In celebration of a friend of a friend winning the Pulitzer prize today, I am posting her dad's favorite saying. Congratulations Kat! Popsie lives.
“It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again … and who, at the worst, if he fails at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.”
Kat was raised by a single Dad and is a big proponent of Fathers being treated fairly in custody agreemeents. And to reform the courts who grant custody of children to mothers like chattel, and treat men as little more than financial providers. Dads are essential in instilling values into their sons, and daughters. Maybe not so much so how to cook ramen noodles... though.
The fact that Divorce courts award 95% of all custody arrangements to Mothers is bizarre. A friend of mine knew of a woman who was diagnosed with clinical schizophrenia, she picked a fight with the divorce court Judge, was thrown out of court - and when DFACs went to her home to check out the living conditions for the children - she hit her and tried to beat her up and they had to call the police.
The court deliberated, then finally decided to award her the custody of two small children. WTF?
From where I stand, at least one single dad did a good job in raising his daughter. Congratulations, Kat!
Confession: My two little ones actually drew up flags and signs in formal protest of the venerated Ramen Noodle and Burritos dinner. They gave speeches. Rallied. Then a house resolution was passed. I argued passionately for the dish. In the minority, I struggled - using all parliamentary procedure I could. But Alas. The vote was counted. And Ramen Noodle and Burrito was banished from our home dinner menu. Replaced, of course, by Spaghetti and Meatballs.
It's been too long since we've had this tasty dish. Far too long. I can't think of a better way to celebrate Kat's prize, than to fix such a well-loved and time honored dish for breakfast. I mean. Dinner.