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Hello? I guess this is it. I've been reduced to blogging here from an eternal blog-o-void, holding up my keyboard like John Cusack's boom box, dropping words into space never to hear from them again. I have so much more respect for all the Mommy-bloggers who do this sort of thing regularly, because if you ask me, trying to blog daily is like asking Helen Keller to do stand-up. In case you haven't figured it out, yet. Feedback would be nice.

A fellow "mommy-friend" just sent this to me. Had to share it.

Somebody kill the easter bunny. Please. He's force feeding me candy eggs. I'm going into diabetic shock.

I really love this clip of film and I wish I knew who made it. I love how honest and unemotional the kids are talking about how it feels to grow up with a severe, ananphylactic food allergy. I sure wish more schools would show this more. It's hard enough to grow up, and there's always something that makes you feel like a freak some of the time, but for these kids that thing that makes them feel awkward is something that could kill them. But, damn it, every single day I hear the Disney Channel sitcoms and tweeny films (The family room TV is where my computer is.) and it seems like anytime a character in a kid's show is "neurotic" or annoying -- it has to do with them "having food allergies." I'm SO sick of that crap. Why don't the scriptwriters in Encino or whatever crappy North Hollywood place they live watch this clip. Why don't they figure out that these kids are not fussy or demanding. They're quiet heros. Put that in the sitcoms.

Here's a strong piece about how deathly food allergies can be. I would like to see an american group carry on the wonderful awareness project here in our country. Sometimes it seems that Canada and the UK are light years ahead of America in warning people about the dangers of these deadly reactions. (I'm sure it has nothing to do with Peanuts being a major US export.)

I'm so burned out by the last two months. Christmas mania. Overnights with Peanut Allergies. Homework deadlines. After school sports. Health management. Food. Cooking. Driving. Birthday parties. Money. School. Did I mention peanut allergies? I actually only writing this in order offer a link to a wonderful piece one mother wrote about her own daughter's allergy. I loved it. Enjoy http://www.allergymoms.com/modules/wordpress/index.php?p=400

It's our national holiday, President's Day. So important they don't deliver mail or send kids to school. Because "they" have assumed we will remember our dead leaders so much more effectively with the day -- to shop. Holiday? No. It's the day parents endure because we have to, that's what it is. Nobody anywhere is sitting around contemplating past presidential moments of genius. And so...my kids are home from school. I have more of the same cold I had a week ago. My sinus surgery's "improvements" have, so far, been laughably underwhelming. I'm just as stressed and behind the 8-Ball as everyone else...And yet, somehow, in all the chaos, I stumble upon this video clip and I know that everything's gonna be okay. And so, I offer you this tribute to things are fun, even if this guy was never remotely presidential. Remember to bookmark and review this clip the next you're about to throw a Pity Party. Okay--So, here's the thin...