Friday, August 31, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
I wasn't able to form an opinion of Charlie's first day of school because he wasn't very forthcoming. All he wanted to talk about was a new boy who is going to teach him "jitsu" (?) which is apparently a form of magic with some crows or something. I can't figure it out. It doesn't sound like something I will like when I finally figure it out. He seemed content enough after school, just not overly excited. He's a kid who is usually overly excited about school so I don't know what that means either.
And Grace is spending this, the last afternoon before she starts school, in her bed. By choice. She just got up, walked to her room and crawled into her bed. For a little bit she told me she had a tummy ache. Then it was a headache. Now she's not pretending to be sick but is busy telling stories to her stuffed animals and engaging in wild flights of fancy. The stuffed animals appear to be having a wonderful time.
Monday, August 27, 2007
I am starting out the last day of summer with a pit of dread in my stomach. I washed the passports. Yes I did. Apparently they were in the pocket of Justin's shorts and I rushed to get his clothes washed when we got home so he would have something to wear to work. Big mistake that. When when when will I ever remember to check pockets? So, first stop today is the post office and I am really hoping I can get it fixed without too much red tape. My passport gave me trouble this whole trip anyway; they always had to do a secondary check on it. So maybe it's for the best. Yeah, I'll keep telling myself that.
Friday, August 24, 2007
The park where I run is apparently the current local trysting place for certain elderly and middle aged gentleman. Eh, I've known this for awhile - they seem to move parks all over the area until they attract the attention of local law enforcement and move on. And I've only ever noticed them in mid-afternoon on weekdays when the park is less crowded. It's a very remote place, mostly wilderness and walking trails so not a lot of use by kids. But today they started meeting early. At least they could try to blend in and wear some clothes that make it look at least like they're pretending to use the trails for walking or running. But no - penny loafers and dress pants buckled up to their chest. Nobody is fooled sir, nobody.
And then we drove home past a gas station and we noticed that one of the pumps was on fire. And lots of police cars and firetrucks heading in that direction. More interesting. Apparently, they either shut off the power in our town to keep it from exploding or something happened with the power to make it catch fire. No power. Means no air conditioning. My car thermometer reads 97 degrees. We went to the pool for awhile but the whole town seemed to have the same idea. After I had been smashed in the face by the third pre-teen boy doing a cannonball, I conceded defeat. Headed home. Still no power. Still no air conditioning. So I came to my mom's. And here I will stay until my house is cool again.
I note that this will be the second time in under a month I will lose the entire contents of my refrigerator to an extended power outage. Not that I'm bitter or anything. But we did just do major shopping when we got home from vacation. Not that I'm bitter or anything.
And last but not least, I did something to my back during my morning run. Which probably accounts for my snideness. I didn't realize it until I reached for something in the car this afternoon and honestly believed for 10 seconds that I was having a heart attack. Then I realized it was my back, not my heart. But at least my mom's air conditioning is working just fine.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
In the Dominican Republic, Dean gave us barely a whimper.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
And though you might think there would be a plethora of last minute deals, surprisingly, that is not the case. We had our choice of several third rate, very poorly reviewed resorts - seriously, the first three reviews of one of the places were "Worst Vacation Ever" "Don't Come Here" and "Terrible vacation." Wonder why they had last minute openings!
Eyeing the projections which weren't too bad this morning, we decided to go ahead and confirmed this afternoon. Then the 5:00 projection came out. Saturday afternoon, category 3 hurricane. So we're either stupid and cheap being unwilling to forfeit the entire cost of the trip or else we're just crazy optimists hoping it will shift again tonight. Shift shift shift. Out to sea Dean, go back out to sea.
It may be the shortest vacation ever if, as we suspect, we are evacuated on Friday. At least the insurance will kick in at that point!
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
We won the court case yesterday. I feel like I have been fighting and winning the same battle over and over this summer. That is probably because that's what has happened - three times so far. The court system makes a lot of sense in some ways and not so much in other ways. But we have an order through the end of the year now. It went much longer than expected and I never had a chance to eat breakfast or lunch and I didn't bring anything to drink so by the end of the day, I was quite ill. To me, that's the only sign that I am getting older - my body just isn't as forgiving of the abuse I inflict upon it, I can't bounce back the same way.
We've started the 2 day vacation countdown. Did the last minute shopping last night. And I had a very amusing episode yesterday (amusing to me at least!) I work with my dad. My mom and dad are watching the kids while we are away. I can't handle a closing that was rescheduled for this Friday because I am going to be away. My dad should be aware of this right? But no. The other attorney informed him yesterday that I was going to Nicaragua. Really? Well somewhere in Central America. Really? He had no idea. No idea I was even going away. Let alone to Nicaragua (which we're not.) He was quite perturbed that I was daring to go to Central America without telling him about it. I should have told him I was planning to visit Cuba.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
I did the first week. And I'm going to survive the second week. But next week's regimen requires me to run for 3 minutes straight and I'm just completely doubtful that is ever going to happen. Some poor person will come across my body blocking the path and wonder what in the world I was ever thinking that I could run that much all at once.
