Jan. 30th, 2008
You remember the ransom notes?
Jan. 30th, 2008 06:03 pmWell, mid-way next month, they'll be having an online discussion about them. Autistics aren't specifically mentioned as invited to online attend, but I think everybody in the world can wedge themselves into the "concerned third parties" slot.
I have a few more links I've been keeping around a few days, bear with me here:
One on behavioural profiling
One on easy dichotomies between autism and Asperger's and whatnot
One that starts out with that Parade link and runs through a day like that
Whew!
I have a few more links I've been keeping around a few days, bear with me here:
One on behavioural profiling
One on easy dichotomies between autism and Asperger's and whatnot
One that starts out with that Parade link and runs through a day like that
Whew!
Yesterday, I attempted to make falafel for dinner. Except I over processed the poor chickpeas, so it was more like falatkes. If I'd realized this earlier, I would have totally altered the recipe to make falafel waffles instead. I'm sure that's possible, and I'm sure it'd totally rock.
Anyway, the kids loved the falafel last night. They loved the boughten hummus. Love, love, love.
Today, I made more falafels, but I didn't overprocess the chickpeas. And the kids loved the falafel, and they loved the home-made hummus.
We went to the museum. I bring out for lunch - falafel! And hummus! And baba ganoush, and pita, and toppings - tomatoes, red lettuce (this was a wonderful head of lettuce, all crisp and all), scallions.
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You know, on the bus, some people feed their young children bags of potato chips. Or cheetoes. Or candy.
It's easy to judge them, it is, but I'm sure I was quite a sight as we rode home, on that crowded bus, with me wordlessly handing Angelique her newly beloved snack - plain lettuce leaves.
Anyway, the kids loved the falafel last night. They loved the boughten hummus. Love, love, love.
Today, I made more falafels, but I didn't overprocess the chickpeas. And the kids loved the falafel, and they loved the home-made hummus.
We went to the museum. I bring out for lunch - falafel! And hummus! And baba ganoush, and pita, and toppings - tomatoes, red lettuce (this was a wonderful head of lettuce, all crisp and all), scallions.
( Read more... )
You know, on the bus, some people feed their young children bags of potato chips. Or cheetoes. Or candy.
It's easy to judge them, it is, but I'm sure I was quite a sight as we rode home, on that crowded bus, with me wordlessly handing Angelique her newly beloved snack - plain lettuce leaves.