I live just a few miles from Mesilla, New Mexico, which was once the capital of the NM-AZ Territory, and is the place where Billy the Kid was tried and jailed.
I'm also not far from Chope's Cantina, a local Mexican food legend.
My baby girl was born early this month and I used Blogger to set up a simple blog where we post a picture every day. Or used to, until you guys weirded me out with all this talk about creeps on the internet.
On the other hand, no harm seems to have come to Trixie MacNeill so far, and her parents have been putting up very public, near daily pictures of her for almost three years.
My wife has bipolar disorder (type II) and is on a very effective combination of Zoloft (an SSRI)and Lamictal. For the past two years, you'd never be able to guess that she'd ever had any psychiatric difficulty. At the time she became pregnant in October (our first child) the OB-GYN and the psychiatrist both said that neither medicine would present a problem. Then about a month ago our pharmacist called with information that a new study said Zoloft in the 3rd trimester can cause some respiratory difficulty for the baby at birth. And now this study. So: sucky timing. It's kind of annoying that part-way through the process we get this information. Mrs. Platypus is now slowly tapering off the Zoloft so that it will be out of her system when during the 3rd trimester, and here's hoping that Lamictal alone will be enough to keep her depression managed until the kid is born. If not, we'll have to do the fun calculus of whether a having a depressed mommy is likely to be worse for the baby than the potential side effects of SSRI withdrawal.
The tragic irony is that it sounds as though the potential problems aren't too severe, but every time we get news like this, it gives her more things to worry about, which risks sparking another depressive episode. I think we're about to decide that maybe no more TV news or web-surfing would be a good idea until early July.
Well, it could be worse. This is a newcast from the students at Ohio University, not a professional report. I'm guessing Louis has found another major by now.
The Catholic Church has not announced that the Bible isn't all true. Catholic bishops in the UK, however, have again clarified their stance that not every Biblical text is intended to convey historical or scientific fact. There's nothing new in this story. It's akin to a press release announcing: "Some clerics believe there was no actual 'Good Samaritan.'" Just because a writing isn't historical doesn't mean it can't teach truth, be inspired, or function as a resource for faithful living. Sloppy writing of a non-story.
Did you notice that the new baby, Johannah, has an older sister named Joy-anna?
Okay by me if they want to have a bunch of kids, but I really think you should stop when you've run out of unique names.
Or at least move on to "K." Would it be so bad to have a Kaitlen or Kaydin like everyone else?
I guess I'm upper middle-class according the NYT. I've just about maxed out the education scale, and my income just breaches the top 5th. My job (clergy) carries some residual prestige, but not like physician or lawyer. It's my negative net worth that really brings my score down. Stinkin' student loans!
The missed my favorite road song, Garth Brooks' "Much Too Young to Feel This Damn Old."
This old highway's gettin' longer,
Seems there ain't no end in sight....
And the white line's getting longer,
and the saddle's getting cold.
And I'm much too young to feel this damn old.
I feel like that.
When I was six, my father ran a small municipal airport in north central Texas--basically just a place for private aviators to hangar their planes and a simple runway. We lived at the airport, so I got accustomed to seeing planes landing and taking off throughout the week.
I woke up once late at night and looked out my window to see a large, saucer shaped ship hovering over the runway. There were red lights around the perimeter, and it was making no noise at all. Before long, it flew off.
Maybe it was real; maybe I had an overactive imagination. Wish I knew for sure.
When I was five I woke up in the middle of the night and saw two ghosts standing at the foot of my bed. They looked pretty much how you think of ghosts--indistinct, pale forms, but clear enough to see clothing and facial features. Both were female. One was an adult and the other was a little girl about the age I was at the time. They were holding hands, and they were wearing bonnets and aprons. At the time I thought they looked like maids.
I closed my eyes, covered my face with the blanket and counted to ten. When I looked back up, they were still there, so I ran out and spent the night in my parents' room.
I never mentioned it again until a few years ago. When I did, my parents started talking about all kinds of freaky things they had experienced in that house. The radio would turn off and on by itself, doors would open or close. There was one room that always made them feel nervous, so it was only used for storage. I don't remember being aware of any of that when I was a kid, and it was unsettling to hear about it all later. So maybe I really did see what I thought I did.
I don't know what to call this, but it's not unusual for me to have a very intense nightmare (really horrific stuff). During these nightmares, I often become aware that I am dreaming, yet I can't wake up and I get "get out" of the dream. It's still just as frightening. Although I am aware on one level, unlike lucid dreaming, I can't exercise control over what is happening. What I can do, though, is make a kind of moaning sound, which is my wife's signal that I'm caught in a nightmare again and I need her to wake me up. I do this intentionally, knowing she is there and that she will get me out of the nightmare. I haven't run across anyone else with quite this same experience.
I live just a few miles from Mesilla, New Mexico, which was once the capital of the NM-AZ Territory, and is the place where Billy the Kid was tried and jailed. I'm also not far from Chope's Cantina, a local Mexican food legend.
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 17 years ago
In "How I create My Space on the Web?"
My baby girl was born early this month and I used Blogger to set up a simple blog where we post a picture every day. Or used to, until you guys weirded me out with all this talk about creeps on the internet. On the other hand, no harm seems to have come to Trixie MacNeill so far, and her parents have been putting up very public, near daily pictures of her for almost three years.
