will believe it, too. So you don't have an agent or a publisher. So you've only written in your basement or your living room and are just getting up the courage to make some submissions. So your work is mostly published online. It doesn't matter.  Even if you don't feel on equal footing, pretend that you are. That feeling of belonging will sneak up on you and, before you know it, you'll actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be &lt;/span&gt;the person whose role you have assumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Social Networking is Necessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The bottom line is you need to meet other people who do what you do. Especially if you're a freelance writer working from home. I work with oodles of other writers and editors via the Internet and wouldn't recognize them in person if my life depended on it. Of course, if they corrected and re-wrote the ransom note, I'd know them by style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working by yourself can be both alienating and frustrating. Knowing there are other people doing what you do, struggling as you struggle and looking for just the right character trait for Madame X is a relief.  Don't worry about the rest. Join the group, create a profile, ask lots of questions and make no excuses for yourself.  If it's inevitable you may as well get the most out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-4392343887294061835?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/4392343887294061835/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=4392343887294061835" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/4392343887294061835?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/4392343887294061835?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-social-networking-inevitable.html" title="Is Social Networking Inevitable?" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMARn05eSp7ImA9WxdaFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-6961691053247262276</id><published>2008-08-25T16:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T16:34:07.321-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-25T16:34:07.321-04:00</app:edited><title>The Benefits of Under-Scheduling Your Child</title><content type="html">It starts off innocently enough. Maybe your child wants to join an after-school sports team or play the piano. Maybe you think he would benefit from some extra tutoring or by learning a new language. Before you know it, his schedule is jam-packed with "extras" and he is one incredibly over-scheduled child.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.education.com/magazine/article/Benefits_Underscheduling_Child/'&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://digg.com/educational/The_Benefits_of_Under_Scheduling_Your_Child'&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-6961691053247262276?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/6961691053247262276/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=6961691053247262276" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/6961691053247262276?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/6961691053247262276?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/08/benefits-of-under-scheduling-your-child.html" title="The Benefits of Under-Scheduling Your Child" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUGRHw8eSp7ImA9WxdQEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-4375511797309808658</id><published>2008-06-11T07:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T07:37:05.271-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-11T07:37:05.271-04:00</app:edited><title>When Is Poor Punctuation Okay?</title><content type="html">"It wz d best of tImz, it wz d worst of tImz, it wz d age of wisdom, it wz d age of foolishness." If Charles Dickens' classic first line had read like this, it's unlikely that many people would still know who he is. And Winnie-the-Pooh wouldn't be quite the same as if  he was "comin downstairs nw, bump, bump, bump, on d bak of Hs hed, Bhind Christopher Robin." &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.education.com/magazine/article/Punctuation/?page=2'&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://digg.com/educational/When_Is_Poor_Punctuation_Okay'&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-4375511797309808658?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/4375511797309808658/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=4375511797309808658" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/4375511797309808658?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/4375511797309808658?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-is-poor-punctuation-okay.html" title="When Is Poor Punctuation Okay?" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcASHo7fyp7ImA9WxdRFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-7918611751493055479</id><published>2008-06-04T06:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T06:57:29.407-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-04T06:57:29.407-04:00</app:edited><title>Teen Writing Skills in a Tech World</title><content type="html">Despite opinions to the contrary, our chat-enabled, Internet-savvy, IM-happy teens are continuing to master the “basic” writing skills they needed to coherently convey information (without acronyms or emoticons!). In fact, the average score on the writing component of the assessment has increased for both 8th and 12th graders...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.education.com/magazine/article/Teen_Writing_Skills_Tech_World/?page=3'&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://digg.com/educational/Teen_Writing_Skills_in_a_Tech_World'&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-7918611751493055479?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/7918611751493055479/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=7918611751493055479" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/7918611751493055479?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/7918611751493055479?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/06/teen-writing-skills-in-tech-world.html" title="Teen Writing Skills in a Tech World" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4NSHw6eip7ImA9WxdRFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-4598707956720716984</id><published>2008-06-03T16:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T16:13:19.212-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-03T16:13:19.212-04:00</app:edited><title>Co-Parenting After Divorce</title><content type="html">To some it's a slippery slope. Why single out divorced parents for parent education when there are plenty of intact couples who could benefit from learning parenting skills? To others it makes perfect sense: if a couple can't get along well enough to stay married, how can they be expected to communicate well enough to co-parent children?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.education.com/magazine/article/Co_Parenting_Divorce/'&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://digg.com/educational/Co_Parenting_After_Divorce'&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-4598707956720716984?