Saturday, September 29, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
That is a thoroughly misleading headline. I know because I wrote it. But I need to tie two events together and it's early so that's the best I can do.
1) Jenny McCarthy is promoting her book "Louder Than Words" and being allowed to her story of how she is in the process of recovering her son from autism via biomedical interventions and a shitload of money. Yes, it requires about $75,000 a year to adequately treat a child newly diagnosed with autism to cover the RIGHT kind of doctors and the external therapies, which are also critical. I believe Jenny said she spent $2,250 PER WEEK just on ABA therapy. Which, like most treatments for autism, is OUT OF POCKET. She is talking about the travesty of injecting 30 - 48 vaccines into a child before age 7 in a "one size fits all" fashion. I'm not going to get too nutty about it here - but do pop over Rescue Post to learn more. There's also plenty of info about the jabberwocky report from CDC on mercury in vaccines. (PS) That flu vaccine your doc wants to give your Granny and your sonny has 25 mcg of mercury in it. Just be aware and decide for yourself if the risk of dying of flu is higher than the risk of mainlining a known neurotoxin.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Look Me In The Eye is on PEREZ!
Are you a fan of Perez Hilton? I click there several times a day. Guilty pleasure. And who's there tonight? JOHN ROBISON! No, it' s not a photo of John with Britney. He's on the sidebar, not in the photo section. I'd read on his blog that he was on Perez. But seeing it was still a surprise. A great one! The book debuts on Tuesday. I'll be in NYC for his signing with his brother Augusten. My Mom is coming in from Massachusetts to attend with Mark and me. She read John's book and enjoyed it too.
Oh, here! If you haven't seen this on his blog, you can click the video below to meet John for yourself. Then buy that book so he can get himself a giant International Harvester Combine or something equally "farmalicious" for his property. I think that would make him happy.
The hell with it, I'm blogging! Instead of not blogging and being highly productive on my book I was fretting over not blogging and being highly productive on my book. So I'm pulling on my big girl panties and telling myself that I can blog, AND work on my book AND all the other things I have to do. That's my story and I'm sticking with it.
OK - (aah, that feels good!) So I had a very cool Saturday. You may or may not know that I edit an autism blogsite called The Rescue Post. Within six weeks it is going to have a new name and the addition of a well known journalist I shall call "J-man" as managing editor. I had a meeting in Massachusetts yesterday to discuss the changes with J-man and PT, another well known name in the autism world. My husband and I met J-man, PT and his wife AG for dinner at a great restaurant in Newton called Ariadne.
If you had been sitting at the banquette next to us you'd have heard us talking about politics, the guys talking baseball (and checking their TREO's for scores, much to my chagrin) placing one order for a pate appetizer and then AG and me talking about treatments for parasites. That's where you might have said, "Check please!" We all laughed at how nice it was to be able to speak the language of autism without having to translate. Some of the conversation got a little graphic, there was much poop talk and of course, the worm chat.
If you and I ever have dinner together I suggest you order that empty doggie bag early on in the meal. You might need to keep it on your lap, just in case of "conversational turbulence."
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Come on over to Huffington Post and give a girl a comment, won't you. This is a follow up piece to "The Crappy Life of the Autism Mom" that I titled, "The Crapisode. Part Doo."
I miss you! I really miss you!
I'm leaving now.
I'm not typing any longer.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Friday, September 14, 2007
Thursday, September 13, 2007
I have a blog buddy who is also an aspiring writer like me. Like I. Like myself. Whatever. She too has a fabulous agent. And I just learned that her book is close to a sale. Really close. Can't tell you how HUGE that is for a debut author.
Stephanie Elliot (one t) has kindly put a taste of her novel onto her blog for your enjoyment!
Steph is VERY funny and goes by the moniker, "Manic Mom." She means it. Three kids. Tons of suburban angst. Chicago chic. So check out a chapter and let her know what you think!
CLICK HERE to zip on over to her place.
Enjoy! And there will be a quiz on Monday. Be prepared.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Just heard on CNN Headline news. "Why would a Christian want to borrow an exercise from a false religion?" Dr. John MacArthur, on the practice of Yoga. Nice, huh? Someone alert Ghandi he followed a "false religion", won't you?
