Friday, October 22, 2010

Happy Mole Day!

Ok, technically Mole Day isn't until Saturday, but that gives you all an extra day to prepare while I'm off learning how to be a better wife with my husband.

Apparently, not everyone had the cool experiences I had growing up and not all of you know about Mole Day.  Given my varied background, it might not even be easy for you to guess about, so if you are really clueless I suggest you check out the official site or even Google it - there are many great sites!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

I'm A Zombie, RRRAAARRRRGGGHHH *hack* *hack* *cough*

I haven't been posting much, I haven't been online much, heck, I haven't even been awake that much.  Although I no longer feel the cold symptoms, the cough and reoccurring headaches - occasionally migraines, still plague me.  The cough itself is horrendous.  If I had health insurance I'd have an appointment with a doctor yesterday.  Sadly, however, I don't, so I will continue to rely on over the counter cough meds and prayer.

I have reluctantly been carrying on the bare minimum of my daily duties.  I continue to dope up and face the elementary school lunch crowd, which has gotten much more mellow and interesting as the kids have finally given me the chance to show that I'm not just a rule enforcer, but a fairly interesting person.  At least I think I'm interesting.  I have so much I want to write about, but the time and my ability just aren't matched.  It may be a bit before full blogging resumes as my husband and I will be attending a marriage conference this mole day.  So until the next time, I'm going back to bed.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Welcome Georgie!!!!

--I know at least one of you has been waiting with baited breathe for my promised announcement, of course some of you have already heard it as it happened on Friday, but wait, even for you there is more!--

On Friday, my oldest daughter experienced a major geek landmark in her life.  While I suppose some people may not notice or understand the importance of the moment, but as gamers my husband and I both shed a tear as our little girl chose her first alias.  

My daughter has played MANY games, my husband scored many a reader rabbit (and other similar fare) at garage sales from the moment my bump was securely growing.  A few years ago he even claimed an "all-in-one" at a sale and upgraded it, coupled it with a froggy keyboard and speaker set (thanks woot!), Hello Kitty mouse (thanks Aunt N), and a USB wireless adapter - perfect for any kids machine, simply pull the adapter and the internet disappears!  Not only on the computer, but she's had several opportunities on our wii, our PS2, and Daddy's gameboy.  But Friday was something special.  Friday was different.

Monday, October 11, 2010


I have a wonderful announcement to make, but my cold and general feeling of absolute crappiness has kept me from my laptop.  I have tons I want to write, but I just haven't been able.  And I've learned that if I cough while laying down the surgical umbilical hernia causes intense pain AND gets really really hot and angry.  Praying this cold passes quickly and the coughing ends even more quickly.  I hope you all had a lucky binary day (and double ten day for those of you in Taiwan and any other country that celebrates such days).  Regular blathering shall continue shortly.

Thanks all,


Friday, October 8, 2010

Dream Machine

I'm sure you've had quite enough of my whine for the last two days so here is some cheese.

Several years ago the first Final Fantasy movie came out.  After missing it in the theater (I was still a beginning FF freak then), we saw it super cheap on VHS, remember what those are?  Anyway, my now sister's husband recommended it as a good movie, which it is very enjoyable, and we picked it up.  Ever since the first time I saw it I was instantly jealous of a simple piece of tech that is standard equipment in the movie:  the dream recorder.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

If Only I Were a Tree

You might finally be able to convince me that fall is actually here, or on it's way,  or in some way the change of seasons is happening.  You couldn't last week, but now with the rain and the cooler temperatures, and most of all with the fact that with only parking for 15 mins on Main Street, downtown, my car was covered in little yellow leaves.  In fact the street is littered with them.  Too small to pick up or rake, but turning the whole street yellow nonetheless.  As I ran the windshield wipers to clear those leaves it FINALLY felt like fall.

Everyone keeps assuring me it's fall, I mean before the leaf thing.  People kept insisting it's October.  It just didn't feel like it.  Now though, I guess I'm a believer.  I honestly hope it stays, despite having a summer birthday, it's just too hot to really enjoy that much.  I mean I love camping and getting out, but as a responsible adult I barely get to do those things anymore (and when did I become a responsible adult anyway?).  Fall, if it weren't for the collective insanity that always seems to accompany it - maybe that's just living in a University town - really would be a wonderful season, except...

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Jealousy of a Duty Which Aut to Be Mine

Darwinian success is determined by how many offspring your offspring have, thereby passing on your genetics and insuring that your offspring were able to do so as well.  To achieve this there is a spectrum in which an organism chooses it's path towards success.  Since in biological sciences everything is about food and sex, and having as many sexual reproducing offspring is the goal, the spectrum lies between having the most offspring yourself and intensely caring for an offspring to insure it's success.  According to the scientists all living organisms choose a strategy that balances care and offspring number, those with the least parental care come from the largest clutches and so on.  So spider species which don't do any child rearing have many many eggs, but koalas that spend years caring for one joey, only have a few joeys over their lifetime.

I've always felt very strongly that families should support one another.  That we should be there for our family in any time of need as much as we are able.  That even in the littlest things, it is a family duty that we should be expected to fulfill without issue and without complaint.  Ironically, I've never enjoyed romance novels although my husband has tried at least to get me to watch the English dramas on Masterpiece from time to time.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010


I LOVE multitasking.  I hate when my mind goes onto overdrive and my fingers cant' keep up, or worse my fingers can't reach an outlet for the crazy insanity, brilliant ideas, or long sought solution that is pounding at my grey matter.  I simply can not be the only person that suffers from this stuff!  I refuse to believe that I am!

Yet, here I am pounding away at a keyboard, my carpel tunnel (inflicted from playing volleyball, typing, and scooping ice cream as a teenager at an arcade - seriously NEVER NEVER NEVER EVER let your child scoop hard serve ice cream for a living, especially if they have flaky tendons.)  Oh yeah, I've seen Dragon Naturally Speaking, it's a cool toy.  I guess there is this professor that used to come into the computer store that writes most of his stuff with it, but he was a little off if you know what I mean.  Fun toy, but not a practical keyboard replacement.  Even the Google tool on Google Voice that my husband uses to translate his voicemail to text so he can understand it (hearing issues, voicemail is a nightmare) only gets a 75% on good days.  At least it's good for a laugh.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Phones Are Evil

I know I haven't been writing like I would like to, and part of that is simply because I barely can touch my keyboard, I've been so busy.  However, quite a bit of that is because my baby is needing to eat at night again and I am getting very little quality sleep, coupled with the medication problem I'm already having (not set quite right so I'm overly tired), and I think I can barely talk a sentence that's coherent let alone maintain something as complex as the convoluted thought process that leads to stuff that's actually worth writing on napkins while waiting for food as opposed to just laying on table with my head down hoping that bedtime will arrive soon and that my dreams won't be too horribly bizarre.

So with the disclaimer out of the way, let's begin our discussion on how the telephone has ruined society and therefore is an inherent evil, not only a bane in my existence.

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