Tuesday, December 30, 2008
If you followed the link in the last post, you already know what he bought me. If you didn't, have a look:
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Here are some of our December moments (I know, I know, I owe you some Christmas photos, but I'll get there. Part of the trouble is I'm still having trouble believing that he actually bought this for me.)
After stepping on a Lego, and getting himself 2 stitches, Harry had the brainy idea to haul his table and chairs downstairs for a building space that Daisy wouldn't dogzilla up.
We got a new fridge, which was supposed to be from Santa, but Harry declared that 'Santa doesn't bring bored presents'. He does have a point.
'And my baby sister wants Legos, too!'
This year was the first time we cut a fresh tree. I had a Courier and Ives vision of tromping through a snowy field, dragging Harry on a sled, etc. etc. Pete found a lovely tree farm where evergreens are grown like corn fields. I suppose you aren't supposed to go around cutting other people's trees down.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
So, for every one of the above, you get several of the below. It's the baby's way of letting us know who is in charge.
Meanwhile, all presents have arrived and just 1 is left to wrap.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Harry: 'What is it?'
Cindy: 'A harmonica.'
Pete: 'Here, I'll show you.'
2 minutes elapse.
Cindy: 'Why don't you go up to your room and practice a song to play for us?'
Harry: 'Great idea!' Stomps up the steps.
2 minutes elapse.
Harry performs original composition, loudly, with feeling.
Cindy and Pete: Clap.
Repeat previous 5 lines. Many times.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Meanwhile, Harry, Suzy and I had a busy day - off to Target for nappies, then Whole Foods for wild blueberries (I know, but like Birger points out, they have indoor parking, and, it's heated), and then we were off to church. You see, Suzy has her acting debut tomorrow morning at the nativity pageant. So, we had to go to rehearsal. And she was so perfectly lovely during rehearsal that I'm afraid she will be unable to repeat the performance.
But this post really isn't about all that. It's about what Harry said at Whole Foods, while gazing down at Suzy.
"It sure is awfully nice to have a baby, isn't it Mom?"
And I teared up in the Whole Foods while holding on to the bag of key limes.
Friday, December 19, 2008
The question is: if I took cookies out of my Mom's freezer with the intention of taking them to the APL school Christmas program this morning (cancelled), do I have to take them back?
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
But not my Dad. I have lots of memories of him doing this in lots of places. I don't play by ear, and I'm ok with that. I just can't hear the next chord or the next interval. But, I can sight-read the pants off you. Really. Try me sometime.
You're hearing Santa Claus is Coming to Town, in case you were wondering.
The foot seems to be healing. He's favoring it just a little bit and I made the MD appointment on Friday for centipede removal. I'm sure that will cost me another $20 in legos.
PS - Centipede: Black thread of stitches hanging out of a wound. Harry dubbed them this after he (and I quote the emergency MD) 'fileted the tenderloin' of his arm on a nail during the great bathroom retiling project.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Scene: Friday night. Cindy, grumpy, trying to get the Christmas tree in order. Pete, tired from chopping down tree. Suzy, sleeping. Harry, bounding, tearing about the house.
Cindy: Harry, get off the couch. It's not a jungle gym.
Harry: I know. (jumps off couch)
Cindy: Harry, you're done on the couch tonite. Get off. Sit on the floor.
Harry: (jumps off the couch, runs across to tv) Ow! Owie! My toey! My toe!
Cindy: Well, if you weren't tearing about, your foot wouldn't hurt.
Harry: Daddy, my toe hurts!
Pete: We've got blood here.
So, giant gash between 4th and little toe, big pad of skin missing in same general area.
Off the the emergency room:
Harry: I don't want another shot.
Cindy: I know.
Harry: Who is going to have to stay at the doctor's house?
Cindy: No one will have to stay at the hospital. They are just going to fix your foot.
Harry: I don't want them to touch my foot. I don't want another shot.
After a nice long stay, including the use of a urinal in bed, we left with 2 stitches. And what does the boy who got another shot and a new centipede want? Yes, the hair of the dog.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Don't ask, because there is NO chance that I scrubbed the sink and put those knives back in before taking the photo so you wouldn't know how dirty my sink was (is?). Nope, I would never do that. After all, am I my mother? My aunt? My granny?? How has this happened??? The only thing to do:
There it is. My shame for the whole world to see. Oh well, no one ever died from a dirty sink. At least, not that I've read.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Special thanks to Kari for fixing the cookie mess!
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
As you must know by now, either by talking to Harry, visiting the house or reading here, we have a lot of Legos. I mean a lot. True to form, I enjoy sorting and storing the Legos in an organized fashion. I also like the sorting and storing are nearly the same word with just the t and o switched around, neatly implying that they should be done together. Language is fun, especially when it helps you like that -- here, Cindy, do the sorting before storing. They even alphabetize that way. OK, OK, I know, you don't want to read my language dalliances, you want to hear about my kids. Ha.
