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I love sushi though I prefer to hear what it was, after I've tasted it. Part of the reason I love it so much is the presentation of it. The beautiful colors and dish preparation of it.
We have gone against the grain a lot in our parenting. We don't spank and really try not to do punishment/rewards. We cloth diapered, co-sleep, extended breastfed, didn't circ, homeschool, and didn't leave them with anyone for for their early years. Many of our family and friends told us we were going to raise brats or that they would be too attached to us and unable thrive in our society. The boys have gotten older and their personalities and creativity are really starting to come out. In the last year, I've had many people, including my Mom, say that even though they had reservations, we have done a great job. I constantly feel like parenting is winging it so when you try hard at something, push past society's rules, and it turns out well, it can make you feel really good and empowered.
What is your proudest moment unrelated to being a parent?
I've struggled with my weight since our house was burnt down and we were left homeless when I was a child. In the last couple years I've taken steps to get it under control. I'm still working on it and trying new things like hooping/rowing and soon mountain biking.
Regardless of the answer above - how did you come up with your board name?
It is the screen name I used in World of Warcraft and League of Legends. Dave helped me come up for it one night when I was trying to think of a name for a Mage. It's from a Bugs Bunny cartoon.
Which inforoo most seems to be in line with you from a musical taste perspective?
There was someone who had a long list of people they are/have seen including the xx (I remember because I was listening to it at the time). I wanted to see everyone in their signature. I'll have to put this question on hold and come back.
People have latched onto a review that called Knoxville a "scruffy" little city and I guess that's about right. It's a college town and separated into The Strip, Market Square, and The Old City as far as downtown locations go. It has a lot of potential but for some reason it never quite makes it. I would like to see more venues and better acts booked at the beautiful Tennessee Theater. The club scene is pretty sad and the bar scene seems about the same. All in all though, I love it. It's not so big, the area is beautiful, and it's just enough distance to be able to travel to it but not have to deal with the garbage of the city.
We have gone against the grain a lot in our parenting. We don't spank and really try not to do punishment/rewards. We cloth diapered, co-sleep, extended breastfed, didn't circ, homeschool, and didn't leave them with anyone for for their early years. Many of our family and friends told us we were going to raise brats or that they would be too attached to us and unable thrive in our society. The boys have gotten older and their personalities and creativity are really starting to come out. In the last year, I've had many people, including my Mom, say that even though they had reservations, we have done a great job. I constantly feel like parenting is winging it so when you try hard at something, push past society's rules, and it turns out well, it can make you feel really good and empowered.
Post by wannaberoo'ing on Dec 12, 2012 15:28:15 GMT -5
Abra girl, just gotta say: I love your charity pick. I did a large portion of my anthropological studies on poverty in Appalachia. It's a widely ignored problem here in our country.
Do you have deep roots/ties to Appalachian culture? If you care to elaborate on how you feel about the issues in Appalachian society, please indulge me! Love to hear your thoughts.
Abra girl, just gotta say: I love your charity pick. I did a large portion of my anthropological studies on poverty in Appalachia. It's a widely ignored problem here in our country.
Do you have deep roots/ties to Appalachian culture? If you care to elaborate on how you feel about the issues in Appalachian society, please indulge me! Love to hear your thoughts.
My Dad's family are all from West Virginia and my great grandfather and grandfather were coal miners. My grandpa did okay for himself, started huge families and then died. My grandfather left my grandmother with 12 kids. It was impossible to get a job with so many kids at home. There isn't any public transport. The land and jobs have been killed off by coal mining. My Father grew up very poor. His teacher, in the 8th grade, told him he stunk. They had no running water at home and showers were hard to come by. He never went back to school but later got his GED and went to Vietnam. Many of his siblings had to drop out to get jobs and help support the family. It is like an endless cycle of poverty. While there is public assistance the lack of education, transportation, and jobs really keeps people down and dumb. It is so different the way things are done there. They really make the most of what they have and family takes care of family. It seems the majority of people are one paycheck away from total destruction. I love what ADFAC does. They help with the little things that can send someone's world into a downward spiral but they also build homes and help pull people out of poverty.
I would love to see a program that would come in and put people to work restoring the land and teach the skills to support making green power. So many are bitter over the switch to greener ways. They know it's killing them and destroying their land but it's hard to see that far ahead when you are just trying to get by.