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/4598707956720716984/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=4598707956720716984" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/4598707956720716984?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/4598707956720716984?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/06/co-parenting-after-divorce.html" title="Co-Parenting After Divorce" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4HRHY6fyp7ImA9WxdREEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-8376459997850417650</id><published>2008-05-29T09:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T09:32:15.817-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-29T09:32:15.817-04:00</app:edited><title>Emo and Goth: What's It All About</title><content type="html">It started with angst-ridden, poetic music. Then came the black clothes. And what is up with the dyed hair, asymmetrical haircut and theatrical makeup? Call it Goth, call it Emo, call it whatever you want--it doesn't matter. Teenagers attempting to ... &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.education.com/magazine/article/Emo_and_Goth_Whats_All_About/'&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://digg.com/people/Emo_and_Goth_What_s_It_All_About'&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-8376459997850417650?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/8376459997850417650/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=8376459997850417650" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/8376459997850417650?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/8376459997850417650?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/05/emo-and-goth-what-it-all-about.html" title="Emo and Goth: What&amp;#39;s It All About" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIMQn0zcCp7ImA9WxdREE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-8169055418128280860</id><published>2008-05-28T16:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T16:46:23.388-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-28T16:46:23.388-04:00</app:edited><title>Raising Sci-Fi Kids</title><content type="html">Today's post will be brief and self-indulgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently wrote an article for Education.com called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.education.com/magazine/article/SciFi_Kid/"&gt;Raising a Sci-Fi Kid&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;not in any small part due to the fact that our house is full of Sci-Fi ideas and innovations.   I was really pleased with the way the piece turned out and had a lot of fun chatting with some really hardcore science fiction fans and researchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.education.com/magazine/article/SciFi_Kid/"&gt;Check out the article&lt;/a&gt; if you get a chance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-8169055418128280860?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/8169055418128280860/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=8169055418128280860" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/8169055418128280860?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/8169055418128280860?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/05/raising-sci-fi-kids.html" title="Raising Sci-Fi Kids" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkADQ38yfip7ImA9WxdSE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-6551978474489517476</id><published>2008-05-21T15:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T15:39:32.196-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-21T15:39:32.196-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rent home" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="west africa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Craigslist" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fraud" /><title>Update on West Africa House for Rent Scam</title><content type="html">Wow! Since I wrote the&lt;a href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/01/beware-of-west-africa-house-for-rent.html"&gt; original post &lt;/a&gt;about the house for rent scam that seems to originate in West Africa and proliferate on Craigslist, I've gotten a huge response from people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people are getting similar emails about great sounding houses. And so many people are being smart! They're Googling the email and have hit this site before shelling out any money. That's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The update on this house renting scam is that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; it's still going strong.&lt;/span&gt; And going smart, too. Apparently the scammers are clever enough to search real estate websites, grab some pictures and descriptions and use that information with the address. That way if you drive by the home, it looks authentic and probably has a real estate sign outside of it.   In fact, I discovered after the fact that "my" original scammer had set up an email address using the name of the listing realtor so it would match the name on the sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I reiterate: RENTER BEWARE.  If it sounds too good to be true, you're asked to wire a deposit and/or provide a whole lot of info via email, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;trust your instincts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day, I responded to another listing on Craigslist for a house in my area and got this email back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hello dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It is a great pleasure that to you are interested in my house.Thanks for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;your email and it is my gladness to hear from you.I am debbie   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  i am the owner of the house you are making enquiry of. Actually I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;resided in the house with my family,such as my wife and my only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;daugther before and presently we had packed due to my transfer from my working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; place and now situated in the (West Africa Nigeria) and presently my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; s  still available for rent $1200 including the utilities like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; hydro,washerand security,it is furnised.Moreso Now, i went for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Crusade in  the West Africa .Pls i want you to note that,i am a kind and honest man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and also i spent alot on my property that i want to give you for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; rent,so i will solicit for your absolute mentenance of this house and want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; to treat it as your  own,is that taken,it is not the money the main&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; problem  but want you to keep it tidy all the time so that i will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; glad   to see it neat when i come for a check up.i do that