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Housekeeping and Contests

Rather than clean my front hallway, which desperately needs a good organization, I instead cleaned the sidebar and read A.M. Homes The Mistress’s Daughter (we may want to read this for a future book club–it’s fantastic so far). How did I clean the sidebar? Well, I combined many categories under a single icon–a party hat labeled Happy Lists and Community Projects. So if you are looking for the Creme de la Creme or the Blilt projects or any of the 1000 lists we seem to be continually compiling, click on the icon and it will take you to a linked menu page. Be forewarned if you haven’t read things like the Creme de la Creme or Friday Blog Roundup Extravaganza yet, you will be reading for hours…

Two, due to interest expressed in the last post, I have set up a candy exchange. This will be ongoing, forever and ever, with a stream of candy running through your whole lifetime if you so choose. The idea works in much the same way as JJ’s Braces Bunch (join that too!), except you will be sending/sent candy instead of snail mail. You can drop in and out as your liking. Once you fill out the form, you never need to fill it out again (unless information changes). To get your first match, see the candy exchange post for directions. Let the candy eating begin (can you imagine how much nicer a BFN binge will be with chocolates from another country?).

Three, thanks to Celeste’s suggestion, I have set up a cafepress store that I am still playing with in terms of products and images offered. There is a link to it in the sidebar or you can click over and see it here: Stirrup Queen’s Store. I don’t know what I’m going to do with the money gained from the store except place it back in the community. Once there is actually money to use, I may open it up to the community or I may go with an idea that has been percolating all summer. There will probably be products added from time to time including a Lost and Found t-shirt and music from the movies. So I welcome your ideas and comments and, of course, sales.

Lastly, this is my paltry limerick for Lori’s Limerick Contest. It is not too late to join (entries are due on the 5th). I’m afraid I’m just not much of a poet…

This woman draws bloggers together
In the sea of infertility she’s our tether
Planning D.C. dinners and drinks
As well as writing posts that make you think
That Lindsay is certainly clever

September 3, 2007   Comments Off on Housekeeping and Contests

Candy Exchange

There has been a lot of interest in a candy exchange due to that last post and I don’t think it has to be a single exchange at one point in time. I think it can be handled in the same way as the braces bunch as an ongoing exchange. I don’t need candy once. I need an ongoing stream of candy.

The candy exchange is open to any blogger in the infertility/pregnancy loss/assisted conception/adoption/pregnant or parenting after infertility, loss, or adoption community. I’ll also take readers if people are familiar with them in the community. It’s simply a matter of trust since personal information will need to be shared during the exchange. This project is always open and you can join/drop out at any time.

Here is how it works:

  • Cut-and-paste the form below in a Word document.
  • Fill in the information.
  • Paste the form into the body on an email and send it to thetowncriers@gmail.com. Emails with attachments generally go into my spam folder and I never see them. If you want me to get your email, don’t use an attachment–place the form in the body of the email.
  • I will match you with another blogger–either overseas or in your country.
  • I will send each blogger the other’s information.
  • There is a $10 goal (with an $8–12 range) on purchasing candy.
  • You will send a package to one another and report when you get the package so I can check off the exchange as complete. It would be nice if you blogged about it.
  • Once an exchange is complete, you can request your next match.

Your address (or a work address) will obviously be given to the other person in order to receive the package. I will not pass along information to anyone who is not paired with you for an exchange. Once you complete one exchange with your partner, you can decide whether you want to do additional exchanges with the same person (you can arrange this between yourselves) or with a new person (tell me and I’ll match you again–you don’t need to fill out the form again unless you have different information).

CANDY EXCHANGE FORM

Directions: Cut-and-paste the form below in a Word document. Fill in the information. Paste the form into the body on an email and send it to thetowncriers@gmail.com. Emails with attachments generally go into my spam folder and I never see them. If you want me to get your email, don’t use an attachment–place the form in the body of the email.

Name:

Name and URL of blog:

Email address:

Address where candy will be sent (including any special instructions for labeling):

If you are able to get candy from locations other than your hometown (for instance, if you travel often, living near a border, or know you are taking a trip this year), please give a list of other places where you can obtain candy for the exchange:

Would you prefer candy from your home country or candy from outside your country (you can also list a country if you’re particularly interested in being matched with a blogger from a certain country. Please note that if there isn’t a blogger from that country and that is the only exchange you want to do, you may have to wait until someone signs up from that country):

Food allergies or aversions:

Favourite flavours:

Favourite types of candy (eg. licorice, chocolate, jawbreakers):

Candies I’ve heard about/remember from overseas (also put location):

Candies I’ve always wanted to try:

Candies I would be sad to receive:

Any other important information:

Once you are finished, send it to
thetowncriers@gmail.com with the word “candy” in the subject line. Once I have a critical mass, I will begin sending out the exchanges.

