yesterday's activities

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

  1. cornutt

    cornutt Well-Known Member

    Yep... It seems like they hover when you're browsing and want to be left alone, and then when you need help, they all vanish.
  2. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    Child to school.

    Me to work.
    -Did syllabi for all four classes I will be teaching this spring (normal load is three, but I'm doing an overload class), and course policies for three out of four.
    -Answered some work e-mail.
    -Did a little brainstorming of new assignments. Was trying to come up with a good debatable topic that would be Superbowl related. Did not succeed in coming up with anything that satisfied me, but I did come across an interesting factoid. Guess how much American consumers spent on snacks, sports jerseys and other game related merchandise, new big screen tvs, etc, etc for the last Superbowl? (This is not including how much advertisers spent for air time. This is what average folks spent to get ready for and enjoy Superbowl Sunday.)

    The answer: $11 Billion. No, I don't mean million! Holy wow.
    Picked up Child. Went home.

    Finished reading Joseph Delaney's The Last Apprentice: Night of the Soul Stealer.

    Took Naomi to dance. She danced. I read Girls Like Us.
    I was having some heartburn discomfort. :(

    Put Child to bed. Read a little more. Put self to bed.
  3. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    tues...breakfast, bank, practice, lessons, late lunch, drive home , teach spin, skip dinner, drink wine, have a great deal of trouble getting body to relax and sleep....thank God for bengay

    wed....breakfast, teach interval, converse with boss who stepped down, have another lengthy chat with a friend....lunch and nap later than anticipated, prep dh's dinner, tan, teach and abs class and another interval class, have another conversation with bosses' boss....oy....home... dinner which partially does not stay down, wine, difficulty sleeping again....thusfar today; drive in snow to work, teach an oldies class, have more long conversations, home to a bowl of soup and a chat with my brother....anticipating a long, and lovely nap today
  4. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member

    Catching up
    Monday: Lesson, and studio drama in which I seem to be involved, thx but no thx

    Gynecologist! What was I thinking, scheduling all these things back to back?
    Roast a chicken, a showoff dish that is both simple and easy; the potatoes roasted under it vanish into the night, as they're basically like steak fries cooked in chicken fat, and men love them; I won't touch them any more, but they're really really good
    Go have a glass of wine with blond German friend, who's working at a winebar a couple of nights a week; nice chat with the only other patron in the place
    Home, Z
  5. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member

    Lesson, in which some things get sorted out and enormous fun is had; why is it that, as soon as I seem to "get" something, Teach blows past it and gives me something else I can't get? Until I do get it, and then lather, rinse repeat?
    Accountant meeting; lunch with her first, then going over results of last year and projecting financial stuff into the future, and oy, just oy.
    Tickle in the back of throat mid afternoon, then some throat soreness; I refuse to acknowledge this, b/c I'm leaving for a pleasure trip tomorrow
    Bed 9ish
    Wake midnight shaking, fever, chills, aching, sore throat, drippy nose; call airline and cancel trip, call hotel and attempt to cancel, but room is prepaid with miles, so I can cancel, but I lose my miles; TDNWMH in spades, it's a lotta miles; customer service rep gives me advice on how to mitigate that crapfest, maybe, just maybe
    Aspirin, benadryl, back to bed around 2:30 am, depressed b/c I can't go on my trip and 'cause, y'know, flu
  6. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member


    To doctor as soon as office opens; yes, they have an immediate opening; get drugs, and a note for the hotel operator so I maybe can get my miles back
    To pharmacy, which is in supermarket, so I load up on juice, chicken soup, and citrus fruit
    Home, write pleading letter re: miles and send it off
    Miracle; they say yes! Thank you: that's 39,000 miles I got back! Woo hoo!
    Spend the day brain dead, watching Downton Abbey on Amazon Prime, eating soup and drinking liquids
    And trying to get over being pissed off over missing out on the trip
  7. j_alexandra

    j_alexandra Well-Known Member

    btw, tamiflu is a miracle drug, for me, at any rate; apparently, I caught the flu early enough that the drug is working like a charm
  8. 3wishes

