9/25/2011 Shopping spree!

It wasn't until we already had a bag packed full of pants from Banana Republic and a stack of shirts and dressings hanging in a fitting room at Title Nine that my Mom put her finger on it: "I haven't been on a shopping spree like this in years!" Sure enough, that's what we were on -- a full-blown haul. It's sort of necessary; I do need non-jean pants to wear to work, but it's also something of an indulgence because now I'm sure I'll be working for a while and won't have a whole lot of time, or desire, to shop. And what fun to do with your mom! Funny, when you have your own daughter, the thing heard most often from other people is what fun it will be to shop with her. Not for me, mother-daughter shopping was the last thing I thought of. But after today, I'm rethinking that! 9/25/2011

9/22/2011 Mom's here!

My mom's here for a 5-day visit during my between-job purgatory. Yay! Gabriel went with me to the airport to pick her up, that's always fun. He's been so full of joyful energy lately.

Unfortunately being parents to Julian has been less rewarding. His teacher is so frustrated with his behavior in class -- and that's after me pulling out all the stops and investing a ton of energy in not tolerating even the slighest indiscretion at home -- that's she's requesting help from the school district's counselor, and calling a team meeting thing to evaluate him. We've been through this with Gabriel and in some ways it's harder with Julian because he's always been pretty good -- no odd behaviors, no flags for "the spectrum," no developmental delays. He's just....well, dawdly and full of excuses, but he's becoming more and more impossible in class.

Katrina...she's been great lately. I'm still reeling from a horrible nightmare I had two mornings ago, in which she'd died and I was first facing the world without this bright light, this joyful pixie bursting with ideas and observations and life. I was absolutely devastated, and woke up very much in that "place." I can't express how relieved I was when I realized it was just a bad dream and that in fact my little girl was quite alive in the next room. I was very upset all day, and even today somewhat as well. It's as though she was taken away from me and I was granted her back.

One thing that comes to mind with all this emotional turmoil is: I need a job! I'm glad I have this time off, and I'm making good use of it, but I sure need some emotional stability in my day!

All in due time -- first, my Mom is here!

9/22/2011

9/20/2011 Ice Cream Social

Today Dave and I joined the kids at school for their "ice cream social" put on by the PTA, since we happened to be out for a late lunchtime together anyway. It was unbelievably hot here today, it's been in the upper 90s for a few days.

I'd expected to hang with the kids and maybe chat with teachers, and that happened, sort of. I caught Julian's teacher and struck up a long conversation with her. They'd had a tough day, with Julian defying the P.E. teacher, giving his teacher attitude and even getting sent to the principal's office. She was really frustrated with how to get through to him. He's only been getting worse, giving her attitude and rude comments and forcing her to repeat instructions several times. She said she doesn't want to spend all her time with him giving him consequence and threatening, but that's what it was turning into. She said something like, "at some point he just has to do what he's told." Just like at home.

I'd planned to spend the afternoon working with Julian on his book report, but had to redirect him to my room to talk alone. "Talking doesn't do anything, Mom," he complained as we walked in. "You're right," I told him. I walked into my closet and pulled out the black belt. "NOOO!" he cried out.

I didn't belt him. But thanks to the one time I did belt him, seeing it looped on a dresser was a necessary threatening message as we talked.

And we talked. First I told him that he had to obey -- not "listen to" -- but obey adults. I told him he especially must obey teachers, and explained that teachers work hard and do their jobs out of conviction and are there just to teach him and other kids. It's their job, that's why they're there, and he can't interfere with that.

Then I wrote down "actions" (such as rudeness, not accepting responsibilty, disobeying and others), and then wrote down "consequences" (giving away toys, no dessert/allowance, grounding, the belt and others), and then wrote a chart of actions mapped to consequences.

Then I had him practice obeying -- I had him walk away a few paces, and I'd call his name and he'd have to stop immediately. This was because of his causing trouble in P.E. today, when the coach called him numerous times and Julian ignored the coach. S.O.P. at home.

