A Silver Spoon

MB’s coworkers have been passing around this link about global wealth. We gave it a try the other night. Go to globalrichlist.com and you can enter in your income to find your rank:

It was sobering to see the result:

To be living better that 99% of people in the world is humbling. And you know you’re right there with us. The 2011 US poverty guideline for a family of 4 is $22,350 which lands you in the top 10.65%. In other words, most of us don’t even know what poor looks like. You can check out the website to get more details about how it’s calculated. The point is, there are billions of very poor people on the earth. We need to do better.

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The Hot Button

Everybody has one in their family. Young families or grown families, we’ve all got the difficult child. AKA: the spirited child, the rapid cycler, the tantrum maker, the time stealer, the energetic child, etc. I suppose the behaviors vary, but I do know that as I talk with other parents there is almost always a kid that requires more -  more time, more energy, more, more, more.

There’s nothing wrong with a kid needing more attention in and of itself. I guess it’s the shaft the other siblings get that really bothers me. The fact that they drain you of every ounce of mental capacity and self control, so that the other kids are left with mere bread crumbs of your sanity. And no time. Kids that behave well, are brushed off to do something else while the situation is dealt with, day in and day out. I can already see that my quick-to-obey child feels slighted and neglected. And the difficult kids? They get away with stuff the other kids would never get away with. They are clueless to the exceptions we make and the dread with which we approach every interaction – how the whole family avoids them. I never wanted a ring leader of this circus, but I can’t figure out how we stop revolving around the problem kid.

The kid in my house that demands more often feels unloved. Often freaks out and often makes everybody mad. This kid doesn’t see that he/she (trying to keep this anonymous, wink, wink) gets 80% of my time and attention. She/he behaves terribly sometimes and can be downright mean/crazy, and then breaks down into sobs that no one likes her/him. It’s really hard to explain that when you behave so poorly, yeah, no one is going to like you OR want to be around you. I just can’t muster that much sympathy for something you bring on yourself. Any special attention I give to the other kids is quickly noted and I’m berated for liking them more (because I did just spend an hour helping you and only five minutes talking to your sib). I cannot win with this kid.

I don’t feel like I have to give many more examples, I think this is known territory. What I don’t know is how to find that place where I feel the other kids are getting what they need. How do I prevent them from building a lifetime of resentment? How do I help this child not turn into that teenager, that adult that can’t see past their own nose? I don’t know, but I do know it’s affecting all of us and I’m ready for it to end.

I will pay you for any magic solution you have.

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Splish Splash

Sisters

Because not just anybody will join you in the tub to play barbies.

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High School Drama

MB and I were up til 1:30 am this morning. It’s not the first time, and I’m sure it won’t be the last time we decide we have to watch just one more episode of Friday Night Lights. I blame MB. He always hops up off the couch and says, “I’m sure you want to watch the next one so we can resolve some of these issues.”

We just started the first season. When it originally aired MB wanted to watch it, but I told him there was no way I was going to watch a show about football in Texas. (My parents lived in Texas for 15 years and that was more than enough.) So he watched the first season during his endless business trips that year. Anyway, I’m not going to recap the show or talk about its merits because you already know or can easily find great reviews all over internet land (though I would like to write an entire post on developing the Taylor Parenting Method). The point is I finally gave in because I finished Downton Abbey and there’s nothing that great this season. (Homeland please come back soon!)

It’s MB reaction to the drama and dysfunction of families that I find so interesting right now. Back story: MB has always recounted his high school days in praise and glory. I’ve never been able to figure out if his memory has been warped, or if a boy’s perspective of life is really warped, or if he actually found a time warp in which to attend high school. Because his stories are all letter jackets, good times, late nights, and idyllic families. It’s a bit nauseating to tell you the truth. So while I am aghast at these people that prioritize football above any institution and their own families, he is constantly puzzled by “the drama” of the lives of teenagers.  Continue reading

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Being Angry Baker: The Plan

I’m sticking to my self-prescribed routine, aka, The Get Your S* Together Plan:

Get out of bed before 7:30
Make the bed – no naps
take your sunshine pill
exercise/shower/ get yourself dressed for heaven’s sake
pick up – avoid pigsty status
one project a day – even if it’s small and stupid and no one notices
2 meet ups with friends a week
no reading the comments on news articles
make dinner 3 times a week
be honest about how you feel but try to find ways to help out
hold out until the next massage

Oh, and feed your kids and make sure they feel loved so they don’t notice you’re unraveling.

