Monthly Archives: March 2007

throwing money at a kid

j0402894.jpgEarlier this month the Wall Street Journal had an article about the cost of having a kid. It disputed the original estimate of $279,000 as the no-frills, bare bones model. The estimates skyrocketed over $1.5million when adding in extravagant parties, private school, extra classes, toys and trips that many parents offer their kids these days. I am sure there are a lot of extras received around here on Bainbridge Island, possibly even in my own house. The author claimed that older parents having one child often lavished such benefits on that child due to the parents’ guilt about the state of the world today. Guilt?! I don’t think I have guilt about the world. Gift-giving here is more likely due to being TIRED! Be “AMA” on your doctor’s chart — advanced maternal age (35+) — when you have a kid, and when you can’t sleep at night, you wonder if it is due to the kid bothering you or to the early stages of menopause! If my kid would be mesmerized by an iPod or a Playstation for a couple of hours, I’d give it to her, too! Just let me rest for a minute!

The article also examined costs relating to parents taking exotic trips with their kids to “round out” their child’s life experience. Now, whoooooo really wants to take that trip to Costa Rica or Belize? I’ll tell you who, the parents, or in our case, my spouse (ever since we got married in Belize). And me, too, I admit. I USED TO travel, before having a child. Then packing became the equivalent of a Rolling Stones’ tour, only without the roadies, groupies and drugs (rats!). Do you think a kid reads Traveler or Conde Nast? Ha! I know! It must be that Postcards from Buster show. The only trip my kid really wants to take is to the park. She’d want to know if Costa Rica has a slide.

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contest: pot of gold vs. pot of green?

OK, now that my discussion of peeing in the park shifted into the territory of government bureaucracy and waste (no pun intended), we now move it into the spirit of individualism and invention. To solve the need for new restrooms at Waterfront Park here on Bainbridge Island, how about a contest? Americans love a good contest.

Here’s our idea: the challenge is to design new park restrooms in the most economical and eco-friendly form possible. Green potties! Maybe our bright high school students could take it on as a project, too. The contest would be open to all, but Bainbridge Island property tax payers should seriously consider competing since the alternative is we pay upwards of a million bucks for actual potties to be made (i.e., the “pot of gold”). Full disclosure: we have not discussed it with city representatives, but are sure they’d enjoy the public interest!

Submit ideas to:
City of Bainbridge Island
Dept. of Public Works
Director Randy Witt
280 Madison Avenue N.
Bainbridge Island, WA 98110

[This post can also be found at Bainbridge Breezes in the Seattle P.I.]

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movie SOS: Cache, a movie review

j0406477.jpgHas anyone seen Cache’? It’s a French film about a father and his guilt about events in his childhood, at least that is what it is about on the surface…..I think. I watched this movie and then had to Google it to figure out WTF I just watched! Some viewers even theorized online that one of the characters did not actually EXIST. While the comments brought up a lot questions, they did explain some, too. I feel a lot better about the movie now that I have read some reviews and comments. It might even be a good movie.

What did we obscure-movie watchers do before this handy thing call the Web? I used it after watching Brokeback Mountain and Lost in Translation. What DID they say at the end of those movies, and why could I not understand it even after replaying it FIVE times?! Are directors getting more “clever” these days or has my ability to analyze atrophied away thanks to Spongebob and Clifford saturation? I USED TO go to lots of foreign films, and I enjoyed the questions and ambiguous story lines. Now, as credits roll I grab my laptop because I have no CLUE what they are trying to say with their art.

What’s happened to me….hheeelllllppppp!

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horoscope horrors

My Virgo horoscope for yesterday, March 16th:

If you don’t have anything to look forward to right now, then make something to look forward to — you need to remind yourself that you’re in charge of your life. It’s time to stop waiting for other people to make things happen!

My response? Shut up! Who asked you? Who is writing these things? My mother?! Interestingly, my Yahoo page had this as the March 17th horoscope, but the astrology website actually showed it as March 16th. What if today I SHOULD be waiting things out? What if I got it all backwards because I read it the wrong day?! Disaster! Divorce! Locusts!

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ferry safety first?

First, I must say that I am all for safety on the ferries, truly. My hubbie rides them everyday and I want him to make it back safe and sound. BUT it was no more than three seconds after my child declared her need for a potty (you moms know, that is a GOOD thing!) and we walked 5 feet over to the restrooms, when we heard an announcement “please do not leave your backpacks or other personal items unattended.” What did we leave? Take out food containers that were open with forks in them and a deck of cards. We had a choice, ferry people. Which is better? Either we take time to pack up all our stuff and you get to clean up pee off the bench and the floor, OR we leave it all and run to the bathroom. It reminded me of when we were on the boat heading to the aquarium with friends and the three toddlers in the group started roaming around the boat, so naturally the mommies followed. Then we heard it: “would the owner of the three strollers please return to your strollers.” We laughed but were red-faced. Empty strollers are a hazard now? Come on! The only explosions happening in a stroller are when the baby is actually riding in it. We call those “blow-outs.” And while there are a lot of moms contemplating taking their own life some of those really bad days, even for just a moment, I doubt there would be any suicide stroller attacks any time soon. Have we been that terrorized? Hey, that reminds me, has anyone seen my Lite Brite board anywhere?

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