Elise Sereni Patkotak

Got this in my e-mail. It’s a website worth checking.

Hello,
I’m sure that you are already aware of the situation, but we are trying to get the word out about the Anchorage Ordinance AO NO. 2009-64, which our city Assembly will be voting on June 9th. The purpose of the bill is very simply stated and long overdue for our community; it extends protection from workplace discrimination to include veteran status and sexual orientation. However, in the few days left before the vote, Rev. Jerry Prevo of the Anchorage Baptist Temple has vowed to strike down the ordinance, using

I’ve slept the better part of three days and feel like I’ve finally kind of caught up with my sleep. You definitely have to be young to keep up with kids. Every time I think of that lady in Italy who had a baby by implantation at sixty, I want to run up to her screaming that she should have just gone to a spa instead.

So there’s this picture in the paper of an elephant being laid on his side after being tranquillized because he has overgrown toenails and needs a pedicure but apparently doesn’t like his feet touched. And I think we’d all agree that if an elephant doesn’t want you touching his feet, you pretty much shouldn’t… at least, while he’s awake. Boy, that makes cutting my birds’ nails take on a whole new meaning of easy.

For the first time in forever, the birds and dogs had to take a back seat to little people in my house. The look of shocked amazement on their faces that anyone or anything could be more important than their little selves was truly funny to see. I figure four days of coming in second place to two of the three cutest little boys in the whole world was probably not a bad thing for them to experience. They’ll really appreciate me now.

I’m always amazed at what some people think after reading my column. For instance, the idiot who thought that if he spelled fucking with a ph instead of an f he wouldn’t look like such an ignoramus. He thought that if a law was passed to ensure that gay people were treated without prejudice and hate, that would be giving them special rights. He wanted to know where the special rights were for blond hair, blue eyed men. I suggest he check in with Hitler on that.

I am spending this weekend with a houseful of company, all of whom are pretty darn wonderful, including the two that are in the rug rat category. But watching mom and dad with these boys does remind me why parenting is not for the aged or faint hearted.