I was listening to The Connection on NPR last night and Dick Gordon was talking to a reporter who stated that a crowd of Iraqi children, estimated at 400, threw rocks and bottles at the Amercian convoy as they made their way toward Fallujah.

Mothers everywhere are sick with fear. Thank you for keeping the dialogue open.

Every day I worry about my father who is in Iraq too, and I pray for his safety and the safety of every soul in that area - no matter who they are affiliated with.

Every day as I worry about my kids at college, hoping that they are "surviving"... my heart jumps to their HS classmates who are in Falluja, and I pray that they survive...
... not that they overslept and missed class - that they survive!
... not that they were studying and missed dinner - that they survive!
... not that they didn't get to register for that certain class - that they survive!
... not that they aren't getting along with their roommate - that they survive!

Your sheep flashed a few times so you may have pop-ups. But if anyone truly wants to visit your site, all they have to do is download Mozilla Firefox. Zaps those pop-ups into a thousand points of light. Man, I was hoping for some raunchy pics, San!

P.S. I don't know how any mother sleeps tonight. Did you see the comment I got from someone who knows a mother who opposes the war yet she has a son over there? It has to be extra tough when you don't have the deep denial thing going on . . .

Bravo, Sandy. It makes my heart feel good to know that the knitting community is so smart and loving.

And.....I wonder if all those who voted for Bush and have teenagers gave any thought to the distinct possibility (in spite of his protests to the contrary -- well, except for that big Freudian slip he made in a speech when he said, "We will NOT have an all-volunteer army.") that there will be a draft reinstituted. My daughter is very, very concerned about this possibility -- so much so that she can't sleep at night. And I'm not sleeping very well, either. I suppose the Republicans are sleeping soundly, though.

sandy, thank you for being so aware and helping the rest of us out. my mother's name was sandy (short from sandra, pronounced like 'sand') and i was instantly attracted to your blog. you remind me very much of my mother and the way she would be thinking about all of this. on so many levels, thank you....

I keep getting pop ups when I visit here. Are you aware of any reason for this? I don't get them when I visit other sites. Hmmm, they are getting pretty raunchy. I may have to stop until I figure it out.