September 3, 2007   Comments Off on Candy Exchange

Hey, Little Girl, You Want Some Candy Candy Candy?

Prior to our elementary school closing down in third grade, we walked to school on a path through the woods. Because this was the late 70s/early 80s where child killers hid behind trees or rolled around in unmarked vans (as opposed to hunting down people via the Internet or luring them away with cell phones) and because my mother had scared the bejebuzz out of me that a child killer would be waiting for ME behind one of these emaciated trees in the woods to offer me treats laced with cyanide, my friend and sister would “hide” behind the slender trunks that hid precisely three inches of their body and say to me over and over again, “hey, little girl, you want some candy, candy, candy?”

And the answer is yes.

I am a horder of candy. I not only like to eat it, but I like to own it. I like knowing I have candy at my beck and call. Currently, I have a box of 100 calorie M & M packs on my desk and an unopened box of snowcaps in the kitchen. And it makes me happy.

I am a relatively picky eater. I don’t like foods that are white–why? I don’t know. But I can’t walk by mayonnaise at the store and I can’t try most cheeses. But a white piece of candy? No problem. Ordering the garden roll at the sushi restaurant last night was comment-worthy for the table (Melissa trying something new?), but I have a secret inner strength when it comes to trying candy, even when said candy is comprised of thousands of sticky flax seeds.

Tal Ben Shahar made me list out things that made me happy last night and candy was high on the list. I like packaging and the aesthetics of the treat. I like smell and taste. The crackle of a Kit Kat or the pop of an Elite bar with pop rocks embedded in the chocolate. And as I said before, simply holding it. I like the feel of candy. I like just knowing it’s in my bag even if I have no plans to eat it.

Another blogger (and I’m sorry, I can’t remember who) once ran a candy exchange where people sent their favourite treats from their country to someone living overseas. The British got to eat M & Ms and we got their Smarties. I would love to do that if anyone is interested. I not only like to receive candy, but I like to make it and buy it too and give it to other people.

But to make me happy this morning, I am making a list of my favourite candies, past and present. This list is subject to change as you also list your favourite candies and I have a “oh! I forgot about that!” moment.

  1. M & Ms
  2. Unnamed Mint Bar Taken From Pantry–I think it was made by Nestles Rowntree, but whenever I babysat for a certain family, I would always take one of these candy bars they had sent over from South Africa (just for the record, I took it with permission). It was a bright green mint wafer that cracked and snapped when you bit into it and the whole thing was covered in chocolate. Does anyone have any idea what I’m talking about?
  3. Elite Bar with Pop Rocks
  4. Chocolate-covered orange peels
  5. See’s Toffee-ettes
  6. Peppermint bark
  7. Necco wafers
  8. Dynamints
  9. Cadbury Dairy Milk
  10. Stick-o-Pep Lifesavers

September 2, 2007   Comments Off on Hey, Little Girl, You Want Some Candy Candy Candy?

Friday Blog Roundup

As I say at the start of my new blogroll list, perhaps I am dumber than a napkin, but I never understood how one efficiently created a blogroll list that others could link to and use from their own blog. And then I figured it out so without further ado:

The Stirrup Queen’s Completely Anal List of Blogs That Proves That She Really Missed Her Calling as a Personal Organizer

Go on, click over for a second and look at it and then come back. Cool, huh? So it’s all the goodness of my sidebar in a single post that will be continually updated as I add blogs or move others around. There are about 800 blogs on the list. I have a link to the list at the top of my sidebar too (glance on over to the top of the sidebar on the right…see?) So feel free to link to the list and if you can’t fit my extended title (see above) on your sidebar, you can (sigh…) shorten it to The Stirrup Queen’s List of Blogs (but where is the fun in that?). And if you’re not on the list (use the find feature on your browser’s tool bar), send me an email (thetowncriers@gmail.com) or leave a comment so I can add you.

Next, an ode to Bea for my jury prize for the IIFF. She sent me a bottle of Alchemy Cordial’s Love for our film Mother Earth’s Flower Shop. I would have never attempted to make a film if not for Bea who encouraged me to join in for the first festival. Since Alchemy Cordials is in Brisbane, I have decided to serenade Bea with this song that we sang when we were little. I have since learned that it was supposed to be Belfast City or another Irish location, but when I first heard it, I knew it as Brisbane City. So imagine this sung instead of flat words on a page while I hold up a huge “thank you” sign:

I’ll tell me Ma when I get home
The boys won’t leave the girls along
They pull my hair and steal my comb
But that’s all right ’till I get home
She is fine and she is pretty
She is the queen of Brisbane City
She is courting one, two, three
Hey, won’t you tell me, who is he?

She is most definitely courting one. But will it be twins or…triplets? Please also go over and wish Bea congratulations if you haven’t already for her positive beta.