once in a while.I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;also want you to let me have trust in you as i always stand on my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SO IF YOU ARE REALY INTRESTED I WILL WANT YOU TO FILL THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;RENTAPPLICATIONS FORMS BELOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;RENT APPLICATION FORM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Also,Pls let me get this answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1)Your Full Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;2)Your Full Address &amp;amp; Phone Number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;3)How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;4)Are you married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;5)How many people will be living in the house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;6)Do you have a pet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;7)Do you have a car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;8)Occupation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Looking forward to hear from yo u with all this details so that i can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;have it in my file incase of issuing the receipt for you and contacting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Await your urgent reply so that we can  discuss on how to get the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;document and the key to you,please we are giving you all this base on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and again i will want you to stick to your words,you know that,we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; see yet and only putting everything into Gods hand,so please do not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  let us down in this our property and God bless you more as you do this.you call my cell phone number +234-808-811-5817 oR 234-011-808-811-5817.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Thanks and you are welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-6551978474489517476?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/6551978474489517476/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=6551978474489517476" title="96 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/6551978474489517476?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/6551978474489517476?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-on-west-africa-house-for-rent.html" title="Update on West Africa House for Rent Scam" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">96</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EBQXY4cSp7ImA9WxdSE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-7144066387662998968</id><published>2008-05-21T08:32:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T09:14:10.839-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-21T09:14:10.839-04:00</app:edited><title>Continuing the Conversation: Average vs. Special Kids</title><content type="html">I thought I would continue the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Where do we go from here?&lt;/span&gt;" conversation this morning with a focus on society's obsession with the absolute need for every child to be above average.  (After all, child development is where the bulk of my training lies.)  Again, I turn to T-Ball as an example of my concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, during a 1 hour practice the kids got up to bat maybe twice and had minimal catching practice. The instructors spent more time lining them up, praising them profusely and "encouraging" (read: insisting)  them to all "cheer for all your friends" that the time for skill-acquisition was reduced to about 20 minutes.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are not all "friends." &lt;/span&gt;This is a group of about 30 kids who barely know each other and have been placed in the same group. And the reality is they probably wouldn't all be friends anyway. This insistence upon everybody being friends  is a very unrealistic way to teach children about the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody has to be average. &lt;/span&gt;Not all kids can be above average in everything they do. Cheering them on and telling them they're great at everything they do merely diminishes true praise when it's given appropriately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all children are "special" in the gifted sense of the word and some kids are sincerely living up to their potential. And there's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing wrong with that&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, if you look at the Bell Curve of IQ (intelligence quotient) the vast majority of the  population falls squarely in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pzMxtpuMgeQ/SDQdz62x4lI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1Alb1xeWnQ8/s1600-h/iq_bell_curve.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 204px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pzMxtpuMgeQ/SDQdz62x4lI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1Alb1xeWnQ8/s320/iq_bell_curve.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202816247329317458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certainly some people above the mean, but there are also people below the mean. If we try to make all of our children be above the mean, all we are doing is shifting the Bell Curve over and creating stressed-out children who will never live up to our expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go back to T-Ball, the instructors' insistence that all the children be cheered on, assured they were "special" and made to feel good actually ended up costing them the chance to practice skills that might help to make them more competent overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ask you this: Are we hurting our children by telling them they can excel at everything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-7144066387662998968?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/7144066387662998968/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=7144066387662998968" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/7144066387662998968?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/7144066387662998968?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/05/continuing-conversation-average-vs.html" title="Continuing the Conversation: Average vs. Special Kids" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pzMxtpuMgeQ/SDQdz62x4lI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1Alb1xeWnQ8/s72-c/iq_bell_curve.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IBQ3g_eip7ImA9WxdTGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-3437974603711874573</id><published>2008-05-16T10:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:25:52.642-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-16T11:25:52.642-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="disenfranchised" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kiki Weingarten" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aaron Cooper" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="state of the world" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jean Ilsley Clarke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="privacy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="soccer moms" /><title>Living in a Fast Food World</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Recently I've been disenfranchised.  