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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


tommyrot - Sep 09, 2005 8:29:50 am PDT #5813 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Former Edmond city manager Bill Dashner recalled for Time that Brown had worked for him as an administrative assistant while attending Central State University.

"Mike used to handle a lot of details. Every now and again I'd ask him to write me a speech. He was very loyal. He was always on time. He always had on a suit and a starched white shirt," Dashner told Time.

What has this country come to, when always wearing a suit and starched white shirt doesn't matter when compared to gross incompetence?


Betsy HP - Sep 09, 2005 8:30:06 am PDT #5814 of 10002
If I only had a brain...

Huh. Check this out:

Some doctors suggest waiting until a child is at least 3 years of age to introduce peanut containing products. To introduce peanuts to your child’s diet, first dab a small amount of peanutbutter on your child’s skin. Wipe off and observe for any redness or rash. Wait until the next day and place a small amount of peanutbutter on the child’s cheek and watch for signs of redness or rash. The next day, follow the same procedure placing the peanutbutter on the child’s lips. Finally, on the fourth day let the child ingest a small amount. If at any time a rash appears, give benedryl and seek the advice of a pediatric allergist. If at any time hives, wheezing, lethargy, or difficulty breathing occurs, give benedryl and go immediately to the nearest emergency room.

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Susan W. - Sep 09, 2005 8:30:06 am PDT #5815 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Except according to Betsy's article, we're not being conservative at all. Sheesh.


Lee - Sep 09, 2005 8:31:31 am PDT #5816 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Is anyone else having trouble getting into gmail?


Betsy HP - Sep 09, 2005 8:31:53 am PDT #5817 of 10002
If I only had a brain...

NO PEANUTS! EVER! PEANUTS ARE SATAN'S LITTLE TOADSTOOLS!

(I think my kids ate peanuts in babyhood, in the form of peanut butter.)


Amy - Sep 09, 2005 8:32:03 am PDT #5818 of 10002
Because books.

Jeez. They're now saying avoid peanuts until 7 years.

Wow. We have no history of peanut allergy in the family, and I love peanut butter and ate it a lot while I was pregnant, so we only waited until a year with the kids. Actually, Sara might have been a little younger when she had those packaged peanut butter crackers. Ooops.


Topic!Cindy - Sep 09, 2005 8:32:26 am PDT #5819 of 10002
What is even happening?

There are peanut-butter free elementary schools. I know peanut allergies are on the rise, but are there THAT many children so allergic to peanuts that having peanut butter in the building is a risk?

Nut and peanut allergies are among the more deadly food allergies, and that's part of the problem. Johnny won't just get a rash, or indigestion; he'll go into anaphalactic shock. Also, the schools have to idiot-proof the rules to protect themselves and the children, so I think we hear about it more, now.

When I was pregnant with Ben, I read something to the effect that the rates had risen. From what I remember, the point of the article was to stress that nursing mothers should take care about what kind of Vitamin E oil they used on their nipples. There was some speculation that because a lot of it had been peanut based, that babies were being exposed to too much peanut oil, too soon, before they could tolerate it.

Essentially, this is our town's rule: They've deemed the schools "Nut-Sensitive Zones". We cannot send in any obvious nut products (or peanut products), including anything with visible nuts, or nuts in the name. I think, when you get to the high school age, this is a bit of overkill, because children of that age are out in the world without supervision, and eating apart from the families often, and have to learn how to protect themselves.

The first few years, our school rules were, I thought, more sensible. If a class had peanut/nut allergic kids in it, nobody in that class could bring anything peanut/nut related for snack (which is eaten in the classroom). At lunch, there were peanut/nut free tables, and tables where you sat if you brought peanut butter (which Ben did--every single day). The children had a handwashing routine after lunch, so they didn't bring the nut oil traces back to lunch. We had a pre-approved (by the parents of the allergic kids) list of food we could provide for a party. The two kids in our school are in Ben's grade, and have always been in his class. Their parents are extremely accomodating, and reasonable--much more reasonable than I'd be, if I had a nut allergic kid. Anyhow, the approved list of foods was brand and type specific, because the parents knew the ingredients in those particular brands were safe, and that they were made at safe plants: Hostess Chocolate Cupcakes; Capri Sun Fruit Punch; Goldfish Crackers; etc.

The policy changed last year though, because, at another school in town, a teacher had eaten peanut butter for lunch (in the teachers' lounge). She passed back papers after lunch, and a child had an allergic reaction just from coming in contact with the residual (non-visible) oils left on the paper, by the teacher.


Topic!Cindy - Sep 09, 2005 8:33:31 am PDT #5820 of 10002
What is even happening?

Wow, I took too long to write that post. That was beyond Xposting.


Nora Deirdre - Sep 09, 2005 8:34:37 am PDT #5821 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

She passed back papers after lunch, and a child had an allergic reaction just from coming in contact with the residual (non-visible) oils left on the paper, by the teacher.

Wow. That sucks.


§ ita § - Sep 09, 2005 8:36:23 am PDT #5822 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

OMG. One of my coworkers is explaining American Pie to the rest of them.

The song, not the movie. One of them didn't know the title of the song, and they're treating the "this is about the death of Buddy Holly" like it's news. I'm willing to let "Hotel California is about drugs" slide, but not American Pie! I'm the music-illiterate foreigner here!