Next up: the first challenge for Come On Get Happy (there will be at least four other activities coming up that will make you happy, damn it! You will be fucking happy by the time I’m done with you!) starts tomorrow–Saturday. It is really never too late to join, though it’s obviously best to start doing your task at the beginning of the month since you’re supposed to try the ritual for a full month before deciding if it works or not to make you happier. But if you read about it and were feeling shy, please don’t be. Join along, give support and encouragement to other people on the list, and definitely check back on September 30th when everyone will post how their ritual turned out. I will post reminders on Fridays to add something to the blog post you are keeping in your draft folder.

Two other noteworthy ideas floating in the blogosphere this week:

Lori at Weebles Wobblog has started a Limerick Chicks contest that absolutely rocks. There are three rules: (1) write a limerick (think Hickory Dickory Dock if you don’t know the form). (2) use the name or blog name of another person in the blogosphere and link to their blog in your poem (see, that’s where it gets really cool). (3) no mentionings of Nantucket. The fine details are on her blog. Please join along–I will be working on some this weekend since the due date is September 5 (Wednesday).

And though it was also in the Lost and Found, I think it bears repeating. D Marie at Bella Vida has graciously offered 100 free bracelets of Infertility’s Common Thread to the first takers. This project also spreads Common Thread awareness because people who get the free bracelet are asked to add the icon to their blog along with a link back to the original Infertility’s Common Thread post. If you don’t blog, you can add the link to your email signature. So not only is she crafty (in the artistic sense), but she’s an activist too. Even if you already have your bracelet, spread the word about D Marie’s project because more people can join along. Twice this week I read stories on bulletin boards (yes, I still visit IVF Connections and Resolve) about a person finding a fellow stirrup queen due to the fact that they were both wearing the thread. How cool is that? I’m waiting for that to happen to me. The best I’ve gotten so far is someone (who wasn’t wearing the bracelet) pointing to my bracelet and saying, “oh, you also read Stirrup Queens!” Um…

Wow…a lot of stuff this Friday. And now, let’s get down to the blogs because there are many links there too. I’ll try to keep my descriptions on the brief side though sometimes a chickie just has to gush.

This first post took my breath away and it stuck with me all weekend. Carole at The Journey From Here wrote about the night before she went to the hospital to deliver the son she knew would die after birth. Her other children came into their bed and it was the last night the five were together as a family. She stayed up the whole night talking to him. It is impossible to get through this post without cry. It is important not to walk away from it without reading.

A day late on my end (so sue me), but I loved this post at Twisted Ovaries. It’s about wanting what other people have. Coveting their place in life. As she says, it transcends the idea of keeping up with the Joneses. I
t’s not about getting a better version, it’s about life being so painful where you are that you wish you could be somewhere else. And there is never a stopping point. It’s all a matter of point of view. When she wasn’t pregnant, 30 weeks along sounded like a great place to be. Now that she’s 30 weeks along, the viewpoint has changed. It’s a really interesting post.

Electric Lady at City Girl Tales has a post about what it’s like being in a different space yet still being tied to infertility. She writes: “I understand it, but I don’t feel it the way I used to. I still consider myself infertile, but let’s face it–I’ve got the prize. I have what I wanted for so long, and so for the most part, the wounds of infertility have healed.” Yet she was still moved to tears by Kellie Coffey’s video. It’s a wonderful point-of-view.

Only Julie at A Little Pregnant could make me laugh and cry and gasp and sniffle through one entry. Her posts about her father’s death have touched me beyond belief. Losing someone I love–my worst fear. And yet she is able through her words to take you right to the edge and look over without allowing you to fall. And this line made me want to drive up to New England and hug her: “What our bodies can’t do is not who we are.”

Barely Sane at Infertility Licks has a beautiful post called “Grandma J.” It is about sending an email and photos to the birthmother of her child. The emails go through the birthmother’s mother and this time, the grandmother wrote back immediately and signed the email “Grandma J.” Barely Sane writes: “And it brought a tear to my eye. Because she IS her grandma and for the first time ever, she has allowed me to glimpse that in her heart, SP will always be her grandchild. And I’m glad.” Gorgeous.

Frenchie, otherwise known as Miss Inconceivability, has a great post about two paths. Her first child came into the family through adoption and right now she is wondering how to go about bringing a second child into their life. Should they go to adoption again? Should they try fertility treatments, even though they’re hardly a sure thing? It is more than just choosing a path–it’s about your own personal dreams and the things you thought you’d complete during your sojourn on earth. It’s a very interesting discussion–head over and jump into it.

There were two quotes I loved this week (okay, more than two, but these were two of them):

I just have to think of the irony in that we treat our bodies like fragile, porcelain vases that could shatter if we did any of the above when TTC. And yet it takes us years to conceive, if we do at all.”–Sticky Bean from this post.

