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June 22, 2008

seriously-ishable

Thank you to everyone for your kind words Friday night and yesterday. I know DJ is not my son, but I care an awful lot about his dad and I will always have a very special place in my heart for that kiddo. Thank you to everyone who remembered.

In classic Poppy fashion, I'm completely changing the subject to encourage you to go to Squishable.com and buy huge stuffed animals for your loved ones. Yes, they're expensive, but it's because they're human-sized!

And in the randomest feat of all, I will now do a meme that I stole from Tori:

1. Father went to college?
No. Although, ironically, he worked for one for 35 years.

2. Father finished college?
See 1.

3. Mother went to college?
She has taken some classes in her mature life, but did not go during the traditional after-high-school years.

4. Mother finished college?
Nope! She don't need no stinkin' college, I assure you, but she'll probably finish one day so she can start writing books. She's a writer who has no time to write.

5. Have any relative who is an attorney, physician, or professor?
My great uncle was a pathologist. He is slightly famous here, but is no longer living.

6. Were the same or higher class than your high school teachers?
Huh? I read Tori's answer, so I guess this is supposed to be about social/economic standing, but it's still a weird question.

7. Had more than 50 books in your childhood home?
Way more.

8. Had more than 500 books in your childhood home?
Yes, that makes more sense.

9. Were read children’s books by a parent?
Not so much…

10. Had lessons of any kind before you turned 18?
No.

11. Had more than two kinds of lessons before you turned 18?
See 10. Oh, wait! I had gymnastics for like half a minute when I was 8. Totally doesn't count.

12. The people in the media who dress and talk like me are portrayed positively.
This is a weird question to me. I don't even know how to answer it.

13. Had a credit card with your name on it before you turned 18?
No.

14. Your parents (or a trust) paid for the majority of your college costs?
I went to college via tuition remission ($0 for classes) because my father worked at the university. I walked out of college debt free.

15. Your parents (or a trust) paid for all of your college costs?
My mom gave me some money for books, I had to pay the rest of the fees associated with college that weren't class. (Room, board, lab fees, rest of book money.)

16. Went to a private high school?
Uh, heh, NO.

17. Went to summer camp?
I went to religious camp for seven Memorial Day weekends in my youth, but to clean the camp up for the paying customers. Those were fun times… How did I go to that camp for seven years of my life but don't remember what it's called or where exactly in New York I was? Hmm.

18. Had a private tutor before you turned 18?
A private one? I had an algebra tutor in 8th grade because I was sick so much that year I didn't even get to master negative numbers before the final exam, but it was done at school during my study period.

19. Family vacations involved staying at hotels?
Yes, when we weren't camping.

20. Your clothing was all bought new before you turned 18?
I don't recall. Didn't have an older sister for hand-me-downs, but I can't promise that none of my clothes were from thrift stores.

21. Your parents bought you a car that was not a hand-me-down from them?
No. I did have their hand-me-downs from age 17-22.

22. There was original art in your house when you were a child?
No.

23. You and your family lived in a single family house?
From age 6-8 I lived in a house with Mom, her boyfriend, and one of his four sons. From age 11-15 I lived in a house with Mom, my maternal grandmother, and my maternal uncle. So, yes to single family house, but never in a traditional sense. :smiles: When I was 17 I moved into a brand new condo with my mom and new stepdad. I lasted two years before going absolutely insane and needing to move out despite not quite making enough money to support living away from home.

24. Your parent(s) owned their own house or apartment before you left home?
See 23.

25. You had your own room as a child?
My brother lived with my dad, as did my sister who I never talk about (complicated!), so I always had my own room at home.

26. You had a phone in your room before you turned 18?
Heh… as soon as I got on the BBS my mom was pretty much forced to buy me my own phone line if she ever wanted to use the phone. She could have said no, but I was a really hard core introvert, so she was just happy I was socializing with someone!

27. Participated in an SAT/ACT prep course?
No. Well, if by "course" you mean "activity book" then yes, but you don't mean that. :winks:

28. Had your own TV in your room in high school?
Yes. TV junkie. Had cable but no VCR.

29. Owned a mutual fund or IRA in high school or college?
Nope.

30. Flew anywhere on a commercial airline before you turned 16?
No.

31. Went on a cruise with your family?
I've never been on a cruise.

32. Went on more than one cruise with your family?
See 31.

33. Your parents took you to museums and art galleries as you grew up?
Yes, Mom took me to a ton of them. My favorite, hands down, is the Boston Museum of Science.