By now, he was agreeing with these exercises, because The Belt was looming.

Then I told Julian that now he has to say "yes ma'am" and "yes sir" to adults. This sounds extreme, but I'd threatened that before, during the summer when he was being so much trouble at the CDC. I got the idea from Kung Fu where he has to say "yes sir." I made him practice with me, but he rolled his eyes and said "yes ma'am" with irritation. So I took the belt and whacked it LOUD against a bench, and told him sternly to try again. THEN he said "yes ma'am" with more sincerity. (This is where he departs with Gabriel; Gabriel is very likely to continue resisting; Julian does have his limits.)

I told Julian that absolutely no resistance would be tolerated today. Though it took a ton of energy, I managed to follow up every incident of him ignoring an instruction or talking back with glowering and insisting he say "yes MA'AM." It's amazing how many of those incidents there are in the space of 5 minutes. It's amazing that it's come to this -- I would never have believed that I'd ever threaten a belt or insist on "yes ma'am." How on earth will I have the energy or time to follow up on this when I'm working?

For the rest of the afternoon, I worked with Julian on his book report and homework, and to my surprise, he was pretty cooperative. He blew through his math homework -- the whole weeks' worth took him about 20 minutes, because he wasn't distracted or resistant. Just like Gabriel, the math is really easy and straightforward and needs little intervention. The language homework on the other hand, such as writing definitions for two words from his spelling/vocabulary list, took much much longer.

Julian needs a lot of help with his book report -- but wouldn't any 7-year-old need help? For example, he needs to write a sentence on each of "where" and "when" a folktale takes place, but all our "Jack and the Beanstalk" book says about "when' is "once upon a time." Kids need help with this!

Or do they? Incredibly, Katrina also had a kindergarten version of a book report to do this week, called a "story map." She has to do the hard part: picking a book, writing down who are the main characters, what the "setting" is, and what happens in the beginning, middle and end of the story. These are pretty sophisticated concepts for even a 2nd-grader - summarizing isn't easy, and they don't get that the end of the story isn't necessarily what happens on the last page.

But so unlike her brothers, Katrina insisted on doing her Story Map by herself. Given her determination, I let her just copy the words from the last page of the book for "end of the story." I was blown away by how insistent she was on doing her "homework" that was clearly designed for parents to help with. 5th-week kindergartners can't possibly be expected to write this stuff themselves, when they're technically not even expected to be reading yet.

Well, kindergarten is the least of my worries -- and apparently, 4th grade isn't eithe. Not only is Gabriel doing his homework, but he's keeping track of it -- arguably the biggest achievement. (We passed Gabriel's teacher bicycling to work this morning; Gabriel said the teacher told the class that bicycling to work was a "resolution".) So far, 2nd-grade is our -- and the teacher's -- hugest challenge.

9/20/2011

9/19/2011 Into the future

Apparently I was the last person in the world to know about "streaming" videos, something I still haven't done, but at least now know about. Just in time for NetFlix to announce that it was splitting up its DVD service (which we have) and its streaming service (which apparently we also have but have never used).

Today I made fine use of my first weekday of not earning money by spending a whole lot of it. This included a trip to Best Buy to check out cameras, and morphed into the purchase of a streaming-video device that can hook up to a TV. Right away the first challenge of matching lifestyle to technology and domestic geography presents itself: which TV do I hook this thing up to? That's obvious in households with a central entertainment area, but we don't really have one. I think it'll go in the living room, where the occasional kid-movie gets watched, and movies with guests get watched, but that's not where the bulk of TV-watching happens in this household. We're weird.

Another conundrum is setting up my brand-new Dell Latitude Windows 7 laptop -- because most of the work is in retrofitting old methods and devices to it. My email is almost set up, the very-very old-fashioned way with a local client like Eudora. And I'm beside myself that I was able to get my ancient -- and I do mean ancient: FOURTEEN years old! -- laser printer to work. I'm forever an HP printer fan, none else will do.

