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This Is for Lyzosy

Hey Lemon, Faye Wattleton was feeling your pain today. I just got this press release. She can get an amen from me:

Debate ignores misogynist content in the Imus fiasco

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(New York, NY) – Although the debate on Imus’ recent remarks against the Rutgers’ women’s basketball team has appropriately focused on the racial speech, one critical element that must be highlighted is the denigration of the young women for their gender.
Imus referred to the Rutgers’ team members as ‘hos,’ a sexual slur that humiliates and trivializes women and is indicative of the double-standard used in the coverage of female v. male sports. In addition, Imus’ reference to the players as ‘some rough girls’ diminished the player’s athletic and academic accomplishments.

“We can’t oversee the degradation to which these women have been subjected on the basis of their gender,” said Faye Wattleton, President of the Center for the Advancement of Women and lifelong advocate for women’s equality. “Despite the incontrovertible accomplishments of these women, Imus demeaned them with a most prejudiced speech.”

CFAW urges all media to expand on the Imus’ incident by addressing the generalized use of derogatory language and images in the media, a serious issue that affects the public’s perception and treatment of women and minorities.

The Center for the Advancement of Women has publicly condemned the use of hateful discourse against women by other public figures, most notably Ann Coulter. Last year, the Center launched Ann Coulter Does Not Speak for Me, a public awareness campaign that responds to Coulter’s attacks on women by providing research-based information and a petition her opponents can sign.

Zoe V. Kermit

Zoe the cat is almost 17 years old. She has been with me since shortly after I started college. She and I have lived in countless houses and apartments together, in four different cities and with various husbands and roommates. In that time, she’s been exposed to great deal of media. There’s always plenty of music. I love video games. And while I’m not proud to say so, our television is frequently yakking away.

Never, ever has she paid the slightest bit of attention to any form of electronic noise or lights.

That’s why it’s so funny to see her have such huge reaction to The Muppet Show. Season 1 is my latest Netflix selection. And oh the slinking, the cringing, the staring, the stalking. She is transfixed, and does not seem pleased by these singing puppets.

On the other hand, I’m tremendously pleased by them and she’s just going to have to suck it up. Sandy Duncan is the guest star as I type, and the Swedish Chef is making bagels.

Everyone Loves a Birthday!

Happy Birthday to Youououououo!
Happy Birthday to Youououououo!
Happy Birthday Dear Steakums!
Happy Birthday to Youououououououou!

I hope your day is filled with cake.

I’m so thirsty. There are not enough bottles of water in the world. My new favorite treat is what we call “the seltzer juice.” 1/4 to 1/3 cup pomegranate juice and 3/4 to 2/3 lime seltzer water.

The punch line of my week is my doctor telling me to gain weight. It’s just a hard thing to synthesize being told. I’ve never been overweight, but never been underweight either. And suddenly, I don’t weigh enough. It’s no big deal and I think once I convinced her that I’m not resisting gaining she seemed satisfied. I’m still in the “Food? Food is gross” phase. I have it on good authority that will shortly change into something where no one’s dinner is safe.

In non-uterine news, I continue to drag my site kicking and screaming toward the relaunch. It’s scheduled for about two weeks from now. If I’ve been absent, and continue to be so until then, you will know why. It will be worth it as our new site is going to march out and massacre all other web sites with its awesomness. I will be sure to shamelessly plug it here when the time comes.

Minor Survivor Spoiler Alert
Does anyone here watch Survivor? Because all I can say about tonight is: Hooray! I hate a whiner. (Unless the whiner is funny.)

My work is done for the day, so I’m going to grab my Battlestar Galactica podcast and let Ron Moore talk me to sleep.

Finally!

Oh my LJ Friends, you have no idea how hard it has been for me not to tell you that I am pregnant.

Here’s what happened:

As we got closer to logging in our dossier with China, it became obvious that the increasing popularity of the program meant that we’d likely wait a minimum of two years for our baby.

So I suggested to Damon that we might take one more crack at getting pregnant. If it happened quickly enough it wouldn’t interfere with the adoption timeline. Damon said he was all for it, provided nothing jeopardized us going to China on schedule. While the bio baby was theoretical at this point, the Chinese baby is concrete to us and neither one of us was willing to do anything to fool with that.

The next part of the plan was fertility testing. We still didn’t want any treatments, but thought it would be good to know if there was any point in trying again. One of those tests for me was called hysterosalpingogram. A doctor injected dye through my reproductive system and then watched on a monitor to see if there were any blockages. We got the all clear, and the information that the test tended to enhance fertility for a few months. And that was all it took. About a week after the test I was pregnant, although I wouldn’t know it for a few weeks.

This all went on in early January. I’ll be 13 weeks tomorrow and am due 10/7. It’s been a little bit of a bumpy ride, complete with miscarriage scares, which has made it a little easier to keep the secret. But now I’ve seen fetus gymnastics on the sonogram and am starting to feel like we’re in business.

All of this also explains why I’ve been so absent from LJ. On one hand, I haven’t been feeling so perky. On the other hand, it’s hard to skirt the subject entirely and still post anything authentic.

I will warn you, it’s my first time being pregnant. I’m pretty sure I invented the condition and everything about it is fascinating. Feel free to skip my posts if you find this annoying.
My feelings won’t be hurt.

Damon and I are over the moon. Two kids in two years is a kind of insanity, but we’re up for it. And after that, I will be closing up shop. Because two… is my absolute limit.

Who likes the idea of a “Where the Wild Things Are” bedroom for two little kids?