Wow, that's the end! Ok, then. :smiles:

June 21, 2008

Dear Puppy,

I miss you every day, but understand that you have somewhere else to be.

Thank you for being in my life for a tiny little bit.

Love you, buddy.

~Poppy

Puppy paws

September 21, 2007

a picture saying its own words


No, it's not Puppy's birthday, it's just been 3 months. It feels like just yesterday, and also an eternity.

(If you're new to Puppy, go here then here, but bring a box of tissues.)

July 11, 2007

The secret one

I was strong. Until the end. Now I'm weak.

July 4, 2007

I am behind in reading blogs, so I only just got to read Dawg's post from yesterday. I didn't realize I needed to heal, but when I read it I could feel that I was starting to. No other blogger has made me cry so much, and I am glad to be able to be there for a friend, even if not physically.

Love you, Dawg. ((((HUG))))

June 27, 2007

eulogy

If you want to cry then you read this post. If you don't want to cry then you don't read that post. You'll be a better person for reading it, so you should cry a little (oh, who am I kidding, a lot).

June 24, 2007

Reality virtual

This post is probably quite clearly the result of me pouring through all the blog posts and comments about Dawg and Puppy Monster.

Why is it so much more accepted as valid to have been in someone's physical presence and formed a friendship versus having met online, shared each other's deepest hopes and dreams, and realized you want to be each other's friend?

I'm doing a count in my head and telling you that every single one of the friends I am close with except two are people I knew from the internet first. They became my friends there first. I didn't have to meet them to know how incredibly amazing they were.

And for anyone who argues that meeting someone in person gives us a better sense that the person is genuine: Is that really true? We all get tricked by people in our physical lives as well, from time to time. We all think we know people and then realize we don't know them as well as we thought. That's life.

I think Amy, creator of the graphics for the Puppy Monster memorial, says it best:

    "Can you believe this? I've never been so proud to belong to a community before in my life. It's one thing to say you have friends, but it's another thing when the chips are down to see who really stands by you - no matter how far away, how well they know you, or if you've ever met face to face."

I can believe it, I'm so happy that there are truly good people in the world, and that I get to be a part of a truly selfless act for an incredible person. I'm also really happy that, much to his chagrin, Avi's reputation as a total asshole has been completely and utterly and irrevocably decimated. Sorry, sweetie, your teddy bear heart is shining through. And so are those of all the people who are showing Dawg support monetarily and through kind words. (But, Avi, scooch a little closer for a sec: If you make that kitten killing video you [I HOPE] joked about in order to get your reputation "back on track" I am not kidding about turning you in, so DON'T. DO. IT.)

To Helen and B and any of my other readers who may have quietly purchased graphics, thank you so very, very much.

little one

In memory of Puppy Monster

The 37-photo set is at flickr.

June 23, 2007

Thanks so much to everyone who has donated to Dawg for the costs associated with something he should never have even experienced, the loss of his son.

Avi just told me that as of 6:30pm today 117 people have donated almost $1800. I am so amazed by everyone's generosity. I have hope for this world. If you're interested in following the progress please visit Avi's blog and look in the sidebar. He's keeping the total updated periodically. If you haven't donated or you're able to give more please buy a graphic. Or two. Or 100. :) Every little bit helps.

Bad things and good people should never have to meet.

Last night I spent several hours reading blogger posts and comments about Dawg and Puppy. Then I abruptly shut everything off and went to sleep. This morning I had terrible, terrible nightmares that I don't want to discuss and when I awoke Georgie was jumping onto the bed to spend time with me. She got on my chest and pushed her head into my hand to pet her. Then she gestured that she wanted to come under the covers with me. I petted her for a while then I just burst into tears and she didn't know what to do so she jumped down. I sat up on the side of the bed and cried some more … those achy, sobby tears … then brushed my teeth and took a shower and got dressed. When I came downstairs I did what I always do on Saturday which is go visit Avi for his Saturday vlog. I knew it would be about Dawg and Puppy. I was trying to be a champ about it, but as soon as I saw that in 15 hours we had contributed $1100 to Dawg I just lost it all over again. Because Adam is such a good person for organizing this. Because we love a blogger and show him our support. Because I can't take back that day for Dawg. Because I want to give Dawg a big hug and take his pain away.

I love you, Dawg. I love you, Puppy, and I miss you.