I hadn't planned to spend my valuable days "off" before starting a new job setting up my computing world, but it's just as well it happened now. I'd likely never have gotten around to it without a virus rendering my old WinXP tower computer unusable. Despite my clinging to Eudora and an old black-and-white laser printer, for the most part this has forced me to join the 21st century.

Maybe I'll even try streaming a movie tonight.

9/19/2011

9/18/11 Combination factors

Still getting my computer set up and files transferred. I've decided I REALLY hate my camera so I never take photos anymore. Habit is decreased from this big interruption. Been emotionally overwhelmed with leaving my job Friday and saying goodbye to some coworkers I'd truly grown to love and being really drained at night as a result...all this adds up to being unusually uncommunicative in this blog. Those are the reasons, for better or worse! Worse, I know. 9/18/11

9/15/2011 Helmets

"Life is hard -- wear a helmet!" Gabriel informed me tonight. Very clever! "Where did you get that?" I asked him. "From my teacher," he said. Then he said that his teacher has two helmets, one labelled "No Whining" and one labelled "No Complaining." If anyone whines or complains too much in class, they get to wear that helmet for the rest of the day. So far no one has, but I think it's a very clever threat! I'm sure some parents would object to having kids singled out that way, but I really like his creativity.

9/15/2011

9/14/2011 Wrapping up!!

Two more days at work!! It's incredible to believe. Even though I took so much time off and Covad was off my mind for so long while I was having babies, it feels like such a part of my life now that it's about to be not part of my life. I guess anything that's been in your immediacy for 14 years is hard to let go of. One more day of "real" work, then the final day will just be saying goodbyes and packing up my office.

This is so not the most important thing in my life, but it's very very real and present to me now. Until Friday at 5pm that is!!

9/14/2011

9/13/2011 New computer

Yayy!!! I'm typing to you from my new Dell Latitude laptop. It's not set up at all, it'll take weeks to get everything transferred over and my whole picky environment set up, but this is a huge start. I was long overdue to upgrade my computer, but that was the easy part -- I'm also long overdue to upgrade the way I do things. For instance, an address book in an ancient program in a proprietary format? Get OVER it, everyone uses Google Contacts!

Homework was amazingly easy tonight. Gabriel got in trouble immediately and was sent to his room to do his homework. Julian had already gotten a little ahead on his language work, then finished his week's worth of math.

Katrina was the real killer though: she blew through her first week's worth of homework in under an hour, with no guidance, help or encouragement, insisting on reading all the instructions herself, and remaining completely undistracted by her brothers. She announced, "I TOASTED it!"

In fairness, all three kids had no trouble with kinder homework; they'd been well-prepared in preschool, but I think it's safe to say she's the most enthusiastic.

I know I can't count on this breeze every night, but for tonight, I'll take it!

9/13/11

9/12/11 Last Monday

My new computer arrived! It's in a box.

I'll get to it as soon as I clean up the kitchen, make 3 lunches, fill out emergency information for all 3 kids, fill out a county assessment health form for Gabriel, answer notes to two teachers, fill out a class directory form for kindergarten, sign a permission slip and another form about if I want to apply for a library card for 2nd grade, go through papers the kids brought home from school today and make sure I don't miss any notices, put a Thursday field trip on the calendar so I don't forget to send a bagged lunch, look for the kindergarten P.E. schedule and make sure Katrina wears sneakers if PE is on Tuesdays -- and then I can unbox my new computer. Thank goodness tonight is a light workload night!

My last Monday at my current company...the only place I've worked for the last 14 years, where I have many good friends and lots and lots of memories. Recent memories are really bad, but many others are good. No matter how I dice it up, there's no question that my new job is far, far better, but it's still a big change. It reminds me how I really need challenge but how real change stresses me.

I'm happy to be changing to a new computer though -- then I can edit photos again and post them to this poor image-starved blog!

9/12/11

9/8/11 Homework load

Anyone think their 9-year-old could -- more importantly, would -- finish this in 60 minutes?

- Write 12 definitions related to magnetism, some not in the dictionary (e.g. "temporary magnet.").