“I feel like I cannot catch a break in my head and heart right now.”–Soulbliss from this post.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeew. Long Friday Blog Roundup this week.

Oh–last thing about The Stirrup Queen’s Completely Anal List of Blogs that Proves That She Really Missed Her Calling as a Personal Organizer: the sidebar will always be a bit more up-to-date than the post list. I will update the post list every week or so, though I update the sidebar continuously as people add their blog or I find their blog or I move a blog. So the url for the post will never change, but the contents of the post will as new blogs are added or moved.

And that is really it. Have a wonderful weekend and scroll back up to the top of the post if you’ve already forgotten that you’re supposed to be starting your ritual this weekend.

August 31, 2007   10 Comments

Tangoing with Elephants (Children Mentioned)

Since the kids were born, we’ve been pushing our broad-minded, free loving agenda down their throats with (gasp!) books that celebrate all forms of family building as well as all cultures. Not only can they recite the ingredients for Bee Bim Bop but we’ve poisoned their minds with the environmental propaganda of the Lorax. We’re molding our kids in our sustainable-Judaism-with-a-sprinkling-of-Quaker-philosophy image. Farm work? Bread baking? Why don’t we just dress them in Commie red and call it a day?

At least according to an article in Galleycat this week. Our children’s favourite book has come under fire and is apparently, according to the ALA, the most challenged book of 2006. It’s unsurprising that it is one of our family favourites considering our nauseating levels of inclusivity and our tendency to poison our children with not only acceptance but celebration of all people. Josh emailed me the Galleycat story with a horrified “Save Tango!” Save Tango indeed–and keep him all to ourselves if people out there can’t appreciate a fantastic book with gorgeous pictures that celebrates a family coming together (though it’s nice to see that And Tango Makes Three has bumped Catcher in the Rye from its semi-constant spot on the ALA’s list).

We are Tango lovers. Plain and simple. We have a small chick stuffed animal that looks like Tango and my son holds her while I read the book, squeezing her tummy to produce a static-y chirping sound when Tango bursts from her egg (though I’ll admit this only to you–even though the real Tango is a girl and I just used female pronouns, for some reason, we refer to Tango as male in our house). We have spoken about taking a trip to the Central Park Zoo to see Roy and Silo (thank you, penguins, for all looking alike so we can point to any two random penguins and claim we have found our pair–though I heard rumours through a friend that Roy and Silo split up. I think she’s just talking trash). It’s sort of sad that other children will miss out on this story–especially when it drives home the idea of how much some parents want their children.

And on that front, we have an excellent new book that we’ve been reading a lot as of late. We got a copy of Carolina Nadel’s Mommy, Was Your Tummy Big? which also comes in a donor insemination version called Daddy, Was Mommy’s Tummy Big? You can read the book online by going to Carolina Nadel’s website and clicking “next” after each page (look to the right of the picture). It explains donor egg to children and my thought was to allow the twins to write their own review. But so far, all I could get from them was this thoughtful critique:

Dadaist Book Review with Girl and Boy

Melissa: What was the funniest thing about the book?
Boy: I need to read it to you!
Girl: I want a book too!
Boy: I’m going to read to myself.
Melissa: But what was the funniest part of the book?
Boy: It’s so funny when he says, “did you eat the egg?” Did you eat the egg? No!
Melissa: Did you like this book?
Girl: It was just a pretend egg. The elephant didn’t eat the egg. But they were very sad.
Boy: I eat eggs. I don’t eat eggs. That’s why I need to read it again. I need to read it again, Mommy. I need to read it again.
Melissa: But did you like the book?
Boy: I like the colours. I love it because it’s funny. It’s so funny. Did you eat the egg?

The book is great. It’s very simple and the pictures are gorgeous. I think even more telling is the fact that my children immediately asked me to start over from the beginning at the end of the first reading. There is a real dearth of books about family building that extend past straight adoption. This, of course, is important if you subscribe to the philosophy that children should be introduced in an age-appropriate manner to their unique conception starting at birth so there is never a day that they learn they were conceived via IVF or donor gametes or entered the family through adoption. We started telling them about their conception back when they were in the NICU and I love that my children tell me, “you waited a long time for me! You really wanted to be a Mommy.”

It’s important to me that my children know that they weren’t simply a step on a common path: marriage, parenthood, retirement. They were not people we created simply because it was the next logical step. They were very wanted and we were willing to go through anything and go anywhere to create our family.

There are those who think that it’s wrong that we’re exposing our children to concepts like family building at age three. But it’s not only a concept that we’re comfortable we’re covering in an age-appropriate manner, but it’s a concept that we think is imperative to teach if we’re going to make open-minded, bleeding-heart offspring in our image. After all, what the world needs now is love, sweet love. Not a bunch of parents writing formal complaints to the ALA about a children’s book.

August 30, 2007   Comments Off on Tangoing with Elephants (Children Mentioned)

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