Dana: February 2010 Archives

The RFT Article

A couple of months ago Kristin Hinman with the RFT asked if I'd be game to allow her to do a profile piece on me. I was hesitant, but in the end agreed, and here is Kristin's piece:

danatwitter.jpgA few clarifications and answered questions:

- Craig Wagner was paid, what I could afford at the time and what he accepted, for his work on this website, and in all other instances, emailed responses that he would prefer assistance with referrals for jobs in exchange, with which he was assisted. No one was ever forced, asked, or expected to work "for free." And I am not a Kennedy.

- The Coach bag and earrings were birthday gifts from my mother, since I've already gotten email from people so very interested.

- I log my homeschool hours using software called Homeschool Tracker. I use an app on the Palm Pre for when we're on the go.

- KFTK is not considered a "Fox affiliate." It carries the Fox news feed but is not an official affiliate.

- Tea Partiers do not call themselves "teabaggers." Hit at 5:51:

(Courtesy Founding Bloggers)

- On free speech and Dave McArthur: the beauty of free speech is the ability to speak freely. The ugly side of it is not always agreeing with the free speech being freely spoken. McArthur was referencing terrorists who are out there tying to blow up his Marine son with IEDs.

- I do not own the blue coat so I do not know where you can get it (Christie, Beth, Lisa, and Scott). It is actually linen-colored; they adjusted the hue to make it more fitting of the revolutionary period. It was also large enough to fit John Goodman.

- My husband did not being me into the conservative tent, as there were many issues belonging to the Democratic platform that I did not share; it was a gradual process cemented by 9/11.

- The belt is also not mine (Keith).

- I wish all the liberals I know where as tolerant and fun as my liberal friends and those with whom I interact regularly on Facebook and Twitter. We can debate, laugh, and then have a beer. I also do not begrudge those associates who, after I became more vocal, found that they could not accept all of me as opposed to just a part. That's a method that I don't entirely agree with, in terms of editing who you are getting to know, but accept because each person handles things differently. I choose not to personally attack friends, even if they are liberals, and have gone out of my way to not do so.

- My hair is naturally that curly (Becky).

- I was an average Jane who helped to organize a town hall. I've also written about and discussed astroturfing extensively. There is no point in engaging in a discussion if the starting point for a discussion is the omission of that fact and the inclusion of incorrect information that has been tirelessly addressed. (Not reflected in the chosen Tweet excerpt.)

- We did not throw the tea bags into the river, but rather only loose-leaf tea. No litter.

- I developed a thick skin due to previous years in the blogosphere. A man called me "another stupid woman" on the phone and I let him have it, deservedly.

- Not a clarification but an observation: Andrew Breitbart is a fantastic person. He is new media.

- The cover was Jennifer Silverberg's idea (Tim, who asked if I dress as a soldier every day or "was that special for the RFT?").

I'm positive the regular coterie of people who tend to follow me around on the web who make up stories about how mean I am/was/whatever will populate the comments. (In fact, I'm betting on it - so don't let me down now! I've got $20 on you!)

Kristin is very nice and gracious and a good writer and easy to talk to. I admire her work and thank her for her journalism. Jennifer is great photographer with which to work.

*DSM already has his favorite quote.

Life Experiences: Do They Count as Education?

YES! It's called APPLIED LEARNING. This is an issue close to my heart, as you can probably gather from the video. Everyone has a particular thing that works for them and my bottom line is that people have no right to judge an educational path a family has chosen if that path is working well for the family. Homeschooling works for us, public schooling works well for others - consistency in the choice you make is key. Taking them in and out of a public school setting constantly can be disruptive and just not having a bit of structure in homeschooling can be as well.

(I love Karen's point about how we don't come to our decisions lightly. Chris can tell you how I ordered a hundred or so samples of curriculum and researched homeschooling for three years before choosing it.)

I rambled on and on in my submission but I have to share this: I met a family while in Nashville a couple of weeks ago, a family of five traveling across the country with their homeschooled children. They decided that before they buy a house and get entangled in a mortgage, they were going to take this once-in-a-lifetime chance to travel the country with their kids and teach them about America. The kids are videotaping and journaling their experiences which, to me, is educational gold. They're learning about other cultures, history, EVERYTHING. This, to me, is heaven. Obviously, it can't work for all, but for those who can make it work, wonderful.

Check out my and these lovely Momversation ladies' insights:

The Mondays


Getting out of bed is my least favorite thing to do.

(Excluding invoicing.)

I'm not a morning person. Mornings are rude, they interrupt time I'd rather spend not participating in reality. Tiny feet sound like drumbeats as they run across the hardwood floor towards the edge of my bed.