    3wishes Well-Known Member

    What a blur.
    Day of leaving Florida, found a Vintage Packard Car Museum - and they were FABULOUS.
    Viewed cars, pedal cars, various other things associated with Packard including a toy collection of over 9,000 perfectly preserved toys listed in a catalog offered by collector.
    And who would think, that in an off-beat path from the major blvd...this place existed.
    Went to Lester's Diner - PERFECT.
    Goregous weather.
    Browsed Best Buy for new lap top (never had one before so this is quite the adventure)
    and browsed for new flat screen 50' TV to go into living room. Who knew?
    Head out for a magnificent muscle relive massage...and she went after the shoulders and feet - ouchie so good!
    Airport follows, dinner at Chilis to Go - love their new Carribean Grilled Chicken Salad. -yummmmm.
    Read a bit, load on Virgin America with an in-flight time of 6 hours to LAX,
    pilot announces a mild headwind of 29 - which will put us into LAX actually early.
    Flight is great, we go over Austin TX - and those lights are pretty bright at nighttime...bye bye DD not stopping this time.
    We arrived exactly ONE HOUR EARLY....everyone on board is tickled pink,,,until some idiot male stands up while we are on Taxi Way - not even close to the gate, and the Flight Attendants, YELL at him to SIT DOWN IMMEDIATELY and BUCKLE UP.
    Really? while landing early is icing on the 10 day vacation cake...a person standing up right after wheels down is not...let's add insult to male screamed at injury - the jet way...had a problem connecting to jet door...delay of 10 minutes enough for pilot to make announcement....we conclude the idiot caused bad karma on the jetway. wink wink!
    Home,,,,rain,,,,traffic....ahhhhh it's sooooooooo well, sigh....familiar.
  9. Mr 4 styles

    Mr 4 styles Well-Known Member

    i sense a trend...... perhaps one with less tannins??
  10. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member me, it isn't the wine, it is the muscle tension....without the wine there would be no sleep at all...btw, am no longer drinking wine with a lot of tannins
  11. Mr 4 styles

    Mr 4 styles Well-Known Member

    smart lady!!!
  12. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    9:30-1--On campus "retreat" on the topic of internships/service learning/experiential learning. Call me literal minded, but I prefer the word "retreat" be reserved for events which remove us from our day-to-day physical location. I think this should be called an in-service day. That said, there was some interesting and useful information at this event. The importance of internships has gone way, way up from when I was an undergraduate.

    Some departments had exactly ZERO members at this retreat. Some of these same departments are applying to the Academic Planning Committee for a new faculty member. I am on the Academic Planning Committee. A cynical person might find herself wondering how committed these departments are to larger campus initiatives.

    Home post-retreat. Discover Husband has spent pretty much whole day in bed, b/c he has a couple vacation days to burn. He was also in bed, sound asleep, when Child and I came home from school on Wednesday a little after 3 PM. He's really still not over this illness...though he is coughing less. But it has been since October 22.

    Tried to order our IKEA sofa. Discovered we may not be able to get set-up because we live more than 25 miles from IKEA. Boo.

    6 miles on treadmill. Shower.

    Read a little more. Bed.
  13. fascination

    fascination Site Moderator Staff Member

    having put my own ikea sofa together, it was a snap
  14. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    That's what we've decided we'll do...though I think it has us leaning toward sofa over sofa bed, as it seems like it would be easier. What IKEA sofa do you have, if you don't mind my asking?
  15. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    I heart IKEA. I actually live about two? three? miles from one. (Oh yeah. I can go there for cheap breakfast anytime I want. lol) I've never had a problem putting their stuff together even though I'm pretty mechanically challenged. I'd probably go for the sofa bed and try putting it together. If it doesn't work out, there's always the backup plan -- call a mechanically inclined friend.
  16. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    I've put together quite a few pieces of furniture from Pottery Barn Kids, and while they always come out great in the end, I always make a mistake that I have to undo...because the directions are entirely in pictures, with no words! Talk about different learning styles! I'm kind of a words person. ;)

    By about halfway through every assembly project I've ever done, I'm thinking "I could make these directions so much better." How about some words mentioning common mistakes you don't want to make? How about color coding parts that look almost identical, but aren't? (Would putting a little daub of green paint on all the Part As really add that much to production costs?)
  17. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    I'm guessing that you're not big on Legos. lol.
  18. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    8:20--Take Child to school.