I'm watching the world around me change more quickly than I ever thought it would and wonder: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Where do we go from here? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just about paying nearly $4 /gallon for gas and more than that for a gallon of milk. It's not just about worrying about how we can make the same amount of money and have to pay so much more to live and eat. In fact, I worry less about our family and more about others, those who don't have enough to make it through these times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;What happened to privacy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  It's about things like MySpace and FaceBook and iPods and "soccer moms."  My tween leaves for school in the morning and we argue over whether or not she can take her iPod with her and whether she needs to turn her cell phone on for the walk to school.  Everything is so extreme in our world and everybody has a sense of being on display.  And they are! You never know who ends up on YouTube or the latest reality show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;What happened to discretion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; There are naked people on my television during prime time and commercials using insults like "dillweed."   It's a constant battle to find clothing that covers my tween semi-modestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;What happened to self-identity and giving our children the tools to plan their own lives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I go to T-Ball practice with my 5-year-old and I am surrounded by professional mothers.  Not mothers who happen to be professionals, too, but professional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;mothers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Women whose life's ambition is to be the "best" mother and have the "best" kids who have the "right" friends, participate in the "best" activities and have perfectly planned lives. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not the only one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know I'm not the only person who worries about these things. I've had some wonderful conversations lately with a lot of very interesting people, a lot of very intelligent people, a lot of very accomplished people, all of whom feel the same way. They all express it differently, but we're all concerned about the society we've created. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Who else is feeling this disenfranchisement?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well,  my husband for one. We spend way too much time pondering what life will be like for our children as they grow up with a generation of non-resilient children without any idea of limit-setting or responsibility&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. Aaron Cooper&lt;/span&gt;, a clinical psychologist with the Family Institute at Northwestern University recently shared with me the concerns that led him to write the book &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%22I%20Just%20Want%20My%20Kids%20To%20Be%20Happy:%20Why%20You%20Shouldn%C3%A2%C2%80%C2%99t%20Say%20It,%20Why%20You%20Shouldn%C3%A2%C2%80%C2%99t%20Think%20It,%20What%20You%20Should%20Embrace%20Instead,%22"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"I Just  Want My Kids To Be Happy: Why You Shouldn’t Say It, Why You Shouldn’t  Think It, What You Should Embrace Instead."   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His feeling is "that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this widespread devotion to kids' happiness" is a huge problem.   He goes on to say,  "More and more research and anecdotal stories point to a generation of young adults suffering as a result of their parents' turning into the Happiness Police, shielding the kids from the ordinary moments of childhood/adolescent adversity that build resilience, emotional heartiness, etc."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="georgia"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. Jean Illsley Clark,&lt;/span&gt; whom I had the pleasure to interview about child disciplinary techniques, sent me a copy of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; her &lt;/span&gt;book &lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.overindulgence.info/AboutTheBook.htm"&gt;How Much Is  Enough?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;which details the research she and her colleagues at the &lt;a href="http://www.overindulgence.info/"&gt;Overindulgence Project &lt;/a&gt;have done. It talks, again, about resiliency in children and how giving them too much, whether it be material or attention is creating adults who are unable to function well in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rebecca (Kiki) Weingarten, &lt;/span&gt;Co-Founder of  &lt;a href="http://www.dailylifeconsulting.com/"&gt;Daily Life Consulting&lt;/a&gt; and I spoke a little bit about "Baby Planners" this morning and how the concept of the delegating responsibility of hiring a nanny and even choosing your child's name is (at the very least) odd, and, truthfully a little horrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;What's my point?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, there are too many to enumerate, I suppose. The two most important points are actually dichotomous perspectives.  I wanted to reach out and let people know there are others who worry about where we are going and how we can get back on the right track.  But, on the same token, I wanted to reach out the people who are indulging and creating this crazy, fast food world and say: Not all of us want french fries with that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-3437974603711874573?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/3437974603711874573/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=3437974603711874573" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/3437974603711874573?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/3437974603711874573?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/05/living-in-fast-food-world.html" title="Living in a Fast Food World" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QDQn07eyp7ImA9WxZaFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-5841089977952275461</id><published>2008-04-29T10:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:02:53.303-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-29T11:02:53.303-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="world food program" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="end hunger" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="free rice" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="UN" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FreeRice" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vocabulary" /><title>FreeRice is Trying to End Hunger</title><content type="html">Today instead of pontificating on the insanity of the world, I'm turning my efforts to lauding the good in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to bring your attention to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.freerice.com"&gt;FreeRice.