I wrote an email the other day about something absolutely difficult and scary and serious (not for me). I said that the seriousness of life is inextricable from the practical nature of living. So that’s what i’m doing, managing the practical. When that doesn’t work, I go to plan B: watch tv until my eyes glow.

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Wishing

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Happy Love Day

I was going to post about my adventure in crafting yesterday. See these cute little fleece hearts? Well, they were cute until after this picture was taken and then I started sewing and butchered them all. Turned ‘em into little kidney like things that made MB laugh out loud when I showed him, and not in an isn’t-that-adorable way, think more what-the-hell-are-you-doing way. We’ll talk craft failure another day.

The good thing about Valentine’s Day is that it’s cool to celebrate all kinds of love. Kid love, classmate love, grand-kid love, super mad crazy love, stupid love, chocolate love, shoe love, and plain old Love Love.

I believe you know my four true loves. Here are some other things I love, in honor of Love Day:

i love good conversation
i love making my bed
i love hearing my kids play and laugh (from a distance)
i love baking smells, but i love chocolate the most
i love funny stories
i love a well-placed sarcastic remark
i love taking pictures and i love looking at them
i love it when my opinion of someone changes for the better
i love Pittsburgh
i love to sit on the beach and hear the ocean and feel warm
i love the first snow day before anybody goes out to shovel
i love tulips in the spring
i love that first few seconds after i exercise and i’m DONE

I could go on, but you get the idea. One last thing though: I love it when I make a blog connection – either here or somewhere else. It makes the world the right size. Happy Valentine’s Day! I hope you get some lovin.

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Love is in the air

Or something like that. We made our class Valentines yesterday. Using my mom superpowers (pinterest and bloggers that create free pdfs) we have assembled some very paper centric treats. I only had to buy one bag of lollipops. My slacker mom is beaming.

Lego Maniac was thrilled when I showed him the pdf over at designmom for fortune tellers. He makes these all the time, so this is 4th grade gold.

Maxine chose the lollipop flowers for her class. I’m not supposed to send sugar. I don’t care. I’m so tired of following the snack rules that everyone else disregards. This V day, we’re breaking hearts…and rules.

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Style Crush: Kate Lanphear

You see these posts all the time: style crush, blog crush, girl crush, whatever. I’m pretty skeptical of gushing praise, and I’m snobby about style in general. (Shopping with me elicits a lot of eye rolls – I will find something wrong with almost anything.) But those of you following me on pinterest may have noticed my latest obsession: Kate Lanphear, the style director of  US Elle.

images are from my pinterest board (click) – i tried to find the original sources 

While I love to play with my clothes, etc, I don’t follow the fashion world and personalities very closely. I’m more interested in street fashion than high fashion, but I may have set up a google alert for news on a certain platinum haired Elle employee. I don’t think I’ve ever looked at a person and wanted everything. The clothes, the hair, the accessories, the complete style shebang. Nor have I wanted to copy someone outright. Until now.

Her style is so defined. Using a base of black, white and grey she creates the androgynous rocker look. And you’ll see her repeating (what I assume are) her favorite pieces with different looks. The hair! Even the hair is badass. Obviously not the look most of you want, but she’s the first person I’ve ever seen make a blazer look cool. I want to go to there.

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Malarkey

MB doesn’t talk about my posts much, so I’m never quite sure when he reads them. But last  night he casually (and sarcastically) thanked me for “diming him out.” Huh? Thus ensued another one of our conversations regarding MB and his old man talk. Here are several phrases that MB claims are normal conversational sayings. Things you would hear about the town.

First, “dimed out?” Are we living in an old school detective novel?

“bark my shins” – this is what he says when he stumbles in the dark to our bed.

“shuck and jive” Seriously? It sounds like an epithet.

Let’s not even get started on the use of the “word” drollop (even my spell check does not acknowledge it).

I claim you would only hear them if you were riding in a horse-drawn buggy. MB likes to pull these phrases up on the internets, as if this proves his point. Because it’s so hard to find anything on the world wide web. I’ve polled many of our friends, and they too, find these phrases unfamiliar or antiquated.

It’s time MB. It’s time to admit that you talk like an octogenarian.

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