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 17 years ago
In "2006 Roll Call:"
18! I'm flying to Cancun and getting wasted.
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 18 years ago
In "Prozac babies."
My wife has bipolar disorder (type II) and is on a very effective combination of Zoloft (an SSRI)and Lamictal. For the past two years, you'd never be able to guess that she'd ever had any psychiatric difficulty. At the time she became pregnant in October (our first child) the OB-GYN and the psychiatrist both said that neither medicine would present a problem. Then about a month ago our pharmacist called with information that a new study said Zoloft in the 3rd trimester can cause some respiratory difficulty for the baby at birth. And now this study. So: sucky timing. It's kind of annoying that part-way through the process we get this information. Mrs. Platypus is now slowly tapering off the Zoloft so that it will be out of her system when during the 3rd trimester, and here's hoping that Lamictal alone will be enough to keep her depression managed until the kid is born. If not, we'll have to do the fun calculus of whether a having a depressed mommy is likely to be worse for the baby than the potential side effects of SSRI withdrawal. The tragic irony is that it sounds as though the potential problems aren't too severe, but every time we get news like this, it gives her more things to worry about, which risks sparking another depressive episode. I think we're about to decide that maybe no more TV news or web-surfing would be a good idea until early July.
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 18 years ago
In "Worst. Weatherman. Ever."
Well, it could be worse. This is a newcast from the students at Ohio University, not a professional report. I'm guessing Louis has found another major by now.
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 18 years ago
In "Chastising the Wookie."
"warming up the pink Volvo." That's too good not to use.
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 18 years ago
In "The Catholic Church has Announced that the Bible isn't all true"
The Catholic Church has not announced that the Bible isn't all true. Catholic bishops in the UK, however, have again clarified their stance that not every Biblical text is intended to convey historical or scientific fact. There's nothing new in this story. It's akin to a press release announcing: "Some clerics believe there was no actual 'Good Samaritan.'" Just because a writing isn't historical doesn't mean it can't teach truth, be inspired, or function as a resource for faithful living. Sloppy writing of a non-story.
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 18 years ago
In "16 Kids. Wants some more."
Did you notice that the new baby, Johannah, has an older sister named Joy-anna? Okay by me if they want to have a bunch of kids, but I really think you should stop when you've run out of unique names. Or at least move on to "K." Would it be so bad to have a Kaitlen or Kaydin like everyone else?
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 18 years ago
In "Are you an upper-class monkey, a middle-class monkey or a lower-class monkey?"
I guess I'm upper middle-class according the NYT. I've just about maxed out the education scale, and my income just breaches the top 5th. My job (clergy) carries some residual prestige, but not like physician or lawyer. It's my negative net worth that really brings my score down. Stinkin' student loans!
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 18 years ago
In "A list of "Road" Songs"
The missed my favorite road song, Garth Brooks' "Much Too Young to Feel This Damn Old." This old highway's gettin' longer, Seems there ain't no end in sight.... And the white line's getting longer, and the saddle's getting cold. And I'm much too young to feel this damn old. I feel like that.
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 18 years ago
In "Curious George: Ever seen a UFO?"
When I was six, my father ran a small municipal airport in north central Texas--basically just a place for private aviators to hangar their planes and a simple runway. We lived at the airport, so I got accustomed to seeing planes landing and taking off throughout the week. I woke up once late at night and looked out my window to see a large, saucer shaped ship hovering over the runway. There were red lights around the perimeter, and it was making no noise at all. Before long, it flew off. Maybe it was real; maybe I had an overactive imagination. Wish I knew for sure.
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 19 years ago
In "Curious George: True Stories of the Supernatural and Scary!"
When I was five I woke up in the middle of the night and saw two ghosts standing at the foot of my bed. They looked pretty much how you think of ghosts--indistinct, pale forms, but clear enough to see clothing and facial features. Both were female. One was an adult and the other was a little girl about the age I was at the time. They were holding hands, and they were wearing bonnets and aprons. At the time I thought they looked like maids. I closed my eyes, covered my face with the blanket and counted to ten. When I looked back up, they were still there, so I ran out and spent the night in my parents' room. I never mentioned it again until a few years ago. When I did, my parents started talking about all kinds of freaky things they had experienced in that house. The radio would turn off and on by itself, doors would open or close. There was one room that always made them feel nervous, so it was only used for storage. I don't remember being aware of any of that when I was a kid, and it was unsettling to hear about it all later. So maybe I really did see what I thought I did.
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 19 years ago
In "Curious George: Sleep disorders."
I don't know what to call this, but it's not unusual for me to have a very intense nightmare (really horrific stuff). During these nightmares, I often become aware that I am dreaming, yet I can't wake up and I get "get out" of the dream. It's still just as frightening. Although I am aware on one level, unlike lucid dreaming, I can't exercise control over what is happening. What I can do, though, is make a kind of moaning sound, which is my wife's signal that I'm caught in a nightmare again and I need her to wake me up. I do this intentionally, knowing she is there and that she will get me out of the nightmare. I haven't run across anyone else with quite this same experience.
posted by MelancholyPlatypus 19 years ago
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