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; You'll find a banner link to it right above this post. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.freerice.com"&gt;Free Rice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is simple. You go to the website, play a vocabulary game and for every definition you match correctly, 20 grains of rice will be donated to be distributed through  &lt;a href="http://www.wfp.org/english/"&gt;United Nations World Food Program. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no gimmicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it's simply a humanitarian effort that combines philanthropy with education. You get to add to your vocabulary and learn new words and hungry people have more food to eat.  So please, do your part in helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, from the website, are the answers to my initial questions. Yours may be answered in the &lt;a href="http://www.freerice.com/faq.html"&gt;FreeRice FAQ &lt;/a&gt;section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Who pays for the donated rice?&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The rice is paid for by the advertisers whose names you see on the bottom of your vocabulary screen. This is regular advertising for these companies, but it is also something more. Through their advertising at FreeRice, these companies support both learning (free vocabulary for everyone) and reducing hunger (free rice for the hungry). We commend these companies for their participation at FreeRice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If FreeRice has the rice to give, why not give it all away right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FreeRice is not sitting on a pile of rice―you are earning it 20 grains at a time. Here is how it works. When you play the game, advertisements appear on the bottom of your screen. The money generated by these advertisements is then used to buy the rice. So by playing, you generate the money that pays for the rice donated to hungry people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Does FreeRice make any money from this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No, it does not. FreeRice runs the site at no profit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-5841089977952275461?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/5841089977952275461/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=5841089977952275461" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/5841089977952275461?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/5841089977952275461?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/04/freerice-is-trying-to-end-hunger.html" title="FreeRice is Trying to End Hunger" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYAQXo7cSp7ImA9WxZaEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-5889336359082566676</id><published>2008-04-24T09:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T10:09:00.409-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-24T10:09:00.409-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sparkles" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="let's mall" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lost art" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="666 urban legend" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Robin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="what's up world" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reading" /><title>Is Reading a Lost Art?</title><content type="html">I'm both boggled and saddened by my latest "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; up with this world?&lt;/span&gt;" experience and here's hoping that most of you will be too. Considering you've taken the time to stop by and read this, I'm assuming that the concept that reading for pleasure is a dying art is disturbing to you as well.  So here's the story of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.  and I went to the mall last night. (&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/robinsparkles"&gt;Robin Sparkles &lt;/a&gt;fans are certainly chuckling right about now, be sure to check out the &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;VideoID=20746186"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; if you don't know what I mean.)  In any event, the mall in itself gives me more than enough fodder for my "what's up world"  blog entries, but I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. went to have his haircut at Mastercuts and I decided to wander down to the bookstore and see what was cooking. Came back just in time for J. to cash out. Here's how the conversation went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J:&lt;/span&gt; Find anything good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, I bought this (holds up novel here) book and was looking at one called "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Urban-Legends-Absolutely-Happened-Friend/dp/1579124666"&gt;666 Urban Legends.&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; It looked kind of cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cashier:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's funny, we were just talking about reading.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were just talking about reading  book X&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were just talking about what we're reading&lt;/span&gt;" but "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were just talking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;reading&lt;/span&gt;." She was truly amazed that I had a book and they had just talked about the process of reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. filled me in later. As he was having his hair cut, the aesthetician, who was also the cashier, was polling her colleagues, asking them "Do you read?"  Apparently, the 3 that she asked did not. Did not read. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then asked J. who answered affirmatively and, when prompted, listed off the past few books he had read. She was stunned and told him she'd gotten a book from the library but didn't really like it. My question: did she not like the book or did she not like to read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with the world?  Has the Internet completely won out? Is  reading a lost art?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-5889336359082566676?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/5889336359082566676/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=5889336359082566676" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/5889336359082566676?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/5889336359082566676?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-reading-lost-art.html" title="Is Reading a Lost Art?" