In mememe news, I feel like I've reached at least a temporary accommodation with my newfound food issues. Every time I want to eat one of those foods that I get sort of obsessive over (must drink all the Dr Pepper in the world before They take it away from me, etc.) I just tell myself that the food in question isn't going anywhere, that I can have it whenever I want, but is it really what I want now? And sometimes it is, and if so, I go ahead and eat it. But at least half of the time I don't.

Also, we've switched the cooking schedule around so that I cook on the nights I have writers group and choir, while Dylan cooks on the nights I'm home. That sounds counterintuitive, but as it was we weren't eating dinner till 9:00 or 9:30 on my choir/writing nights, and even though I wasn't stupid enough to try to go without food from lunchtime until 9:30, it was still messing with my eating schedule.

I don't think it's a coincidence that I'm prone to blood sugar crashes at the same time of day I reach my peak energy levels--mid-afternoon to early evening. All that energy must need fuel.

JZ has been apprised of your achey noggin, Perkins. Let us know if it's going to scuttle the day's plans.

Go Fay with the truth-teaching! I knew you had an irascible righteous (not self-righteous, of course) side for a reason. It is a necessary trait when dealing with mendacity and asshats.

Emmett's team lost yesterday, but he had his best game this season. Even more importantly, he learned how to ride a bike. Just like that.

Now Emmett's had a little trainer bike since he was about 4 or 5 but he never used it much, and it's way too small now. I always just used his Razor scooter to take him out. That's how I'd take him further afield walking in the neighborhood or deeper into GG Park. And somebody told me that if a kid can ride a scooter they've already mastered the balance necessary to ride a bike, but it was starting to feel like he'd never learn to ride.

So Emmett received a hand-me-down bike from EM's BF's son. He was very excited to learn how to ride it, and EM had planned on spending several weekends teaching him. But Friday night he was playing with his classmate Kevin, who lives in his (East Bay) neighborhood. Kevin took Emmett down to the driveway while EM was chatting with Kevin's Mom, and five minutes later she found Emmett riding around in circles.

As I drove up to the baseball field yesterday, I parked the car and just as I pulled up the hand-brake, Jacqueline yelled, "Hey!" and Emmett went whizzing by us on his bike, making eye-contact with me as he did. It was completely unexpected and pleasantly random.

JZ has been apprised of your achey noggin, Perkins. Let us know if it's going to scuttle the day's plans.

Thanks Hec. I still have an hour or so for it to go away, but I will call her cell if I need to postpone.

If my boss's spineless obedience to the wallet-wielding power of the parents gets me sacked? That is absofuckinglutely fine with me.

Hey, you've got another job for next year, right? Screw 'em! Stand up for yourself! Go Fay!!

Also, Israel != All Jews. There are Jews who do not live in Israel. And I expect that, much like any place, not all Jews in Israel agree with everything their government does (be that they want more or less of whatever!). So, yeah.

I just talked ot my mom, who told me to call my grandma, but that it would likely be a very short call. So I call my grandma...turns out, her hearing aid is not working. So I get "Hello? Hello? Who is this? Is this (myaunt)? Hello? Hello?". I'm yelling into the phone my name, and finally she hears and goes "Oh, hello! I talked with (mysister) earlier, but I couldn't hear her at all, I think I need new hearing aids...hello? I can't hear you! Hello?". Hee.

Also, Israel != All Jews. There are Jews who do not live in Israel. And I expect that, much like any place, not all Jews in Israel agree with everything their government does (be that they want more or less of whatever!). So, yeah.

Yes. This.

Both prefacing and ending a discussion of "Why you shouldn't hate Jews" with "Why Israel is really bad" (as you just did in that post) seems somewhat irrelevant, at best, and counterproductive at worst.

Yeah...you could easily hate Israel without hating all Jews, is what I'm saying. Whether or not that's a good thing.

Oh. My. God. I am SO stuffed. Went to brunch with the parentals. Mmmmm...berries gallore...food gallore....mmmmmmm.... Did I mention that I'm stuffed?

That sounds wonderful, vw.

It really, really was. And it was at the Spinnaker, which is the only revolving restaurant in the Boston area. It was really beautiful and nice, and mom had a really nice time.

And you know, I can totally understand anyone disliking Israel. Israel invaded Egypt. Israel invaded Lebanon, which is where the lad's family are from. Israel is a very aggressive place, with America on its side, cheerfully supplying it with weapons at the drop of a tear. So, yeah, okay, I do get that they may well have lost friends and family, and that when the lady writes to me that "the Jews are the most cruel people in the world, who torture and murder women and children today" she is quite possibly speaking from personal experience.

Go you, Fay. Hate is what gets us all this death and suffering to begin with.

Even what you've said above isn't so cut and dried. Long before Israel invaded Egypt (with, I think, the cooperation of UK and France), Egypt had an army stationed in Israel, which at one point attacked Tel Aviv. And after that, Egypt and Syria invaded Israel. The horrific invasion of Lebannon was to route out terrorists, but wasn't worth the cost in human lives, nor what it cost Israel in terms of public opinion (sounds like new times with the U.S.). I should shut up, because I mostly think understanding the Middle East is sort of like understanding the Troubles in Northern Ireland, and the doctrine of Trinity--when I think I do, that probably means I don't.