April 12-14th - Indio, CA - Coachella Weekend 1
May 3-5th - Memphis, TN - Beale St. Music Festival
June 13-16th - Manchester, TN - Bonnaroo
July 12-14th - Louisville, KY - Forecastle Festival
August 2-4th - Chicago, IL - Lollapalooza
September 27-29th - Atlanta, GA - TomorrowWorld
October 25-27th - Asheville, NC - Mountain Oasis
Pretend I am one of your sons... and I ask you if what's Bonnaroo like. How would you describe it to me? How old until I can come with you?
They have asked me before I focused mainly on the fountain, music, and food. If I had a few minutes to think I would tell them it is a magical place where people from all ages/races/places/backgrounds come together to listen to music, make lasting friendships, and create a loving space together. I believe I will take the boys once they are around 16. That way I still have control over them for their first couple years.
What is your single best Bonnaroo non-music moment?
That's hard. I would say it would have to be during Chili Peppers. A bunch of us were walking through the crowd, everyone was singing, we had on chilipepper hats, necklaces, confetti, and earrings. Everyone seemed to be smiling and having a great time.
What are your boys' (all three of 'em) favorite meal to eat?
Dave likes steak and potatoes. Miller likes parmesan noodles and fried chicken with broccoli (only the tops). Cash likes Mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, and hamburgers. They all like my red beans and rice
Post by bansheebeat on Dec 18, 2012 9:49:46 GMT -5
I just want to piggyback on Abra's mention of the ADFAC. It's a great cause to help out. The problems facing families in Appalachia are often overlooked or forgotten about.
Holy Crap. In 3 years you managed to turn Jess's opinion of you from this:
You have been to every Bonnaroo, and while you sometimes come off as grumpy, you usually add a lot to the conversation, and a voice of reason when necessary. That being said despite your devotion to mastodon, you really surprise me a lot of times with the depth of your musical interests, and knowledge.
To this:
Juggs who I kind of wish would choke to death on a weenie.
I would say when I lived in my first home in TN I woke up in the middle of the night and walked into the living room. There under the tree was a Barbie McDonalds play set fully assembled. I played with it as quietly as possible for what seems like hours. I was careful to put everything back just the way Santa had left it and went back to bed where I laid wide awake waiting for morning until I could play with it again.
I can't really remember a bad Christmas. We had very little a lot of years but it didn't matter. My parents always found a way to make it special. One year, all I got was a plastic Barbie car and I thought it was awesome. My Mom and I made a barbie house out of cereal and cracker boxes and a bed out of a tissue box. She played with me for hours that day, I think mainly because she felt bad that we had so little.
I really don't remember but I do know that I played along for years just because I didn't want to make my parents sad by letting them know that I knew the truth.
if you had a little girl, what would you name her?
what was your favorite board game when you were growing up?
if you had to pick to teach your kids only one piece of life advice that would stick with them forever and ever, what would it be?
when we go on our roadtrip across america, do you drive a lot or make me drive the most?
i am going to come and live in an airstream in your backyard and teach cash and miller how to rule the world. dave will be the janitor. what subjects do you think are the most fun to teach? the hardest?
pretend you had a magic closet and you could close it and say a word and when you opened it, inside was what you said. pick three things you would say and you can't pick money/gold/jewels/prepaid creditcards etc.
I did! When we had just moved to Alabama my Mom used to ride me to school on her bike and my brother in one of those kiddie seats on the back. It happened to be my birthday, she and my brother were riding home after dropping me off when they saw this old haggard scruffy dog tied to a clothes line with a heavy chain around her neck. The dog was obviously neglected and had several pups suckling from her. She then witnessed a man being cruel (I don't remember in what way) to the Mother dog. She waited for him to go inside and went back and scooped up one of the pups. He was my Birthday present. We drew names to see who got to name him. I named him Buck after my first boyfriend (real one) from back in Tennessee who's name was Bucky. He lived 17 years and was the best dog ever. He alerted us to a fire by going bat shiz crazy. Had he not done that we would had lost a lot more than a barn and a bunch of hay. Dave got to meet him. I loved that dog so much and I miss him still.