And here's a quote from Ghandi. "Like the bee gathering honey from the different flowers, the wise person accepts the essence of the different scriptures and sees only the good in all religions."
Draw your own conclusions.
Sunday, September 09, 2007
We had a delicious dinner at DelFrisco's. I ogled the Simon and Schuster and McGraw Hill headquarters. Larry King was in the audience at Tony Bennett. And we saw Geraldo Rivera picking up his car in a garage on 48th. Then the kids decided midnight was a fine time to awaken and greet us. Always something! Off to Church.
Friday, September 07, 2007
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Every week I bake the bread, make the sandwiches, wrap them in wax paper (no plastic or aluminum!) and place them into freezer bags. I label the bags, "G's" and "M's" so I know whose is cut properly. I know, you're thinking, "Why don't you just give them two bucks and let them buy lunch like the rest of the world?" Not possible. They eat no wheat and no dairy. And they eat healthy. I don't care how hard the schools are trying to make healthy lunches. A chicken nugget is a chicken nugget. And our elementary school serves "cotton candy" ice cream that is blue and pink!!! Gianna says, "Blue! Chemicals!" That's my girl!
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
The center will provide autism treatment, training and networking for families. There will be also be a general pediatric practice so that parents can care for their children's total health under one roof.
Here's an easy and beautiful way to support this new center.
You can purchase the Angela Moore "Autism Awareness Collection" of silver and enamel jewelry, featuring the autism puzzle design, and 15% of the proceeds will go to the center.
You can see the collection and place your order HERE.
Please use consultant number 300400 to ensure The Rimland Center receives their contribution.
Thank you to Angela Moore sales consultant Pam Freedman for her generous offer to the Rimland Center. For more information about the Rimland Center please call Catherine Mosely at 434-528-9075.
Monday, September 03, 2007
I was taking the Sunday Times down to the recycling bin at the end of the driveway tonight when a sad thought popped into my mind. I'm never outside during the night any longer. Sound silly? Hear me out. During that 2 minute walk across the front lawn to the driveway I heard a cacophany of crickets, the hum of cars on the Merritt, voices across the street, and the croak croak of frogs. Now that I'm old and grown up and responsible I'm just not outside at night.
When I was 10 and 11 my parents would let us play up the street at the Bedard's house on Pinetree Drive. My pal Annette and her older brothers and the Simmers and the Podells and the Eichins and the Beautings and we Rossi girls played kick the can and jail break until I heard my Dad ring the cow bell attached to our house. "Come home!" When I was 16 and 17 the night provided cover for slipping away with boys and kissing and drinking. The dark was our friend. At 21 and 22, out of college, working, free, the night meant rowing out to islands off East Orleans with Meg and our friends for bonfires. At 27 and 28 and 29 night meant late dinners out with Mark.
And now? Night means glorious bed time. The exhaustion of the day is over. A few peaceful moments when I am not writing, not caring for children, not cleaning, doing laundry, cooking, shopping. The day to day chores of life. I'm out briefly, dashing to the car after dinner out to get back home to the babysitter. Closing doors and windows. Locking out the sounds of night. Replacing them with the hum of the AC and the whir of a ceiling fan.
I miss the night. I must get out into the night. Maybe I'll take out the neighbor's recycling next?
Saturday, September 01, 2007
From the Boston News about my alma mater. If you're paying rent why shouldn't you be able to have a party in your home whether you're 21 and serving rot gut or 51 and serving Chateau Le Pepe le Peu le XV? We had some great parties on Egremont Road. Today's kids have a lot of cool technology, but a lot more rules and consequences too.
"Boston College cracks down on off-campus parties
Boston College is cracking down on rowdy, off-campus parties with a little help from the Boston Police Department. Boston College police will be alongside BPD officers three nights a week patrolling the area around BC, where many students live. BC students used to just face campus disciplinary hearings for partaking in off-campus parties, but now they face arrests. District 14-Brighton, where BC is located, also has a new police captain, Genevieve King, who encourages officers to arrest students behaving inappropriately. Boston College is notifying its students of the new zero-tolerance policy this week, as classes are scheduled to resume next week."