ANYway... When we were kids (ca. 1970s), Legos came in brick sets and you were required to use your imagination to build things, or you could copy the square looking things on the box. Now Legos come in sets like this and this and even this. Yes, that is a Lego VW bug, and yes, it probably runs a little better than mine. But, it costs more.
So, we bought these sets -- well, I bought these sets. And we hoped that sooner or later Harry would imagine up some things to make. Wait for it:
Cindy: 'Harry, what is that?'
Harry: 'It's a stop light that shoots you if you don't listen.'
And I thought he was a pacifist. Well, at least he knows what pacifist means. (Really, I have to tell myself something.)
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
And, for the record, here's the list of other things we're not going to talk about:
- Harry weighs 52.5 lbs. And I still carry him.
- The insurance company that some how cancelled Suzy as a dependent on my policy and sent a statement of benefits with my responsibility to provider at roughly $29,000 (yes, that's US dollars) and another one the next day with my responsibility to provider at roughly $4,700. Apparently I didn't call to get the hospital stay approved, which was my responsibility if the hospital or the doctor didn't do same. It was the first thing on my mind, since I wasn't worried about the girl learning how to breathe or the boy who had been without his mom at home for a week. So, we're not going to talk about the fact that I want socialized medicine and I want it now. Actually, I'd really like it yesterday, thank you very much President-Elect Obama.
- The out of network doctors who practice at the in network hospital. How in the hell am I supposed to keep that straight? OK, I promise, we're not going to not talk about health care anymore. Not even the $24,000 bill for my stay and the fact that 30% of bills go straight to insurance company profits according to the PBS special that aired last fall.
- The 22 days left of the Christmas shopping season. The list is made, some have been acquired and there are some funds and ideas missing.
- The alarming news that my mother is not making cookies this year. I don't begrudge her the break, but I really don't want to have to make the chocolate covered cherry cookies. Then again, maybe my pants will fit after New Year.
- The 5 shots that the baby stabber a.k.a. nurse delivered to my children today. 2 for the boy, 3 for the girl.
- The number of cuts in my budget. Or the fact that I'm trying to convince myself that this is an opportunity and I'll learn something from this exercise.
- This is on my Santa list and am really hoping that someone buys it for me.
How's that for a list?
Monday, November 24, 2008
- It was cold (really cold) and Pete made a turkey on the weber (circa 2006)
- Pete got just a little drunk at my parent's house (circa 1996)
- We all wore flannel shirts (circa 1992)
- We could just stay home (circa 1980something)
And there aren't any presents. And lots of complex carbohydrates. And turkey. And we rotate - this year my family, next year Pete's. So, no holiday in the car. And a little football thrown in for funsies. I'm thankful for all of that. So thankful that this year, I'm going to do it: I'm going to make my own crust.
And I'm thankful for Suzy and Harry. For what they have taught us, for the excuse to buy legos, for the never ending pile of laundry, the extra body heat on a cold night and all the things yet to come. Even if I complain about them. Or step on them while barefoot. Really. I'm thankful. For you, too.
Happy Thanksgiving, I hope you like it as much as I do.
Photo credit to Harry!
PS - I'd say I'm thankful for a girl who usually sleeps from 10-4, but who wants to jinx that?
Sunday, November 23, 2008
We'll be over at my mom's for Thanksgiving. I've got to dig up that fresh cranberry recipe and get some pies going. Who knows, maybe I'll learn to make crust this year.
I know, I know, I owe you some photos.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Shakies: Lego guy hand cuffs
Pretty hot dog: any meat we're feeding Harry that is not: hot dog, chicken nugget or meatball
And the latest:
Suzy muffins: dirty nappies
Monday, November 17, 2008
1. I'm older (34 now, you know)
2. Harry = perpetual motion (even as I type this)
These all seemed like very good reasons. Plus, there's the part where I was a little sick before Suzy was born and then the body needs some time to put itself back together after labor and delivery.
But then there's the part about the sore throat that I've had for 3 weeks. So, we took a throat culture at my 6 week check up, and it turns out I'm positive for Group A Strep which buys me 10 days on antibiotics. By the way, be sure to call the clinic tomorrow to find out about testing the kids.
And Pete thought I was faking.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
At McDonald's at 830 on Friday morning, there was the requisite pack of old guys having breakfast, which seems strange, but I guess it's what old guys do. These old guys, seemed a little smarter than average, since one of them had a grocery bag filled with dark chocolate Dove ice cream bars. He was sharing with his friends, and when I asked the obvious question ("are you having ice cream for breakfast?"), he replied in the affirmative and offered to share.
