When she gets a little older, she's gonna go through a spin around and get dizzy phase.

We're supposed to grow out of this one?

A little older than that? Riding around in pickup trucks with boys drinking cheap wine and lying to you about it. Unfortunately, that's also normal.

Heh. When I was calling all those schools for my freelance project, I started forming opinions on where I'd like to send Annabel in an ideal world where I suddenly become the next Nora Roberts and can send her anywhere I want. I mentioned Seattle Girls' for middle school, because while I'm not generally pro single-sex ed, I'm starting to think it's a good idea for that age group. DH responded that he thought a big reason he didn't really date till college was that he went to an all-boy middle school and it took him awhile to catch up socially when he got to high school.

I expressed surprise that he thought the prospect of Annabel not having a boyfriend until college was a bad thing.

We're supposed to grow out of this one?

Sadly, it happens. I was fine with spinning, rocking, bouncing, reading-in-the-car, and all those other tricksy balance activities that kids adore right up until about three years ago. Since then--oh, God. I can't swing on a swing without getting queasy, I can read exactly one page in the car before having to put the book down and stare out the window for about a page's worth of time, and I can't even think about riding on a rollercoaster. Hec has a nervous habit of crossing his legs and jiggling one foot when he's watching TV, and sometimes when he does that I have to move to the other end of the couch because the teeny repetitive movements nauseate me.

And, having talked to other folks in their 30s and beyond, I'm actually lucky that I made it all the way to 33 before succumbing.

Yeah, I'm losing the ability to read on the bus. It sucks. Fortunately it's an intermittent problem just yet. I'm hoping the new glasses I'm getting with the tax refund solve this problem. Fuck the $4,000 in outstanding medical bills, I've needed new glasses for years and I'm getting them.

I wonder if radio stations are realizing they need to compete with iPods, and that's why I'm hearing fewer DJs. Just tell me what the song is, play me a wide variety, and I'm happy.

The roller coasters are off my list, at least the spinny kind, but so far I'm okay with the rest of it.

Heh. When I was calling all those schools for my freelance project, I started forming opinions on where I'd like to send Annabel in an ideal world where I suddenly become the next Nora Roberts and can send her anywhere I want. I mentioned Seattle Girls' for middle school, because while I'm not generally pro single-sex ed, I'm starting to think it's a good idea for that age group. DH responded that he thought a big reason he didn't really date till college was that he went to an all-boy middle school and it took him awhile to catch up socially when he got to high school.

I expressed surprise that he thought the prospect of Annabel not having a boyfriend until college was a bad thing.

deleted buffistas.org bookmark, lest Scott get a notion to send Julia to Seattle for middle school

I'm beginning to suspect that no rinse conditioner is a lie. My hair is all stiff and nasty. that's what I get for not staying in the shower until after the hot water runs out.

DH responded that he thought a big reason he didn't really date till college was that he went to an all-boy middle school and it took him awhile to catch up socially when he got to high school.

I went to a coed public middle school (in the math/science magnet program) and a private all-girls high school. The fact that it was single-sex wasn't the only reason I hated my high school, but it sure as hell didn't help. And a big word to the social development thing.

Most of the girls at my all girl school were well socially developed. Although I didn't date for forever, I had no problems integrating into the co-ed environment of university.

It depends on the kid (we had some big old hos) and what their extracurricular activities are.