The other interesting thing about this endeavor (well, humor me that it's interesting at least) is that I've changed where I go to run to a little trail through the woods that winds along a stream. It's a beautiful spot and except for one ridiculous hill in the middle, it's flat. But it's in the woods by a stream which means there are bugs. Weird bugs. Big bugs. Bugs that want to bite me. I may eventually have a svelte physique (that is possible, right?) but I am also going to covered with large welts that give the appearance of a communicable disease. No pain, no gain?
Also sharing my morning run today was a beautiful man. Beautiful. He looked just like Matt Damon as he loped along, passing me once, turning around passing me again and then turning around and passing me for a third time. Yes, I am that slow. There was once a time when I would have been humiliated by that. When I would have cared what I looked like, huffing along, face purple with effort, arms bleeding from smacking at the bugs, hair all over the place, my dumpy self running along to the persistent beat of Eminem's Slim Shady... but not anymore. I have no pride left. I got passed by elderly people taking a walk.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
I got the best pictures ever last night. These aren't them - but I thought these were cool in their imperfection. So yes, Grace went in her Cinderella costume (there were plenty of adults that shook their heads knowingly, but there were also plenty who seemed awfully surprised that I would actually let her wear that costume to a public event. That's just the way I roll.) and I got some breathtaking pictures of her - you know I could see the layout in my head as I snapped away. First thing I'm going to do today.
Friday, August 10, 2007
The last 24 hours were kind of crazy. I had chaos at work, chaos at home, chaos trying to get home because we had horrible storms and flooding that closed most of the roads. But then, as almost always happens, things got better. The world dried out, our basement dried out, and all of the problems at work got resolved this morning. It's the weekend baby. Not to put to fine a point on it.
And if you don't happen to be a fan of They Might be Giants and this whole post makes absolutely no sense to you, then I apologize!
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
(For you non-Pittsburgh blog readers, Myron Cope is a beloved local character who has a very colorful command of the English language.)
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
This did not serve to make me feel better. In fact, I vacillated between abject panic and abject fury for about 2 hours. Sorry to the poor participants in my class as I'm sure they wondered whether they signed up for a class with a lunatic. I've calmed down considerably as Justin reminded me that the chances are great it will turn out fine just like mine did and that there is absolutely nothing we can do about it beyond what we did today. I'm still pretty angry though; I love our pediatrician - he was my pediatrician - but I trusted him about this and he was wrong. Charlie is very dark skinned like his dad and he is young and I think those two factors led our doctor to the wrong conclusion.
Please. Get your skin checked. It's a painless process but one that everyone should do.
Edited to add: Well I did the thing you should never do and I googled this and it turns out in this case to have been a calming effort. There is virtually no chance - like 7 in a million - this is something we need to worry about. Now we just wait for the confirmation!
Monday, August 6, 2007
Tomorrow is a crazy kind of day. I'm teaching a required continuing legal education seminar for new attorneys. I've never taught other attorneys before so I hope it goes well. And then more CASA training tomorrow night. And it's a busy work week with a looming custody trial and its necessary preparation. One day at a time.
We are busy doing the end up summer wrap up stuff. Physicals, dentist, haircuts, etc. Charlie goes back to school in 3 weeks. I am very sad about it; kind of shocked at how fast the summer went and dismayed when I look at my work schedule in the time we have left. Overtime should have to wait until the kids are back in school. They are excited though - both eager to go back and see their friends and get back to the regular schedule.
One of the women in the pub at Two Peas passed away last week. She used to post on the Layout a Day thread; I didn't get to know her very well but she had a very mischievous sense of humor and her passing has hit me hard. She has two boys at home and I just cry when I think what they must be going through. Things like this are not supposed to happen. I'm going to lift her later this week and will post it here.
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Little man tested for his green belt this morning and we were surprised and proud when he volunteered to do his form by himself. This is a big step in the world of tae kwon do - you can't move up to the more disciplined Karate for Kids until you demonstrate the self-confidence to do the form without the instructor's direction. So, in typical Charlie fashion, he decided to turn this proud moment into something, and asked us to take him to lunch. Okay. To the Golden Corral. Oh. Now not to denigrate this fine restaurant or anyone who is a big fan, but I am not. Not a big fan of the buffet in general. But to a kid who thinks macaroni is a food group and can eat a pint of strawberries in 5 minutes flat, Golden Corral must seem like heaven.
The only benefit to this outing (at least as far as I was concerned) was that everyone had such a big lunch that I didn't feel the need to cook for dinner. Sandwiches and zucchini all around. Lazy days of summer indeed.
Friday, August 3, 2007
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Not going to post more now; I just got home and saw the news about the bridge collapse so I'm going to go watch the news. I'm praying it's not as bad as it looks.