  I totally channeled Martha today and made my very own flour tortillas. I actually utilized a rolling pin and had the stereotype flour smear on my cheek.
I also did important things, such as "renew my professional contacts", which means sitting on the phone listening to old bosses complain in a whisper about the low pay and status of the entire social work industry. I called an old college friend in the field. She was a barbie doll, pretty, blonde, and impeccably dressed, but friendly. We pondered on the differences in our lives: domestic goddess vs. independant and gorgeous. "If I were you, Amy, I would be out shopping and having marguaritas.
" "If you were me," I say, " you would be spending your Saturdays finding the best deals on lawn mowers and bickering about which restaurant to eat at. " It's the same dilemma, marital life verses singlehood. The answer is that it's all half empty. I also did an amazing thing, I visited the local librarylike that building with all the books and stuff. I got a card, too. And a book by Anna Quindlen called urlLink Thinking out Loud . She's a journalist, a bit liberal but I admire her eloquence.
So I got, in reply to a previous post, an e-mail from an anonymous guy who was concerned about the amount of radiation in our area, specifically in reference to his confusion about said dandelion game, "mama had a baby and it's head popped off. " I suppose this may be a regional thing, maybe stemming from the lack of cultural stimulation in towns with nothing more than a dairy mart and lots of fields (iow. we was bored). Now, allow me to explain. It's all very simple really, one takes a baby, it can be any baby, count to three and pry the head offit may be difficult at first, you may want to practice on a cabbage patch kid. And if you haven't figured out that I'm yankin' your chain, please reach for the phone, call 911 and report yourself. The game is simply this, take a dandelion stem in your hand (dandelion: noun: any of a genus (Taraxacum) of yellow-flowered composite plants; especially : an herb (T. officinale) sometimes grown as a potherb and nearly cosmopolitan as a weed, thanks Webster), place your thumb nail right underneath of the flower part and flick the top off while reciting "mama had a baby and it's head popped off.
" It makes for hours of good clean fun. Can anybody else in Northeast Ohio vouch that I'm not crazy here? So I see that there's been over 100 visitors to this page. It's very odd that random and strange individuals are reading my thoughts. It's so.one sided. I feel like I have celebrity status or something. Well, please if you are regular here, introduce yourself so that I don't feel quite so creeped out. 