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkANSXs6eCp7ImA9WxZUEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-5648609711479134038</id><published>2008-04-01T10:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:39:58.510-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-01T10:39:58.510-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stop loss" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fisher Price" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="war" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="president bush" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Imaginext" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="children" /><title>Perspectives on War from 5-yr-olds and Fisher Price</title><content type="html">This morning j. was playing with what he lovingly refers to as his "guys."  Being 5 years old, he has more "guys" then I could possibly count. Lately, they all live on my living room floor inside, on top of or near the&lt;a href="http://www.fisher-price.com/fp.aspx?st=10&amp;amp;e=imaginextlanding"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Imaginext&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; creation that serves as their buildings.  j. has the fire house, castle, coastal patrol station and the dungeon, but he has snapped them together in strange formations, creating an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;amalgamous&lt;/span&gt; creation with trapdoors, winches and all the other things "guys" need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, however, the story is not about the strange building. It's about "good guys" and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; j. informed me that he set up extra good guys just in case some of them were killed by the bad guys, so there were some more to take their places.  Without even thinking I replied: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"That's what President Bush does."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, so aside from revealing my political leanings, it also made me stop and think. It&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;what Pres. Bush does.  Has more good guys ready to go in case others get killed. He even has good guys who were&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; done&lt;/span&gt; being good guys come back and play the good guys again (think: Stop Loss).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got me wondering. Is war run by people who never gave up playing with "guys?"  Does it really boil down to a 5-year-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;old's&lt;/span&gt; logic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-5648609711479134038?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/5648609711479134038/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=5648609711479134038" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/5648609711479134038?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/5648609711479134038?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/04/perspectives-on-war-from-5-yr-olds-and.html" title="Perspectives on War from 5-yr-olds and Fisher Price" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4ERXcyeip7ImA9WxZWEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-8950961086097749678</id><published>2008-03-10T15:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T15:55:04.992-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-10T15:55:04.992-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="calculate economic rebate" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="how much stimulus check" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="economic stimulus check" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tax Rebate Calculator" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tax rebate check" /><title>Figuring out the Economic Stimulus Check Amount</title><content type="html">We're  not different from any of the  other semi-hand-to-mouth, paycheck-to-paycheck families out there--when we heard about the &lt;a href="http://www.irs.gov/irs/article/0,,id=177937,00.html"&gt;Economic Stimulus Payments&lt;/a&gt; we were definitely excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much information floating around about how to figure out how much you qualify for, who qualifies, whether it will affect next year's taxes, how it will best serve the economy (which, mind you, is supposedly &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; in a recession, but I guess that's a different topic, best saved for another day...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today in the mail we got our &lt;a href="http://www.irs.gov/newsroom/article/0,,id=179478,00.html"&gt;Economic Stimulus Payment Notice&lt;/a&gt;.  This is apparently the first of two notices taxpayers will be receiving and is very general.  And still confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm an educated person, as is J. and the jargon in the notice is still somewhat bewildering. If you consider that the average American reading level is supposedly 7th or 8th grade, then there's going to be more confusion than clearing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little research, I think I got it all figured out and have a sense of how much we should receive.  But I also came across this little gem at &lt;a href="http://www.consumerismcommentary.com/"&gt;Consumerism Commentary&lt;/a&gt; and thought I would share it. Behold the Tax Rebate Calculator!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.chateaumezcal.com/2008-tax-rebate-calculator.htm" marginwidth="10" marginheight="0" vspace="0" hspace="0" style="overflow: visible;" frameborder="1" height="430" scrolling="auto" width="350"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6679903066179393200-8950961086097749678?l=aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/feeds/8950961086097749678/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6679903066179393200&amp;postID=8950961086097749678" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/8950961086097749678?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6679903066179393200/posts/default/8950961086097749678?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://aspiringtoordinary.blogspot.com/2008/03/figuring-out-economic-stimulus-check.html" title="Figuring out the Economic Stimulus Check Amount" /><author><name>Amanda</name><email>morin.email@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06579295863526044430" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYDRHc5eCp7ImA9WxZQFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6679903066179393200.post-6863105800458103605</id><published>2008-02-22T11:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T11:36:15.920-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-22T11:36:15.920-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Key Bank email" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="KeyBank update account" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="KeyBank email scam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Key Bank fraud" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Key Bank unauthorized access to account" /><title>Beware of Key Bank "Unauthorized Access to Account" email scam</title><content type="html">Once again I find myself in the position to warn the general public of a scam