Pete went to the Packer game this weekend - they left on Saturday and did their weird boy sleepover thing. I survived the weekend with the kids okay, with a little dinner with friends (stop what you're doing now and make it - so good), church this morning and then the afternoon at my mom's. Early in my maternity leave (a.k.a. baby vacation) I made a face about staying home alone with the kids and Pete went out on a limb and made a remark about being able to run library services for a Fortune 500 company and 'was I going to let 2 little kids get the best of me'?
All I have to say is my hat is off to you stay at home moms - let me know if anyone of you need a Dove bar for breakfast.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
So, if we're supposed to be finding solutions that solve multiple problems, does it count if half a beer relaxes me and maybe puts Suzy to sleep a little?
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
It's funny what you learn about your partner 10+ years into the relationship. This morning, I was watching the above referenced movie (Clint Eastwood spaghetti western for those who have yet to enjoy the film) when Pete came in from breakfast. We had just gotten past the most excellent music in film history (just before the 3-way shoot out) when he asked how the movie ended, revealing that he had never seen same!! Honestly, you think you know a person.
In case you're suffering from the same affliction, IMDB.com states that you can tune into AMC on 11/13 at 11 am (no time zone listed - assume it's Eastern?) and enjoy.
In other news, I'm back to work on Monday. I'm starting to itch for something to do, as I'm really sick of sorting through the legos. Next week should be interesting, getting Harry to school and everyone to the sitter and the rest of us to work and the dog fed, I'm tired just thinking about it. I think I'll lie down now.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Tomorrow Harry, Suzy and I will stay home all day and build legos. Friday is my last official day of leave, but I've got a little vacation to burn up and then will slide through the holidays with that beautiful holiday shut down.
This has been fun, but I'm ready.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
But, most importantly, I voted. Republican, democrat, green, libertarian, write-in - it's your civic duty. If you don't vote, you don't have any advantage over those who can't. If you don't vote, you don't have any right to complain. This is your chance. And, you think 1 vote doesn't matter? Ask me about the election I didn't vote in (Harry was born on election day, 4 weeks early, no absentee ballot), trust me, your vote counts. Your vote makes a difference. Your vote is as important as mine.
So, I voted. Did you?
There might be a little bit more to the rolling over story involving a footstool and Harry, but you'll have to see me to get the rest of the story.
Friday, October 31, 2008
PS - if you're looking for a way to contact Skip, find me offline and I'll deliver the most recent address.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
1. Play the piano
Total minutes spent playing the piano since 9/30: 7
2. Read a pile of books
Total books read since 9/30: 1
3. Build multiple things out of legos
Total minutes spent hunting for lego pieces: 4,568
4. Nap, taken daily, as needed
Total naps taken: 2
Daisy, of course, rubs my nose in this every day, even now snoring next to me.
So, all this leads to what exactly have I been doing on maternity leave (again, besides the obvious)?
1. Laundry. How can one little baby make so much laundry?
2. West Wing reruns. Don't worry, I'm already hanging my head in shame.
3. Legos. (See above.)
4. Trips to Walgreens, Target and the grocery store. I don't understand why that takes so long.
5. Trying to figure out exactly why I like synchronized swimming. Really, I do.
In case you're wondering, the obvious things are:
1. Chasing Harry from one place to the next
2. Feeding and changing Suzy
3. Cleaning the house
4. Contemplating exactly how I'm going to get Pete to agree that we NEED a Wii.
6. Multiple insurance/doctor phone calls
Except for the nap part, it's been very satisfying.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
1. Those willing to stick their hand into a pumpkin
2. Those unwilling to do same
Harry and I are of the second variety, so thank goodness we have Pete (and for me in previous years, my mom) to do the dirty work. As you must have guessed, last night we turned perfectly good pie ingredients into seasonal decorations that will rot in our south facing bay window. Fun was had by one and all.
And, we also started the annual game where Pete thinks I'm going to make roasted pumpkin seeds so he saves in them in a bowl and I let them sit there until they are all water logged and rotten and throw them out. Who am I to mess with 9 years of tradition? But, this made me wonder which of the tasks I've convinced myself are essential to the library that never get finished and we all live without that I could save time and money by not even starting them in the first place?
In other news, Suzy makes the cutest little faces. I know, I know, most babies make funny faces, but let's face it - Suzy's are the most unqiue, adorable little girl faces. (Paul, you are allowed to disagree after your daughter arrives.) Of note:
I'm trying to convince myself that this isn't the 'oh, you are my mom' face.
PS - Auntie Linda, the lobster is adorable!!!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
1. I love it
2. It's great on stairs
3. The cord could be longer
4. It's annoying to not be able to turn it on with a foot
5. I love it
6. Totally worth the $44.99
7. Suzy sleeps through the following simultaneous events: barking dog, vacuum running, ipod playing Johnny Cash's Flosom Prison Blues
8. Harry thinks it's a special boy vacuum and likes to use it (things are getting better and better, no?)
Then, so inspired, I dusted the living room and dining room, and then cleaned the kitchen (while on the phone, annoying, I know) and took myself and Harry to the dentist. I also folded a zillion loads of laundry. Seriously -- where does it all come from?
