A Quick Annoucement: Change of Hosts

This is Liz, letting you know I'll be filling in for kathy a. this week. Kathy's mom has just had a stroke. Kathy, we are all thinking of you and your mom. I hope that she is able to make a full recovery. Sending prayers and love to you.

Awards!

Ice cream for everyone! Particularly Diane (it’s not her, it’s the baby who is eating it all) and Madeline. Extra ice cream for Esperanza – we hear it is good for lactating women and she needs the calories. Sugar free ice cream to Amy, along with sympathy vibes over a less than thrilling pregnancy. Yes, “there had better be a freakin' prize at the end.”

The Style Award (along with Amy’s aptly named ‘what fresh hell’) award goes to Margalit for her Mastercard worthy whines: ”Pictures of my daughter on Facebook smoking a bong. Priceless!”

We all can relate to, “Gas over $4.00/gal. Fantastic!” I am trying to look at this as an opportunity – after all, I like trains. I mean, 48 hours on Amtrak to travel 700 miles is an adventure, right?

The Elevated Risk of Mullet award goes to Kathy for the "Annual State Budget Rodeo and Standoff, wherein no checks get cut until 2/3 of the state legislature does the polka en masse and the governor learns to play the accordion," which we all think is the best way to describe the state budgeting process ev-ah.

Miranda’s anti-whine of “no one died this weekend” is indeed worthy. But, honey, we think that being your anti-whine, is whine-worthy in and of itself.

Klee, we are glad your performances (new choreography and all) are going well. Maybe Indiana Jones with the husband can be your victory lap when it is all over?

Liz, yay that the puking was a one time, motion sickness sort of thing, and the rash faded. Keep ducking those kid germ disasters!

Madeline, good save on the birthday! I am glad the art school was an acceptable substitute for Build-An-Alliterative-Stuffed-Animal.

The self-selected Old Skool prize to Purple­­_Kangaroo, for her situation with the housecleaners. Yes, yes, universe, she is grateful they make her life easier. But, could you please see if they could make her life easier without burning holes in her carpet and leaving her floors sticky with toxic chemicals?

Cluesticks to DevilMacDawg’s boss who forgets that DMD has, ya’ know, a LIFE, Sara’s micromanaging boss, and Sue’s stoopid “care” team.

Sarah at ratatat also gets an Old Skool prize for her deferred closet whine. We think you deserve a nice new closet, and wish you luck sorting out the dimensions of other people’s closets in the meantime.

DMD, good luck on the single parenting. We all know that “almost potty trained” is the worst, but have faith you are up to the challenge.

All the good vibes and (caffeinated) tea in China to Jenevieve, who is conquering finals and moving this week, so she can move on to the rocking summer.

Thanks for playing, Pixies. See you next week!

The ice cream edition!

This Wednesday Whining is brought to you from the southern coast, by a redzils who grew up much, much further north. The humidity is 50%, the temperatures are in the high 80s, and I feel like an icecream cone - I am melting.....

My anti-whine? Even though I wasn't signed up in advance, Miranda is letting me host my Very! First! Wednesday! Whine! Thanks, Miranda!

What are your whines, pixies? Any good anti-whines to cancel them out?

Anticipatory ice cream all around!

Awards! Brought to you by the number 325.

By my calculations, yesterday marked the start of my three-hundred-and-twenty-fifth period. To celebrate, I am adding a bottle of extra-strength motrin to every prize!!

Sarah at Ratatat wins "Most Heart-breaking" with the words "Anti-whine: she promises to try to keep my ovaries". Sarah, we are all thinking of you and so grateful that your girl is growing well and hoping that you get to keep all your girly bits intact and healthy. Love, love, love.

The "Happy Fireplacing Birthday" award goes to Kathy A., who also wins the style award for her haiku:

son's new bike, early

birthday present, was stolen

birthday is 6/5.

The "Timing is Everything" award goes to Diane. Two-person department! Two due dates! One! Day! Apart! Woo!

This week's "Elevated Risk of Mullet" goes to....Kathy A! for "There is significant local pressure for me to clean the fireplacing litter boxes again, already, as if I hadn't done that in the last 24 hours, too." I'm not sure, but I think this may be the first week that Style and EROM went to the same person for two different whines.

Debangel is, I think, worthy of a new award: the "Yes, my dear, you win" award for most worthy whines in a single paragraph. I'm so sorry, Debangel, about everything.

KLee, I know you are going to slay them! Congratulations on your opening night!

Hugs to margalit.

And congratulations to Esperanza's Baboo who does NOT have the horrible disease!!! May she now remember how to sleep through the night. Sending also patience to Baboo's daddy. Rome was not built in a day.

Hugs and air freshener to Amy and Amy's mom.

And...that's all for this week. Tune in next week when your hostess with the mostest will be the lovely and talented Miranda!

Wednesday Whining: Aaaaggghhh!!! It's Wednesday Edition

My whine is I forgot it was Wednesday and I'm HOSTING!

Go to it people!

News Flash

The WW community supports families of every sort. Today, the California Supreme Court -- which, despite the stereotypes about my state, is pretty darned conservative -- decided that same-sex marriages do not violate the California Constitution.

We therefore conclude that in view of the substance and significance of the
fundamental constitutional right to form a family relationship, the California
Constitution properly must be interpreted to guarantee this basic civil right to
all Californians, whether gay or heterosexual, and to same-sex couples as well
as to opposite-sex couples.

Here is a news clip. Here is the Court opinion.

I'm calling this the Anti-Whine of the week, and one a long time coming.

The "I'd Like a Refund" Edition*

Congratulations to Liz on her Graduation! Today!

Five Months Along Awards to Turtlebella, Diane, and Amy!

Hooray to Esperanza’s Baboo, who is adding developmental milestones!

Much love to Elizabeth, who heard the worst kind of news about a friend’s child and husband.
Hugs to Klee, who has worked so hard and made great progress, and cluestick to her director; Sue, whose specialist appointment was moved up, but is still weeks away; History Enthusiast, who is struggling and depressed; Purple Kangaroo, whose therapist advised there is nothing more to be done; and NUD, who did not get the job.

Old Skool Awards to Madeleine, who has a sore on the tip of her tongue, and Elizabeth, whose shoes have all conspired to give her blisters.

Duct Tape Award to Miranda, for creative car repair after an unfortunate incident that is probably the cat’s fault. Also, the coveted Elevated Risk of Mullet Award for: "Mailboxes and sideview mirrors were not meant to be BFF’s . . .."

Teeny tiny Violin Awards to Diane’s husband, and PK’s 5 year old, both injured so grievously that they can’t do anything except what they want to do.

Adventures in Teen Parenting Award to Margalit, for dealing with text porn. Yuckerino.

There are so many whines of substance this week. Hugs, brownies, and our best to all the Pixies suffering this week from: missing school already; achy belly; varicose veins; lack of sleep; velcro cats; children who need to be dragged places; caffeine deprivation; travel adventures; canker sores, allergies, and/or bloody noses; children with issues and their 504's; depression; puppy trouble twice a day; lack of progress on the dissertation; flimsy props; headaches; depressed spouses; fatigue; chronic health problems; overdoing it; spouses who la la la la can’t see the clutter; co-workers of such a magnitude of idiocy that work now monitors e-mail and internet use; waiting to hear about the promotion; baboos who will be a different gender than hoped; working in the "ivory basement"; working in the middle of freaking nowhere; and, of course, the perennial favorites of dirty dishes, dirty laundry, dirty bathroom, and piles of junk that multiply like bunnies.

Thanks for playing! See you next week, when the host will be our own Newest Graduate, Liz!

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* Title inspired by PK.