Archives for September 2010

Starbucks and Art

TheBoy was running late from work and wasn’t answering his phone. This wouldn’t normally be a problem, but right now- we share a car. Normally I’d have been tearing out my hair wondering how I was going to get my kids to school, but my mother-in-law hadn’t driven her SUV to work, and that has carseats in it. I was just worried about TheBoy! Thankfully, nothing was wrong and I didn’t have to take my MIL’s car (am I the only one who feels odd driving someone else’s car?) TheBoy was just running late and his phone was acting up.…

I’d forget my head if it weren’t attached…

I used to be organized. Amidst the clutter of my desk, I always knew where everything was. I would remember everything- my phone, keys, etc. etc. After the Oldest was born, not much changed. After the Youngest Kidlet was born, everything changed- especially once he was diagnosed with allergies. Suddenly I had two sets of diapers to bring along, two sets of clothes…. not to mention allergy medicine, epi-pens, specialty formula. Having to remember all of that, suddenly everything else I used to keep track of fell by the wayside. Why do I bring this up? Picture Day. Last night,…

Quick little post

Just a quick post before we head out to start our day. I’m told it won’t be as hot as yesterday. Which would be welcome. It was horrible. The Guardian had this lovely story: This is a news website article about a scientific paper. As someone who reads about science news on the internet, this is a fairly accurate send up of how they treat papers. And made me giggle to boot. Today is picture day. I lamented over what my son would wear- he doesn’t have anything remotely “nice” in his clothes size right now. He just moved up…

Isn’t it ironic?

So, the man who owned the company that makes Segway died in a freak Segway accident. While it isn’t ironic, Alanis, it’s tragic. And sadly, it is a little funny. Just like discovering what feels like the missing piece to the puzzle that is a novel when I know I don’t have any free time to write. Oh well. It goes into my notebook, and hopefully wins up somewhere useful. We survived the weekend. For those who didn’t know, we live with our wonderful in-laws. They added on a second story to their house so that TheBoy and I could…

You’re kidding right?

It can’t be Saturday already. It seems like it was just Monday, even though that was one of the longest weeks I’ve had in ages. The rundown- my oldest started the week with a cough, after a total of 7 days at preschool. It seems like it should be a record. He never spiked a fever, he’s just been coughing. Of course, it didn’t help that on Tuesday night he started clearing his throat. It was almost like a nervous tick- he wasn’t really aware that he was doing it. Of course, that did more damage to his throat than…

Midweek blahs.

Well, it was bound to happen. The oldest kidlet has started preschool, and he has a cold. He’s coughed his voice into oblivion- not because there’s a drip or anything, but because he starts trying to clear his throat, which irritates it and makes him cough more. So he clears his throat. Seriously, he seem to think that clearing his throat will stop the coughing. So he has almost no voice right now, and I got him to take a nice long nap. We’ll be seeing how he’s doing tomorrow to see if he goes to school, stays home to…

Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell

The latest effort to end Don’t Ask Don’t Tell stalled in Congress today. Conservatives and anti-gay groups will tell you that Don’t Ask Don’t Tell is vital to the safety of our troops. Gay soldiers isn’t the biggest threat that our soldiers face- politicians are. They want you to believe that gay people are inherently different than heterosexuals. They aren’t. They’re people, just ones who are attracted to the same sex. Not only that, gays in the military joined because they wanted to protect their country- not because they wanted to get in bed with soldiers. Those who are against…

Guilty Confession time

My youngest son still uses a bottle. Yeah, he’s had teeth for awhile and yeah… I know we should have gotten him from it. But he’s out and out refused every cup we’ve tried with him. Every couple months we try. But today, he bit through the last nipple we’d had, so I’m forcing him. He has two different cups he can choose from (a disposable sippy cup like the old school tupperware ones and a SIGG kid’s bottle). He either drinks from his cup, or not at all. I’m not looking forward to today at all. I predict there…

Fire, no sleep, and someone needs to get fired.

Right now there’s a fire burning up in the hills between Whittier and Hacienda Heights (they’ve dubbed it the Colima Incident). It started yesterday afternoon and is apparently contained- of course, I had to wait until this morning to find that out. I wish that local news would keep up with these things around the clock. At least for the community nearby. The weirdest thing is that it’s along the I drive daily coming back from the preschool, so it’s a little odd to think that we were just there hours before it started. Today, we drove back the way…

It’s Tuesday already?

You know, nothing makes me laugh more than comment spam. Seriously! Sometimes it’s the typos, sometimes it’s that it was obviously translated from Russian to some other language and then English. But mostly, it’s that my blog has plenty of posts that these comments might apply to- but not on the post it was submitted on. Case in point, today’s gem: Thank you for such a fantastic blog. Where else could one get this kind of info written in such an incite full way? I have a presentation that I am just now working on, and I have been looking…