Dancers Anonymous > yesterday's activities

Discussion in 'Dancers Anonymous' started by fascination, May 10, 2009.

  1. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    So did this story (which I somehow deleted by moving my mouse in the wrong direction. Did I mention that I hate laptops?) Definitely worth the re-typing, though.

    GF, Coworker and I often get into discussions about our kids. Today the discussion was about the joys of parenting boys with their unique boy-ness. (No. I don't mean boyishness. I mean boy-ness, something my BIL calls, "Just being a boy.")

    Coworker's son (who is now 24, I think) asked, at age fifteen, to get circumcised. Against her motherly, protective instincts, she let him. Ouchie. *shuddering at the mere thought* But she let him. His recuperation period was two weeks. He had to stay home from school for two weeks.

    One day during that two-week period, she came home from work as usual and went into his room to check on him. When she walked into his room, he was sitting in the middle of the floor, eating Cheetos, playing video games, "butt naked, with his little 'thing' up on a pillow." He said, 'Mom. It hurts so bad, I can't put anything on it." She said (yesterday) "I just backed out of the room and let him him keep playing video games. What could I say?"

    I howled when she told this story. What a visual! Oh! The joy of parenting boys.
  2. Peaches

    Peaches Well-Known Member

    LOL. Fantastic story! (Although I'm biting my tongue about stuff.)

    Lessee...the weekend...

    Saturday--I think it was pretty boring for most of the day. Tried to install new shelves in our shelving unit downstairs, for holding all of my canning stuff. (Stacking jars in boxes does NOT work. You can't find anything, and you always have to be moving stuff around in order to get to the stuff on the bottom. Too easy to forget about stuff.) That didn't work so well. Turns out we'd have to take everything out of the storage area, everything off the shelves, move the shelves out, and take them apart. Oy. We decide to put it off until Sunday, and I make a start by removing all of the stuff from the shelves and storage area. We look around and realize that more *stuff* came out of there than everything we had moving into our first apartment. I decide that we need to downsize and start looking at micro-homes (as in, about 85 square feet). DH gives me his you-are-bat-[poo]-crazy-and-I'm-vetoing-this-out-of-hand look. And rightly so, truth be told.

    Er...something during the afternoon. Stands to reason.

    To friend's house for a party in the evening. Have a fantastic time, and laugh A LOT! Also have permission (both from DH and from friend) to crash, so I can have fun without worrying about driving home. :) Crash after party, on couch, and sleep better than I have at home for a very, very, VERY long time. least for five hours.

    Sunday--Wake up and realize I really should have had some water before going to bed. Splitting headache. Ah well. Wander upstairs, get water, get Advil; take three, wander back downstairs, and try to go back to sleep. Limited success. Problem: taking three Advil on an empty stomach leads to much stomach unhappiness. Ruh-roh.

    When friend wakes up I head back upstairs and finish getting ready to head home. Also nibble crackers, which make my stomach happier. Have a very enjoyable drive home, just because the weather is so gorgeous.

    Home. DH makes me the best breakfast quesadilla ever: scrambled eggs, cheese, some Tobasco, and jalepenos. Talk about hitting the spot. He makes the best quesadillas (or "Critter-dillas--with the double L mispronounced--as I call them).

    Get to chopping apples. I peeled and chopped a whole lotta apples. Then I got to stripping the paint in the kitchen and turning the house into an experimental tear gas chamber. Which is to say, I made apple chutney. Good stuff, but dear god! Vinegar, mustard seed, ginger, and onions

    Can chutney.

    Get the shelves taken apart, new shelves installed, and put back together. Make a start on putting all the crap back on the shelves. Give up after a while.

    Veg for rest of evening with DH--watching TV on Netflix, chatting.

    Monday--do all the chores I hadn't done over the weekend. Got a Sam's Club membership, went grocery shopping, put away six loads of laundry, get the storage area sorted, spend some quality time with iTunes and
    Shazam, figuring out previously-missing information.