Draw an illustration for each.
- Make up 10 sentences for each of 10 spelling/definition words (e.g. "chrysalis").
- Two pages of cursive practice.
- 22 math problems.

This is all one night's homework at the not super-academic school in the district, with a principal who's working on reducing homework load, and a conscientious teacher!

Ironically, the only thing that goes quickly is the math, because if you understand it (and most kids at our school do), it's often (not always) a lot less writing.

An example of tonight's math homework problems: Round each number to the place of the underlined digit. 1) 589,932. Gabriel's answer was "580,000 or 590,000" and he'd circled 590,000.

Another problem: Write these numbers in order from least to greatest: 690,172, 349 699,074,213 69,010,342. Answering that involves a fair amount of writing, though at least he didn't have to copy the numbers out of order first.

(Any other 4th-grade parents there have any input? I think this is in line with 4th-grade difficulty -- actually this is pretty easy, but it's the quantity I'm griping about.)

But making up sentences with words like "synonymous" and "crystalline" and "inaugeration" takes at least 3 minutes per sentence, if the kid is concentrating. 10 sentences, about 3 minutes a sentence -- do the math. With everything else, there's no way this all takes 60 minutes.

This is crushing. All we do the entire evening home with Gabriel is deal with homework. At some point, he just gets burnt out and putzes around, plays, writes things in a goofy font, reads the dictionary instead of copying definitions out of it. I absolutely hate that my entire interaction with him in a day revolves around motivating him and focusing him on this work, and that it hangs over his head the entire night.

He actually did most of tonight's homework, minus 7 of the 10 sentences, but I cut him off at 8:30 upon threat of losing a playdate this weekend and said he had to go to bed. He doesn't believe me, but I know he'll have an easier time finishing this in the morning.

I blame the other parents. I have to blame someone. They complain privately, and to other parents, but they don't even tell the teacher. They let their kids stay up later, their kids get home from school earlier, they are generally just fewer of them (kids that is), and many just think piling on homework will improve test scores.

This can't go on. I have to start working with Julian on his book report -- something that I've learned is brutal for parents, especially the first 2nd-grade report, but that has far more value. I wasn't expecting to have to spend so much time and attention keeping Gabriel motivated. He's never blown anyone away with his work ethic -- so many friends have kids who finish their homework on their own -- but he's no excuse factory like Julian. (Julian has also discovered that math homework is much easier and faster than language, and often I have to fight with him to get him to do his definitions or sentences instead of the math.)

On another note...

One of many great things about having a geeky husband is that when your computer dies and you just don't have time or energy to figure out what you need for the next one, you say, "sic'em!" Dave is closing in on a new computer for me -- a laptop this time -- and I'm thrilled and grateful for this huge investment in time and energy he's put into it. I know he likes doing it, even if it isn't a Mac -- the only thing better will be when I need a new car!

9/8/11

9/7/2011 Job news

It's official! I resigned from my position as a Member Technical Staff III yesterday. My last day is September 16. I'm still reeling from the changes, but it's totally a good thing. It's not what I wanted originally or set out to do, but as regular readers of this blog know, I had serious issues with my management. Though that's been rectified recently with a new manager, the problems were just too pervasive. I wrote a pretty strong resignation letter, which I later felt sheepish about, but I had a good talk with the CTO today and left it on good terms. Now I just have to get over short-timer's attitude, and try to get a few last things done. But, it doesn't end there. I'm starting a new job Oct. 3! It was just too good an opportunity to pass up. It's a wonderful, successful small, healthy company with relaxed, happy people all around. I'll have lots of challenges, I have a lot to learn, but that's GREAT. Now that I'm past the big hurdle of resigning my current job, I'm really excited about the new job. I'm not excited about saying goodbye to some coworkers at my current job, many of whom have become really good friends, that will be hard. But the new job has some old friends there too -- I'll be the 5th person there (out of about 50) who came from my current company. One of those other 4 people is one of my first coworkers at my current company back from 1997, and we're now old friends. Juggling school and family life is never easy, but this past year and a half I think we've pretty much figured it out. We've figured out that it's never easy, for starters. It'll be harder for me, coming up to speed at a new job, but heck, we did it once before. And this time it will be without the intense stress of a tyrannical evil manager. I'll have two weeks off between jobs, a good thing because I have lots of big tasks to catch up on. Which,of course, I won't -- so I need to pick two or three and make sure those happen. I'm thinking of doing something I thought of a long time ago: a road trip to Southern CA to visit long-lost family, including two cousins of my Dad's who I've never met, my first cousin who I haven't seen since he was 12, my college roommate, and of course my beloved in-laws. Deep breath -- this is a huge change. My current company is the only place I've worked for 14 years -- time to be knocked out of my comfort zone! But then, sometimes ones' comfort zone isn't so comfortable anyway. 9/7/2011