"It's good morning tiiiiime" whispers a little voice. Most of the house likes the morning whereas mornings are my first struggle of the day.

Breakfast. Homework. Email. Writing. Forgot to put a towel underneath the easel as they paint. Regret. Lessons. Lunch. Writing. Prep. More email. Hugs from little arms. Alive. Homework. Failed "sea monster" experiment. None of them hatched. Try again. Prep. Dinner. Kisses. Show. Stomp the snow off my boots. Check on sleeping boys. Collapse in chair. Watch "Fringe" with Chris. Email. Writing. Scrub my Invisalign trays. Bed.

And then some days, lately: breakfast. Rush to airport. Shuttle. Sky Mall! Hotel. Exhale, good wifi. Speak. Socialize. Writing. Interviews. Lights and microphone in my face. Alive. Shuttle. Security. Flying over a patchwork quilt of places I haven't been and people I haven't met. Home. Boys. Alive.

I have photos from Nashville that I need to post but have been so slow because of travel, work, and a big project underway and big news that I can share on the 22nd. I leave to speak at CPAC in D.C. later this week (sad to miss Houston and the lovely ladies there).

Glad the snow has barricaded us all together inside.

Makeshift Gloves

Because I am the world's best mother, I have misplaced the boys' snow gloves. Mother Nature dumped about five inches on us last night and the boys, riddled with cabin fever, were desperate to go out. So I suited them up in the vein of The Christmas Story, each of them, Ewan especially, resembling Ralphie.

I made do with things around the house to create the best water-proof gloves for them: Glad Press and Seal, Ziploc bags, a lonely gardening glove and one of Chris's lined leather gloves. We have a habit of losing gloves at Team Loesch.

By the time I got Ewan's hands all wrapped up it his hands looked like feet, heels and all, and he was crying.

Foot hand! (Makeshift gloves)

"I'm positive that Mythbusters did a show on this," chirped Liam. It's his favorite show.

"I have foot hands," Ewan sniffled.

"But I can't grab anytang."

"I can't GRAB ANYTANG!" Ewan cried.

"Hey Mom!" Liam laughed, "is this a craft? Like that time you tried to paint?"

"Do you want to go outside or not?"

Silence. Except for Ewan sniffling over his clubbed-foot-hands.

"Mom," says Liam, "What would Mythbusters do?"

Finally realizing that what I was doing wasn't working, I lightened his load and used only the press-and-seal and two socks.

And then let them loose ...

Mom's makeshift gloves SUCK.


Pudge. The rest of him is in there somewhere.

The rest of him is in there somewhere. Mean little brothers:

Mean little brothers
More snow!!!

Oooh! Snowball!

Ooh! Snowball!

Poor Pudge's feet-hands make it hard for him to pick it up.

... but I can't pick it up. Poor Pudge.

Is Valentine's Day Important to You?

I hate the goobery Valentine's merch, the cheap white teddy bears, the wilted carnations in buckets of water at the gas station. I'm happy that the spirit of Valentine's Day is practiced at Team Loesch HQ year-round but because I am a shameless romantic, yes, I like flowers on Valentine's Day and the extra push to make sure that the day is a little more special than the others. Sad that for some, it's the only day they get.

My latest for Momversation

Live from Nashvegas

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I'll be here for the duration of the weekend; I speak on Saturday morning in a panel entitled "Blogging with the Stars" during which time I discuss the secrets of success which is basically this: sleep with the overlord of the webernetz. I'm kidding. There is no secret other than just to write well.

I'll be on Twitter and on the other site I just announced some nooz.

What I did in Texas

Bullet form.

- Gave a presentation on some past political projects which I helped roll out.

- Ate the worst Greek salad ever.

- Sounded like Kathleen Turner whenever I spoke and tried not to cough on people.

- Got dramatically excited about this place:

When in Texas

- Where I did this:

When in Texas

- ... and got a boo boo on my knuckle because holy Moses I was not letting go.
- Looked up Southfork Ranch five times on Google Maps.

- Hummed this theme A LOT:

Both my mom and my grandma watched this, I never knew what was going on but I remember playing a jump rope game in elementary school called "J.R. Got Shot."

- Flew back home while enjoying great conversation with some brave men and women in uniform.
- Met some great Texans involved with politics on a state level.

- Talked to an atheist Randian.

- Listened to a brilliant tea party Democrat economist.

- Mentioned to Chris three times that the bars of soap in the bathroom were shaped like leaves.

 - Played a game of Count the Men Who Look Like Kenny Rogers in the Airport. (In Chicago. Not in Memphis.)

- Missed my boys terribly.

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