    Feels like more, but that's about it.

    Veg with DH in the evening.
  3. Purr

    Purr Well-Known Member

    I saw Skyfall Saturday afternoon, and I thought it was the best James Bond movie in a long while. Daniel Craig did a great job. I liked that the movie showed a little different side of James Bond, a little older, and a little more vulnerable and less than perfect. I liked as well the movie presented a backstory of his beginnings. The movie introduced actors which will keep the franchise fresh for awhile: Ralph Fiennes (Gareth Mallory), Naomie Harris (Eve Moneypenny), and Ben Wishaw (Q). I've got to say, bring on more Ben Wishaw - loved him!!! The movie had one tragic but not entirely unexpected loss; that's all I can say without giving away a spoiler.
  4. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    @Peaches--That chutney sounds amazing. I have had peach chutney (love!) but never apple.

    Very routine day. I believe it went more or less like this.
    9:20, 9:40, 10, 10:20, 10:40, 11--Student appointments.
    Lunch and prep.
    12:40--VICTORIAN. Jude the Obscure.
    2:15, 2:35, 2:55, 3:15, 3:35, 3:55--Student appointments.
    4:30--Phone call type appt with student not on campus. (Mom had a second brain tumor surgery this year and Dad is not in the picture, so she goes home Fri-Mon to help out.) E-mail to the head of a program to try to help this student get what she needs for Spring 2013).
    5--Home. It has been a gorgeous day weather-wise--not that I saw much of it--but I can feel it starting to cool down. Tuesday is going to be considerably colder.

    Home and immediately get hit up with somewhat bad news from Husband. I have tried to suggest that it might be possible not to hit someone up with bad news within the first five minutes many, many times over the years. I am apparently talking to myself. At least he doesn't call me at work to tell me this stuff.
    Child and Husband leave for ice skating rink.

    Talk to my Dad about plans for this weekend. He and Mom are going to take Child to "Spiderman: Turn Off the Dark" while I am at OSB.

    Go through a box of stuff from the recent basement clean-up project. Find lots of cute stuff from kindergarten-4th grade.
  5. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    And there's plenty to bite your tongue about. As in there's no way I'd allow/encourage my fifteen-year-old to have elective surgery that's most likely related to nascent sexuality during the middle of the school year and laugh about it. And why do so many people tacitly give boys permission to engage in risky sexual behavior? And what gives with circumcision, anyway? And what the heck ever happened to privacy? Couldn't she have knocked before entering his room unannounced? And much more.

    But hey. It's still a funny story.
  6. Sagitta

    Sagitta Well-Known Member

    Actually the manager messed up the tally the previous day. She did Friday's tally, found the missing $5 and apologized to me for not doing what she should have done on FRiday. :)
  7. Sagitta

    Sagitta Well-Known Member

    Monday - Quiet day enjoying the outdoors. Also, did my 1 hour Tai Chi class and the west coast swing class at night.
  8. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    Glad to hear it. :)
  9. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    I guess I should clarify the remark about circumcision. Sounds like I'm anti. I'm not anti or pro. I figure folks get to make their choices BUT I know that the ex had his done as a teenager, due to a recurrent, miserable skin infection in that ... ahem ... area. From what he told me, the pain of recovery from having the procedure done as a young adult was excruciating. He absolutely insisted that DS have it done as an infant. I, in return, insisted that DS have it done on his eighth day of life, in the Jewish tradition. I've read research in more than a few places that the pain of circumcision is minimized on that eighth day. God knew what he was doing when he told the Jewish people what to do. :cool:

    There is no absolutely no way I would allow my teenage son to have the procedure just because he wanted it, which is what my coworker said. My GF and I both assumed that the boy must've been ill. No. He just wanted it. Seriously?

    And, if (it were relevant and) DS suddenly decided he wanted that procedure, he and I would have to discuss why he wanted it. What a hoot that conversation would be. "Who's been looking at your wee-wee, son?" lol. (No. I don't call them wee-wees. It just sounds funnier than the appropriate anatomical term.)