    Come to important realization: since Wednesday, I have been having some pains in my chest. Not good, right? I thought they were probably heartburn, but of course was a little worried because they are on the left side of my chest, pretty much right over my heart. Given my general state of health, I would not consider myself at high risk of heart disease, and yet there were those twinges. Backing out of the driveway and turning the steering wheel softly, I gave a little yelp of discomfort, again. Child asked, in her logical way, "Why does it always seem to bother you the most when we are driving?" She led me to a realization: I don't think it's heartburn or a heart attack. I think I've pulled a muscle in my chest. Turning the steering wheel hard, like I have to do back out, irritates it. What an annoying thing to have done!

    Get a few things done around the house, including putting lentil stew in the crockpot. Setting it at 10 AM, it will be ready by 4 PM...right around when I hope to be coming home, since apparently it is going to snow. This slow cooker thing is a thing of great brilliance.
    11-4--At work. Finalize all syllabi and course policies and give to our secretary for xeroxing. Yay boogie boogie! Write some notes for Monday's graduate class mini-lecture: What makes The Modern World "modern"? (Because since we're talking a period that begins in the 15th or 16th century, it clearly isn't "modern" in the sense we would use that word in everyday parlance. Like they didn't use a GPS to find the Americas.)

    Ready to drive home.
    First annoyance: walked to wrong parking lot. (I always park in the same lot, but switched it up today. Bad move.)
    Second annoyance: apparently do not have scraper in my car. Clear windows ineffectively with my gloves.
    Third annoyance: on last bit of my drive--the part where the roads aren't cleared at all--get behind someone who thinks going 10 mph uphill on a 35 mph road is a good idea. I really think we should be trying to use momentum in our favor a little more!
    But get home in one piece.

    Family Fun Night: "Star Trek" (the 2009 movie directed by J.J. Abrams). We liked it!

    Finished Rachel Lloyd's Girls Like Us: Fighting for a World Where Girls Are Not for Sale. Some good insights including:
    -Why it is important and not just a matter of semantics to call these girls "Commercially sexually exploited girls" rather than "teen prostitutes."
    -Why it is hard for these girls to leave their pimps. Lloyd contextualizes it in terms of Stockholm syndrome, battered women's syndrome, PTSD. She also talks about how little of a sense of family or belonging of any kind many of these girls have other than their "daddy" and "wives-in-law."
    -How pervasive this problem is, even in "first world" countries for "first world" girls, and how young they often are when recruited. 11, 12, 13--not uncommon.

    Wrote down goals for the weekend.

  19. ChaChaMama

    ChaChaMama Well-Known Member

    Lol. What's funny is that my kid went to a Legos Star Wars summer camp when she was maybe about 6, and afterwards, she would walk me through the directions of Legos projects: "Okay, Mommy. Would you like to do Step 17?" But at least Legos ARE color coded and visibly different sizes!!! I can handle tasks where I can verbally mediate it "Okay, so I need two red six tops and two flat green twelve tops."

    Compare this to Pottery Barn's train table. I envision the evil directions taunting me, in their own secret non-verbal language, here translated for the first time.

    EVIL DIRECTIONS: "Hey, guess what? Two of the wheels that need to go on the drawers that slide under the table rotate, and two almost identical looking ones are straight wheels. We are NOT going to point out this difference, however. Go ahead. Put them on however seems right. We'll wait."

    --Assembly time.--

    EVIL DIRECTIONS: "HA! You will now realize that the rotating ones HAVE to go on the front of the drawer, near the label, and the straight ones HAVE to go on the back! Oh, you used a power screwdriver and really got those wheels on nice and tight, didn't you? Mwahahaha!"
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  20. pygmalion

    pygmalion Well-Known Member

    Oh Jesus. (And I don't say that lightly. At. All. I am actually very offended by people who say Jeez or Jesus, etc but who obviously have no respect for the man who lived and what he tried to represent. Religion aside. Jesus is a historical figure...)

    My heart breaks over the desperation and/or abuse of men and women who sell their bodies (or other things, such as organs) just to live.

    I don't think most people in a position to help have any idea of what drives people. "My life is easy and i have choices, so why don't you, the person in a desperate situation, make easy choices?" So we, as a society, condemn people for making the best choices they can. A lot of people don't have choices. (ETA: Or don't perceive that they have choices.) That's why there's a black market in which people sell blood, sexual favors, organs, etc. People are in pain and just trying to survive.

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