that is making the rounds of the web. This time it comes in the form of an email, supposedly from Key Bank indicating that the "bank" is concerned that your account has been accessed without  approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject line reads: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Please   Update Your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KeyBank&lt;/span&gt; Account &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and the message is as follows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;please note the link has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;deactivated&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Notification of Key Bank Online Banking      Unauthorized Account Access&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;div id="header" align="center"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;b&gt;Dear Key Bank customer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="edas"&gt;. Please        read this message and follow it's instructions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b class="edas"&gt;Unauthorized Account Access &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We recently reviewed your account, and we suspect an        unauthorized ATM based transaction on your account.        Therefore as a preventive measure we have temporary        limited your access to sensitive Key Bank features.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    To ensure that your account is not compromised please        &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;login&lt;/span&gt; to Key Bank Online Banking and Investing by        clicking this       &lt;u&gt;link&lt;/u&gt;, verify your identify and your online accounts        will be reactivated by our system.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b class="edas"&gt;To get started, please click the link        below:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-size:100%;" &gt;       https://accounts2.keybank.com/ib2/enroll_jsp/pageStart.jsp&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;b class="edas"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important information from Key Bank.&lt;/b&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    This e-mail contains information directly related to        your account with us, other services to witch you have        subscribed, and/or any application you may have        submitted.&lt;br /&gt;    Key Bank and its service providers are committed to        protecting your privacy and ask you not to send        sensitive account information through e-mail.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few disturbing things about this email:&lt;br /&gt;1. It's not from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;KeyBank&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;2. The link is a secure (https) that looks like it goes to Key Bank but redirects to a different site. The secure site part makes it pretty scary.&lt;br /&gt;3. There are a few versions of this one going around.  Here's another:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:12;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;                   Dear "&lt;span class="033441315-28022005"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"                   &lt;b&gt;Key Bank Customer,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                We recently reviewed your account, and suspect that your &lt;b&gt;Key                   Bank Internet Banking&lt;/b&gt; account may have been accessed by an                   unauthorized third party. Protecting the security of your                   account and of the &lt;b&gt;Key Bank&lt;/b&gt; network is our primary                   concern. Therefore, as a preventative measure, we have                   temporarily limited access to sensitive account features.&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To restore your account access, please take                   the following steps to ensure that your account has not been                   compromised:&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Login&lt;/span&gt; to your &lt;b&gt;Key Bank Internet                   Banking&lt;/b&gt; account. In case you are not enrolled for &lt;b&gt;Internet                   Banking&lt;/b&gt;, you will have to use your Social Security Number                   (without spaces or dashes) as both your User ID and Password                   and fill in all the required information, including your name                   and account number.&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Review your recent account history for                   any unauthorized withdrawals or deposits, and check your                   account profile to make sure not changes have been made. If                   any unauthorized activity has taken place on your account,                   report this to Key Bank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sraff&lt;/span&gt; immediately.&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To get started, please click on the link                   below:&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://doshelp.com/scams-fraud/default.htm" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We apologize for any inconvenience this may                   cause, and appreciate your assistance in helping us maintain                   the integrity of the entire &lt;b&gt;Key Bank&lt;/b&gt; system. Thank you                   for your prompt attention to this matter.&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;                The Key Bank Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and another:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KEY - Security Alert                      &lt;xbody xstyle="margin: 0; padding: 10px;"&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/xbody&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;p x=""   style="margin: -20px 0pt 0pt 149px; padding: 0px 20px 5px 0px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear valued customer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p x=""   style="margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 149px; padding: 0px 20px 5px 0px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fraudulent activity has been registered on some of our           accounts. &lt;a href="http://doshelp.com/scams-fraud/default.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to prove your identity&lt;/a&gt;. Not proved           accounts will be suspended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p x=""   style="margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 149px; padding: 0px 20px 5px 0px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once you have confirmed your account records you will be able           to continue using your Online Banking and Investing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p xstyle="font-size: 10pt; font-family: sans-serif; padding: 0px 20px 5px 0px; margin: 0 0 0 149px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In any event, DO NOT click these links. Instead call Key Bank at 1-800-KEY2YOU to discuss your account or 1-800-433-0124 to report email fraud. 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