    NURDRMS Well-Known Member

    @NURDRMS. I know I should have asked long ago, but how are things in your neck of the woods? I know that your home was spared, when the wildfires came through, back in the summer. I also remember your alluding to neighbors that suffered terrible loss. I know it's been months. ( Was that June or July?) but it often takes more than a few months, to get back to "normal." Is everybody okay?

    Pyg, area is still recovering. Those who lost homes will be at this for a while. Even friends who 'only' had smoke damage were out of their homes for more than a month. We are forever grateful for the firefighters, many of whom flew in from far away to help fight the wildfire. The biggest danger in the near future will be in the springtime, when the snow melts and there is no foliage to hold the mud in place. Thanks so much for asking.
  11. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    I'm glad to hear that the recovery is happening. I'm just so sorry that it has to. I don't know what else to say. It's so huge and overwhelming. :(
  12. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    @pygmalion--Hilarious story.

    @NURDRMS--I'm glad to hear recovery is proceeding...but that's scary to think about what could happen in spring. Is there anything that can be done to shore up the land? Sounds like a problem for an engineer.

    Put away laundry before work.

    9, 9:20, --, 10, 10:20, 10:40, 11--Student appts. Except 9 AM doesn't show. Oh lookie, she sent me an e-mail. She's sick and health services can see her at 9 so she won't be coming. "Have a nice day!" Um...pretty chipper for a sick person. And I note no attempt to re-schedule or to ask if I can read her pages anyway. Huh.

    11:30--Department meeting. Omg, we laugh so much. We discuss some serious stuff, too, but we giggle a lot. One of my colleagues is slated to teach a class called Historical Novels of the Black Diaspora. She has a poster showing some of the books, and it looks like a great course...but it's not filling. I suggested that the word "diaspora" scares some students...and she suggested she should rename it "Books Oprah Likes." The department envisioned a HUGE waiting list!

    1, 1:20, 1:40, 2, 2:20--You guessed it: student appts!

    2:45--Just as I am leaving work, a bombshell from a colleague. And it's a secret, so I'm not supposed to tell anyone until he's had a chance to. Omg. He actually e-mailed me and my husband before even telling the Provost! (This is not someone I'm super close to, but there are reasons why my husband and I would care.)

    3--Pick up Child.

    Discuss this breaking news with Husband.

    Read with Child.
    Get Child ready for dance.

    5-8:30--Child has her 3 back to back dance classes.
    I alternately watch and read Chinua Achebe's There Was a Country: A Personal History of Biafra.

    9:30ish--Put Child to bed.

    Stay up later than I should have, but eventually go to bed myself.
  13. 3wishes

    3wishes Well-Known Member

    ohhh CCMM I LOVE turkey chili! yum-o.
    Yesterday, ring ring goes the phone, "uhhh, pretend we need you...would you consider a contract and work for 180 days"...DH and I stare at each other, pretty much knew this call was coming. Consideration in process.
    Conference call with Aunts, Uncles, Cousins (on both sides of my family).
    Help them sort out what to expect in recovery, rebuilding, replacing, their issues, what to get ready for...etc. etc.
    Also, inform them that the second best Christmas present to each other would be pre-packaged survival kits (lots are on the market my personal favorite is SOS vendor), that also include Solar powered battery chargers for cell phones and computers/radios/flashlights (yes, as my cousins are shocked that , solar powered battery chargers in survival kits).
    Take DH to Bed, Bath and Beyond - almost done going through the house. Poor him.
    Thanksgiving plans are forming up.
    Step-father brushes off invitation to come with us - not unexpected.
    Calls to former co-workers and strike team.
    DH sees gears in head turning....reminds me that there is snow on ground and the hill is open now...
    ahhhh the great outdoors, love it.
    Furniture hunt starts for empty room, decide to make a crafting corner to include sewing machine and somehow, futon for GS#2 that folds out to bed, TV wall for his Wii system and some sort of bookcase as GS#2 is a most avid reader, recently informed by his private school he is the top reader in his entire I stare at DH who is also avid reader from the day I met him.
    Lesson with Pro in evening, I'm sure I said daytime only..mention this to pro...who apologizes...
    Learn new silver ChaCha - that just about killed me with the timing...holy moly.
    Taking on Silver Smooth - now that was fun...and ended with Mambo.
    Head out to make it home before DWTS results show.
    Settle in for the evening, review Gym class schedule, Aqua fitness is my new go-to class, and finally decide that I will try a spin class...hmmmmm, skiing seems so much easier all of a sudden. lol.

