"This is a message to all those who take violence as a path."

Violence in the name of ending violence? I guess so, and believe me I am not shedding any tears over the death of al-Zarqaqi, yet somehow the idea leaves a bad taste in my mouth, reminding me of the way I feel when I see a mother smack her child and say, 'don't hit'

I guess that sometimes violence is a neccessary choice, and dropping an A-bomb on an entire city to end a war can be considered the greater good for the greater number of people- I don't know that I have any other solutions but I do know that I don't like that one.

Joys and trials of parenthood-

The good:
J: I'm going to assasinate you!
Me: Wow, I must be a pretty important person! Usually they only call it an assasination if you kill someone really important, like the president.
J: You *are* a very important person, to me

Working together and throwing this and that into the blender to come up with an awfully delicious smoothie, one of the best I've ever made:
Fresh banannas and blueberries, frozen strawberries, frozen orange juice mix, vanilla yogurt, soymilk, and ice. mmmmmm it was perfect!

J is picked to be the lead in a song and dance routine to be preformed in honor of a retiring teacher, the only one with a solo
listening to him practice it and talk about how other kids watching him practice were saying, 'man, J's really good!'

The bad:
C picking a fight with me and remaining angry all evening and has to spend it alone in his room, even though he can't really communicate what I did to upset him, and knowing its probably all of those social and academic and parental pressures that cause your middle school and highschool years to be so emotionally tortuous. Feeling guilty knowing that I probably could have handled it better if I wasn't so drained from working all day.

The ugly:
I still sent J up with a smoothie for him- I'm a pushover

Ever wonder about Judaism's views on sex?