9/6/11 Childproof

Katrina announced this morning that she "didn't know where we were" last night, so she decided to medicate her cough herself. Somehow she got the childproof cap off the child's Robitussin, and administered most of the bottle to herself. I think it was maybe 1/3 full, and she didn't quite finish it, but still, this was alarming information this morning. We put the bottle truly out of reach and gave a stern lecture to all the kids about self-medicating, and she seems to have suffered no ill effects.

I suffered some ill effects of Gabriel's homework though. Good heavens, just his math was about 26 problems, and most of them involved a whole lot of copying and writing. For example, a problem is to write three numbers in order from least to greatest. Not so bad if you can just write the numbers in order, but he's supposed to write them out of order first, show how many digits each has, assign them an A, B and C order, then copy them again in least-to-greatest order, and draw a box around the answer. Some of these numbers are in the hundred millions, so if you have to write 225,541,226 and 241,541,226 and 226,541,220 twice, in different orders AND with other markings around it, that can take a while. And those were the shorter questions!!

Gabriel had trouble finishing schoolwork today and lost recess for not transitioning, so I talked to him about that but also sent a note to his teacher to let him know that 26 math problems of that sort will take a 9-year-old over an hour with no breaks. Gabriel still has to learn how to get his schoolwork and homework done quickly, but I do understand why he'd frustrated with the homework -- lots of copying and busywork without any real advancement or reinforcement in learning -- he knows the content part just fine so far.

Seems homework is childproof too. 9/6/11

The neighborhood

Computer troubles -- meaning, no new computer yet, have really limited my ability and willingness to blog. At least I finally put my photo-browsing program on our little Netbook, only to discover that it's really lame at editing. Today, Labor Day, started out a slow and lazy day. Katrina spent a lot of time listening to "Clifford" tunes, this time with Clifford listening with her!

Our neighborhood had a Street Fair today, a very small affair that included a demo by firefighters, and an inflatable water slide. To my surprise, Katrina went up the slide, and down, though she had some help the first time.

For some reason, the compressor for the slide turned off, and it very slowly started to deflate -- while Gabriel and Katrina were up top! I could hear her crying out in fear, then screaming, even though I knew Gabriel was up there with her. She wasn't in any danger, since it was deflating very very slowly, but something freaked her out to where she wouldn't just slide down. I started to climb up after her, and then I heard people saying "there they are," referring to Gabriel and Katrina coming down.

Gabriel told me later that the platform they'd been on at the top had sunk down, and he had a hard time pulling her out, partly because she resisted his help, but he managed to pull her out and get her to slide down anyway. What a terrific big brother!

I was lucky he was up there with her, because he met up with a friend from school at the street fair, a kid he'd been asking for a playdate with, and who happens to live in our strange little neighborhood enclave. Most of his time was spent running around like crazy with his friend, and in fact I left Gabriel at the fair with his friend after the slide deflation incident to take Katrina home. I met his friend's mother, and she was happy to have Gabriel over for a playdate during/after the fair. So I told Gabriel to come home at 5:00, and knew it'd take him maybe 5 minutes to walk home.