    NURDRMS Well-Known Member

    Prior to the winter snowfall starting, the forest service (I think) used helicopters to lay down a layer of sawdust on the mountainside to try to contain the mud once the snow melts. But these are the Rocky Mountains and they are STEEP so it would have to take some pretty dramatic (and costly) engineering efforts to come up with a mudslide solution.
  15. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member


    Skip ballet; need to save my strength for
    Lesson, in which we have fun and frustration in equal measure
    Stop to see ex, pack a package, prep it for shipment when the PO re-opens
    Stop to see DB#1, this takes hours, and some Stuff comes to the fore, most unexpectedly; we spend equal time talking window treatments, dance, and family
    Home, make pie crusts; check freezer, yes, there is still crust in there since last year; need to find out if it's still usable, so make a cherry pie; father declares it delish
    Remember to cancel hotel at Ohio, since it turns out I'm not going after all
  16. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member


    Try to ship box via PO; get a clerk who decides to challenge the contents; give up for the day
    Get my eyelids done; they had collapsed to such an extent that they lay on my eyelashes and I was losing ~40% of my eyesight unless I either raised my eyebrows all the time or scotch taped them to my hairline (fugeddaboudit); procedure is not so bad, but the valium and vicodin destroy me, and I am asleep for the rest of the day, barring a brief soup break
  17. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    @3W. I thought about you yesterday and thought about the very high probability that your former bosses would call you in to help. I honestly hope that you will be blessed, no matter what you choose to do. If you decide to do the consultant gig for six months or even longer, for sure you'll fill in a huge gap. People with your experience are hard to come by. OTOH. You planned for and earned your retirement. Disasters happen, all the more frequently these days, it seems. Maybe it's time for someone else to carry the burden. You carried your fair share and then some. Whatever you choose, go with God. He has your back.
  18. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    Nothing much yet, so no official check-n, although I will really try to develop the self-discipline to post something substantive tomorrow.

    One thing today. Doing training, which is one of my fave job assignments. Today, I was scheduled to work the afternoon -- 1:30 to 4:30. At the last minute, the morning trainer announced that she had to leave early to take care of stuff at home. No problem. She left at 11:30. So, instead of starting lunch at 12:30 as scheduled, the trainee dudes started lunch at 11:30. I was rescheduled to train from 12:30 to 4:30. Awesome, since I needed to cover three topics today. Four hours is so much better than three.

    Lo and behold, the newbs didn't turn up after lunch at 12:30 or 12:45 or 1:00. They came at 1:30 and were shocked that they hadn't somehow gotten a two hour lunch as a reward for surviving two and a half days on a new job. I was really ticked. I needed that classroom time, to cover the material in the time allotted. I was forced to spend all afternoon rethinking my game plan. But I acted like it was okay. Just a miscommunication. Blah. Blah. Blah. A two hour lunch. Seriously. I've worked here for years and have a one hour lunch that I usually work through. Grrr. I'm such a witch. The stuff we didn't cover, I gave them as homework. I spent an hour sitting in a classroom waiting, while they (to quote them) enjoyed an hour in the sunshine. Grr again. Let them do their dadburned homework while I eat bon-bons and DF. In the interest of full disclosure, I don't like bon-bons. It's just the principle of things.
  19. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    9, 9:20, 9:40, 10, 10:20, 10:40, 11, 11:20--Individual student paper appts. Except 11:20 is a no-show.