Meanwhile, this stick vacuum thing got me thinking: they took an existing product and spun up something new. It does the same thing as a regular vacuum, but it's small and ever so slightly different. Sort of like Cirque de Soliel (I refuse to look up how to spell it because the people in it look like clowns and are just too scary to see this close to bed time) - it's just a modern version of the circus. Anyway, it made me think about what fresh take I could make on a current service or product.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Lately, when reading some library blogs, I've been thinking that while web 2.0 technologies are really great, it would be even better to have people talking about how libraries (and other people) are actually using these things. Don't get me wrong, I really like blogs and for a long time I thought about writing one, but I never seemed to have enough material until well, you know, a few weeks ago. So, the question isn't why should we use blogs and RSS and social tagging, but how should we use them and what is the benefit - either to the bottom line or the user?
PS - Pete, Birger, Gretchen, Sarah - so nice to have lunch today. Susie, how did I forget to take a picture of you and Suzy??? Maria, thanks for the visit and adorable outfits.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Today I am halfway through my maternity leave. I'm enjoying being home with Harry and Suzy, but I have to admit that my brain is starting to tick again. I'm back to Morning Edition and All Things Considered and today while I was feeding Suzy, I read 'The Week' instead of my trashy novel. Nothing against trashy novels, as I enjoy them with greater frequency than I'd like to admit. Let me know if you need suggestions, I won't tell anyone you asked.
Meanwhile, I heard a sound clip of a Barack Obama speech today where he quoted the Reagan campaign with 'are you better off than you were 4 years ago', which got me thinking about what I was doing in a library 4 years ago. Most companies/employers are good at making you think about what you did in the last year and what you'll do next year, but it seems to me every once in a while, it probably pays to take a look further back. There may be an idea to repurpose, or maybe even one who's time has come.
PS - Scott, thanks for the pink HD wear. Mrs. Lyman, thanks for the great outfit and Harry's shirt. Parkers, thanks for dinner, dessert, snacks and the adorable outfit. Granny, thanks for lunch!
PPS - It's bugging me - I don't know if I used the right who's/whose there and am too lazy to look it up. Anyone??
Sunday, October 19, 2008
I just saw a commercial for a television program entitled 'Magic's biggest secrets revealed'. I have to admit, there are somethings about magic that I just don't want to know. I like being able to suspend reason and believe that someone is really being cut in half and then magically put back together. What's life if you can't believe in a little magic?
(Of course, you can see I should have moved my new favorite hand lotion for a better shot.) (I write a lot of parenthetical phrases. See that? I even got to write parenthetical. Now I have to run spell check again. Woo! I got it right!)
I also have a confession to make: I'm a lot better at doing nothing on this maternity leave than I was with Harry.
PS - I'll be at MOTC on Tuesday morning, close enough to lunch if anyone is interested in joining me (and Suzy). I haven't quite decided if I want to try and wrangle Harry, too.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Meanwhile, we had trouble decided if we should take advantage of the time at home or go out to dinner. Eventually, sloth won out and we were too lazy to make food so we went to the club for a fish fry.
And, no matter what your politics, Sarah Palin ought to stay off SNL - Tina Fey is rocking that impression.
I'm going to go find some leftover cake.
PS - Dan, Sarah, etc. - thanks for the bitty baby - she's the same size as Suzy!
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Cindy, sitting down on the couch: I've got to feed the girl.
Cindy: Crap, I left the shield on the sink.
Pete, sighing: I can't wait until you get your brain back.
Harry: I'll get the shield!
This morning, around 10 am:
Birger: is it Pete's birthday today?
Cindy, glancing at the date on the computer screen: shit.
Cindy: shit shit shit.
On the upside, his present is already here. On the downside, I won't be doing Suzy's announcements today. I have to make this: http://smittenkitchen.com/2008/08/chocolate-peanut-butter-cake/.
Cake will be served at 7 pm tonight - all are welcome.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Meanwhile, I had something to say about sales tax and the county parks and about how libraries should do that, but now I've lost that thought amongst the hunt for the foam darts.
PS - Pete took the camera to work today, so this slightly lower quality one is from my phone.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
Harry is very proud of Suzy - today he asked if we were taking her into school and then motioned for all of his pals to come over and have a look. We were running a little late, so he didn't get much action, but I wondered how long this activity would continue.
Anyway, I know you really don't want to be looking at a picture of Dan and me at the Milwaukee Public Museum from last Christmas, so check these out:
PS - Paul, I finally figured out the date: it only shows atop the first post of the day.