Julian spent the day at The Tech Museum with our neighbors across the street, who have a 3rd-grade boy that he's made friends with. Julian had gone over to see if his friend could play, and they were on their way to the museum and invited Julian. He didn't get back until 6pm, so he was entertained unexpectedly all day.

Katrina has a classmate who I think I've seen walking with her parents not far from our house, which also suggests they're neighbors. It'll be a while before I'll tell Katrina to just go to a kid's house and ask if they can play, but in two years, sure.

Can it be? Do we actually have signs of a neighborhood here? Kids knocking on each other's doors and asking if a friend can play? It seems so .... well, suburban -- but it's a really, really good thing. I was so happy to see the boys playing with friends today, and without any work or coordination on my part -- perfect. Is that what a neighborhood is about?! 9/5/11

9/1/11 Back To School Night

Whew. Busy, busy night. Back To School Night -- first, 4th-grade classroom for a teacher presentation, then a general assembly for parents, then the kinder and 2nd-grade classrooms at the same time, finishing up at 8pm. Homework wrap-up and filling out 3 folders for photos tomorrow also on the schedule for tonight. WHEW.

I was greatly encouraged by the 4th- and 2nd-grade teachers mention of homework. Both commented about the movie "Race To Nowhere" and that the value of homework was controversial, though the 2nd-grade teacher also mentioned that most parents were happy with the homework level (NOT US!). But our new principal's influence is felt, and to me a definite step in the right direction.

Still, there was a noticeable absence of murmurs of agreement at the general assembly when the principal commented that he'd advised teachers not to give homework just to give it, like if there really wasn't anything in the curriculum the next day. I wanted to stand up and cheer, but it was clear from audience reaction that this was not the general consensus. Indeed, in the classrooms, questions like "do you grade the homework? If not, what DO you grade?" came up, and questions about books to use at home to reinforce the day's lesson. Those questions make me feel more like a minority than all the sarees.

I was really impressed with Gabriel's teacher, a fairly young man who's been teaching at our school for 7 years. He has a lot of enthusiasm and new ideas, has a lot of humor and likes teaching through demonstrations and re-enactment. For example, he talked about teaching California history this year, including during its Spanish history when he would be a governor and the kids would have to apply to him for a land grant. He also mentioned something about writing a want ad to hire an explorer (or something like that) to demonstrate what someone would need to know back then. I liked that he seemed in tune with his class of 33, like that he'd have them do "room laps" if he sensed flagging concentration.

When I went to Julian's classroom, I was startled to sit down next to the same mom -- the other Caucasian one in fact -- that I'd sat next to in Gabriel's classroom. Not only do we both have kids in the same 4th- and 2nd-grade classes, but in both classrooms, our kids are seated right next to each other. Whaddya know, another pair of parents born and raised in the USA and with more than 2 kids in both the boys' classes -- even if it is the same set of parents (and they have 4. Actually, I recognized a lot of parents in Gabriel's class, not surprising with 33 kids and this being his 5th year at this school.

I think I took the day off work today. I went to the doctor in the morning and loaded up on bronchitis-symptom-treatment meds, then took a long shivering nap, then was ready to face the day at 2pm. Then I got a surprising amount of work done, before having to peel off to go do the school thing. I'm going into work tomorrow, though I expect it to be a short day since I'm still far below 100%.

Though I've been through this many times before, it was still weird not to be able to communicate normally today. For example, when a Starucks barista asks, "How are you doing today?" an unintelligible grunt with a friendly intonation is a common and perfectly acceptable response. Silence back is just uncomfortable! The usual carelessly murmured "good thanks" just doesn't come out; I have to make a real effort and push for every sound I make -- but so many sounds we make just aren't ones we think a lot about.

Well, I have plenty else to think about besides talking.

9/1/11

8/31/2011 Off the air

Major communication issues! My computer is permanently virus-hacked -- I can get the data, but it's off the Internet and I really can't use it. I have our little Netbook knockoff as a backup, but it's not set up with anything. This seriously hampers my life.

