Susan Senator
All happy families are not alike...
All happy families are not alike...
Limer-ickiness
[I cannot find the old limericks that I removed due to criticism so I will make NEW ONES up as best as (asbestos) I can. Here are my pies! Photo by Neddy the Sweet]
Silliness and 3.14
There once was an anonymous gent
Whose emails were of a sexy bent
Each email I’d get
Put me in such a sweat
That I found him to be heaven-sent
There once was a reader from L.A.
Who only had flattering things to say
His hot comments on my blog
Made me go so a -gog
That I’d share them with Ned right away.
There, too, was a reader from Brookline
Who seems to like me just fine
I am curious to know
If he is so-and-so
Does he live near the C or D line?
There once was a house big and old
Susan saw a castle through its mold
She convinced Ned to buy
Though the price was sky-high
After seven years he still isn’t sold. (thanks Ned!)
There once was a woman who baked good pie
She made it with corn meal, and this is why
The crust was so sweet
Made the pie exquis-ite
And it made her spouse fall to his knees and cry
The aroma of pie-bake fills the house
So good a smell not even Ben will grouse
there’s blueberry, there’s squash
They’ll make such a good nosh
I need to protect them from that wily mouse!
An autism mom learned how to belly dance
She loved how the music put her in a trance
She practiced so hod
To shake well her bod
But all that occurred were wellfitting pants
There once was a software geek Ned
Who had numbers and shapes in his head
But he met up with Sue
Who showed him what to do
And if I told you more my face would be red!
There once was a crabby boy Ben
Who liked Legos and things of that ken
He’d build and he’d build
Until he had his fill(d)
Then break ’em apart, and begin again.
There was a young autist named Nat
Who acted as skittish as a cat
He’s pace and he’d stim
Looking graceful of limb
Even Resperdal could not make him fat
Oh Max you are last, but you are not least
You are off somewhere wearing clothes a-creased
You’re lovely, you’re kind
You have your Dad’s mind
I think life for you will be quite a feast.
Speaking of feast, T-day is near
With turkey, pies, and family dear
We’ll drive to my folks’
We’ll tell some bad jokes
With love we all find there is nought to fear.
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Just when I think it’s okay to read your stuff again, you post about some guy in LA making you hot and sweaty. Poor Ned. Does he post on his website about women that make him hot and horny? And how would you feel if he did?
OH I QUITE AGREE. POOR NED SO EMBARRASSING
Thanks for all of your concern, but please, don’t pity me. Susan and I are both adults, and we talk enough together that we both know what is happening.
It doesn’t matter where you get your appetite, as long as you eat at home. 🙂
I think Ned’s kinda hot myself…
I love the limericks.
The family’s all gather to feast,
I have trussed up and dressed the roast beast;
The pies are all steaming.
The silver is gleaming,
If my mom were alive she’s be pleased.
Oh, Jan, how great!!!! I wish my silver would gleam. Your mom would be pleased.
Ned IS the HOTTEST!!!! You are right.
Poor Anon’s. Try to enjoy yourselves the way Ned and I do. He’s one of the happiest people I’ve ever met. Ask him.
Take care.
I wish an email I would get — it’s hot!
Would you say it’s “Susan Senator” hot?
ok,ok, i took down those two limericks. happy now?
See what happens when I work? I miss the real good limericks!
Bring back those two limericks….
I wanna see them….
dont let some idiot who doesnt even have the courage to sign his name pressure you into censoring your thoughts.
Kate
There was this wierd guy called Lorenzo
Whose language was odd you could sense so
Whatever it was
like the wizard of oz
You’d never know how it would end so
Ned Batchelder said…
It doesn’t matter where you get your appetite, as long as you eat at home. 🙂
Just be on alert for take-out, Ned.
Susan, I didn’t see the limmericks, but I feel that it’s your blog, and you can say what you like! And, I love what Ned wrote, he’s right!
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving. You are truly an amazing person, whose talent for putting thoughts into print have given me such inspiration and energy for not only relating to my autistic son, but with life in general.
There once was a man from Brookline
Who developed a crush online
To her site he did go
To bask in her glow
And admire her body and mind!
Copyright 2006 SA from B 🙂
I will bring them back.
SA from B: Hah! You admit you’re a man! Now we’re getting somewhere… 😉
Anonymous (if that is your real name..):
There once was a woman named Sue,
Who conducted her life in full view.
Though others feared “take-out”,
It’s with me that she’ll make out,
I know her far better than you.
Found your blog through word of mouth. Someone from my past mentioned…”have you ever googled Susan Senator?” Been following your blog sporadically. You look great. You seem to have found your stride. You are very brave to post what you post. I am far too private to do what you do, but it intrigues and is wonderful to read.
I imagine people who say negative things using an “anonymous” tag line have many issues, but don’t we all? However, to use your blog as a venue to post their negativity doesn’t say much about them. It has been ten plus years since we have seen each other, and life is generally good, with its requisite ups and downs.
Your pies look mighty yummy.
Just wanted to say, good work….all of it. You should be proud.
I like the limericks, and I like Ned’s comments. 🙂
there once was an uber-geek named ned
susan followed wherever he led
his face, it was striking
handsome even while hiking
and sue knew what a catch she had wed
I LOVE the limericks you all posted! Well done! You got Ned to comment twice, too!!
someone else in l.a.: you have good taste in men. Likewise, Jan B.
Julia – Thank you, as always, for your sweetness and for reading and commenting!
Zoe, Thanks, I am glad to know that.
Laurentius Rex — I love the wizard of oz reference. Great flick, too.
Blast from… — WHO ARE YOU? Email me so I know. Thanks for getting in touch!!
Ned is HAWT, go back to your cave, you anonymous troll…
And speaking about hotness, your son Max looks like a MOVIE STAR. If he has any talent for acting, he should be thinking of a future in Hollwywood!
did you make those pies in the picture? YUM! don’t throw pictures out there without a link to the recipe. Nice crust.
Im in love with your pies, and your writing prowess. Impressed I am ,though I am a terrible speller
Annemarie
Kind Anon –
I made those pies, and the acorn squash/honey is from Martha Stewart’s cookbook (the green one) and the blueberry is from James McNair pie book. We brought home just a piece of the blueberry but it is like torture to me. Ned has to eat all of it tonight, sans moi. My jeans is a poppin’…