    12:40--VICTORIAN LITERATURE. Gerard Manley Hopkins! I had originally planned two classes on him and really need that, but given that we were 1 day behind, and then lost another day to Hurricane Sandy, I foolishly convinced myself that we could do just one day. Went over some Hopkins terms and concepts, then we did "God's Grandeur" and "Carrion Comfort."

    2:15--Individual student paper appt. 2:15 appointment person knows 11:20 appointment person well and sees "No show" written next to his name. I can tell there will be follow up. [Sure enough, there was an apologetic e-mail later.]

    3--Pick up Child.

    Omg. Treadmill has arrived and been set up by professional people and it looks AMAZING! It is the Nordictrack x9i Incline Trainer. I'm actually pretty excited to try it out. In fact, both Husband and Child walked on it for a few minutes yesterday because it's just so cool and feature-heavy that techno-geeks find it irresistible. (That was not a cutting remark, btw. Husband is a proud technology geek.) (Side note: Irresistible is apparently a hard word for me to spell. I can't say that "irresistable" or "irresistible" looked better to me, so I looked it up. I also struggle with words like "moveable" or "movable." I guess I missed that day in school.)

    Unfortunately, Husband can only give it a few minutes whirl b/c he is still feeling crummy. He has been sick since we came home from Disney--24 days ago! So he got a really early jump on this year's winter cold/cough season.

    Read with Child.

    Got her ready for dance.

    7-8--Child had ballet. I read Achebe's There Was a Country. This is the second book I've read this year about the Biafran-Nigerian Civil War and I am stunned and amazed by how little I knew about it before. In the part I was reading last night, Achebe makes a powerful case that what the Nigerian government was attempting to do to the Igbo people was genocide.

    Achebe points out that this was well before Rwanda. Are there lessons that could have been learned...but weren't?
    Put Child to bed.

    Pack a little for OSB. (Just watching this year.) Fool around on computer. Check out my enrollment numbers. My ENG 1101 for spring is so far the only section to close out! Makes me happy. Two of my advisees will be in it, which makes me double happy. My GWII, on the other hand, is the only one (out of three) that did not close out, but I am also the only one of the three professors who does not teach GWI, so I am an unknown quantity to most of these students. And I still got a healthy 14 students (cap is 20).

    Dog gets into something unspeakably foul and stinky on his last bathroom break of day and Husband has to bathe him even though it is like 10:30 PM. It was NOT optional! Why do dogs have to be fascinated by and investigate every smelly thing in the natural world? :confused:
  20. 3wishes

    3wishes Well-Known Member

    Yesterday, experimented re-making Austin Pizza with Stubbs Bar B Que Sauce instead of tomatoe base, fresh pizza dough and fresh cheese....DH gives his comments since he's the one who cannot stop talking about the Pizza we had down there. He likes it but a little more experimenting to go probably.
    Head out to furniture store - with DH - come home with nothing for that empty room.
    DH informs me his sister and BIL (who is 6'5") will be coming next June and staying with us for a week or more.
    HUH? Head spins around, and just where - will the child, your sister (gets the queen guest bed) and your BIL who is taller than any bed we have ever owned (sleep?). Inform DH - you realize BIL sleeps in the basement apartment because of his C-PAC machine for his sleep apnea right? You realize we have one bed right?
    DH stares at me....reply to me is...."oh, I forgot about that, well, we'll make do" uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hmmmm.
    miffed (love the family, now the "where to put people" puzzle begins).
    Walked 5 miles.
    Cleaned out the hallway closet! Almost done!
    DD calls, has opportunity to become the teacher she always wanted to be for Special Education, fingers crossed.
    DD calls again, we all talk about opportunity, options, staying with Target or not, considerations...etc.
    Now it's wait and see - if I could cross my toes I would...don't go there Pyg.

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