Average hours of sleep: 3-4 lately. 6 if I’m VERY lucky.
Birthday: August 28th
Gender: Female
Sexual orientation: Demi demi demi demi
Height: 5’6"
One place that makes me happy: DISNEYLAND
How many blankets I sleep with: Aaaah, I have four blankets on the bed right now! It’s almost perfect.
What am I wearing: Very worn jeans, a lavender ladies’ t-shirt, and socks
Phrases I use the most: “Oh man!” “Hella!” “OMG”
Last book I read: I’m reading Orson Scott Card’s Characters & Perspective and Maureen Johnson’s Suite Scarlett atm.
Last movie I watched: Predator, I think. No wait, it was JAWS!!!!
Last music I bought: That I bought? I use google music, so I just pay a monthly subscription fee to support my flights of fancy. Lately, I’ve been on a The Mamas and the Papas kick. I used an audible credit to buy The Bourne Identity and Jurassic Park audiobooks, though; does that count?
Last thing I googled: “colin ford icons” *buries face in hands*
Last thing I said to a family member: “we should watch fury road again some time soon”
Favorite movies: Jurassic Park, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Moulin Rouge, Princess Bride, A Christmas Story, etc. etc. etc.
Favorite beverage: I’m very fond of iced tea. And vanilla coke. I mostly drink water, though.
Favorite food: Curry rice. Or tacos. One of the two.
Favorite color: I – uh … that depends on what it’s needed for. 🙁
Dream vacation: Di..sneyland…? :D;;;
Dream wedding: My wedding was on a super budget and really the only thing that I got that I wanted was the groom. Which is really the most important part. Still, though, if we get the chance to renew our vows… it’s gonna be one hella awesome party.
Dream job: AUTHOR/ILLUSTRATOR who teaches at conferences and libraries and things T____T; wah (though I still LOVEEEEEE my day job omg it’s so awesome)
One of our baby girls is fat, in the 99th percentile for her age. She is super cute and sweet. Lately, she has been sick with various breathing issues, so she has been reluctant to take her bottles. Normally, she’ll take 4 ounces of formula at lunch and 8 ounces in the afternoon. Today, I was lucky to get to her take 5 all day.
There was a substitute covering a lunch break in my classroom today. We emphasized to her that we need to keep trying to get the baby to drink her bottle until she finished it. She said, “Why are you guys so worried about taking her bottle?”
My coworker replied, “That’s where all her nutrients are. She needs the nutrients and the water.”
To which the substitute replied, “But she’s so fat. She doesn’t need it.”
Thin privilege is a small, pretty baby getting better childcare because the caretaker doesn’t think she’s too fat to be allowed to eat.
This reminds me of a cousin of mine who ended up with her kids being taken away from her by social services for a number of reasons but mostly for nearly killing her baby daughter. How?
By starving her. She insisted that her baby was ‘too fat’ and had an aim to remove any and all ‘chubbyness’ so her baby would be thin. She’d already been warned by her doctor about the baby not getting enough food, but insisted she knew best.
After several months of this her baby passed out cold one day and was rushed into hospital where the doctors found her to have severe malnutrition, a low body temperature and low pulse rate. They asked my cousin what she’d been feeding her daughter and she said “one bottle of skimmed milk a day. I don’t want her growing up fat.”
Even after nearly killing her daughter my cousin maintained her view that fat = bad and ended up with all her kids taken from her because she was starving them and neglecting them.
When your fatphobia leads you to starving your own children then you’ve got serious problems.
(Note. She still, to this day, maintains the view that she was right and the doctors were wrong. “They just want fat kids so they can keep employed treating them for all those diseases that being fat causes.” = her actual words.)
Ever since I had the cancer stuff (10 years ago), I’ve had off and on back pain. I guess it’s called sciatica? Especially when I get all hypothyroid… I can’t walk further than like 10 feet before my back seizes up and my legs get super stiff and it’s so painful and debilitating that all I can do is hobble.
MOST of the time it’s fine. I can go months with only neck pain (which I think is mostly stress-related, because it tenses when bad emotional things happen, and then I get tension headaches, etc)… but idk, I did something this week and it’s back. Even walking to the train station has been difficult.
Probably all of the walking I’ve been trying to do (which has caused weight gain; yay thanks body), the severe lack of sleep, and packing for the move. Lots of stacks of books and DVDs… not to mention couch stuff…
It just aggravated something. It feels like things in my spine are squished in some places and that there are holes in others and it makes it so hard to move, which is super annoying. 😐
Pretty sure that all I can do is rest, too, to fix it… which, you know, I can’t do for long because moving day is in less than 2 weeks!!!
I have a giant heating pad on my back and it feels like all of my muscles are melting into a mush similar to oatmeal, but not nearly as tasty.
Still can’t move much, but HEY I STILL GOT SOME WORK ONE GO ME
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