And yesterday, I went running at lunch, and felt tightness in my chest. After leaving work and to go pick up kids, I felt more tightness -- and when I tried to talk, half my voice was gone. It's amazing how fast that happens. Next morning, down to a whisper.

So, no computer and no phone for me -- incommunicado!

Yesterday was really about the struggle of homework. I was reduced to tears again by how unhappy and unsatisfying the evening was. I was completely focused on getting Julian to do his basic language homework, before dinner, during dinner (I had to set a timer), then afterward. He hadn't done what he was supposed to do Monday, and hadn't started his Tuesday language homework either.

Most of my interaction with my children Tuesday night was to encourage, engage, remind, scold and admonish Julian (half a voice notwithstanding), quick snappy comments to Katrina to get her away from us (what a message THAT sends), and a few short terse sentences to Gabriel too (who's been a real sweetheart this week). Thanks a LOT, school. And this is without the work that is intended for parent interaction!

To make matters worse, Thursday night is "Back to School Night," when all 3 kids will have to go to the CDC while Dave and I juggle classroom presentations by the teachers. Which means, no homework will get done at home, which means, finishing the weeks' worth on Wednesday night, which means, not falling behind on Tuesday.

It's frustrating that the teachers give homework on Back to School Night, but of course, we'll be the only ones to complain -- many other parents have other family to keep the kids at home, or only one kid so just one parent has to go out for it. For us, these basic school tasks are a real struggle, and trickle back to the whole week. No wonder I hate school!

And there's no way I can bail out and claim illness tomorrow for Back to School Night -- there's no way around it, we both have to go. I hate school!

8/31/11

8/28/2011 Virus!

Agh! My computer's been completely taken over by a virus, so I can't run any programs on it at all. Fortunately I can open Windows Explorer and copy files, but that's about it. I can't use it to check email or open any files I have. So I'm on a different computer to blog tonight, and I don't like it -- they keyboard and mouse just aren't right. I've had something like this happen before, so I know who to call, and I should be back on the air in one or two days. But it's SO time for a new computer anyway!

The cleaners are coming tomorrow and we have lots to do and put away though, so it's just as well.

8/28/2011

8/25/11 Yellow Belt

I worked late tonight, and picked Julian up from Kung Fu on my way home. I got there JUST in time to see him awarded his new yellow belt!


He takes his new responsibility very seriously.


The sifus have a very goofy side to them though! Julian brings that out in people.


I picked him up sweaty and tired. And now he wants to go for his green belt. Good Kung Fu! I'm proud of him, he's doing great, and I made sure to tell him many times.

8/25/11

8/23/11 Homework again

Tonight, Julian had to write one sentence that starts with each letter in the phrase "School Days," like, S - School is a great place to learn history. This is always hard for kids to do, and especially hard when they're being distracted by a cute little sister, and when they're very distractable to begin with.

Julian sat in the kitchen while I made dinner, so I could talk to him, give him ideas, keep him on target, and spell words for him (if he uses a dictionary it takes him forever). But Katrina kept playing with him, talking to him, starting games -- I told her again and again to leave him alone, but he just couldn't concentrate with her there.

Finally I had to kick her out, and she stormed out saying, "I'm NEVER going to help you cook AGAIN, Mom!"

This is one of the consequences of homework that I absolutely hate and resent. She's right. Well, not that she'll never help me, but that tonight, we couldn't just be together and I couldn't give her little jobs like fetching or stirring things, because I had to be helping Julian with his homework. What a loss.

8/23/11

8/22/2011 The New Boss

Whoo boy, do I have some re-learning to do. Today I had my first gaffe with the new boss, first day. GOOD JOB!

The new boss scheduled a meeting for tomorrow morning, but I have an appointment so I can't make the meeting -- but I hadn't put the appointment in my online calendar, OOPS.

You know why? My old boss, Mr. Horrible, never bothered to check peoples' calendars and just scheduled meetings whenever he felt like it. So we've all gotten out of the habit of religiously updating our calendars because it never mattered. (Mr H also almost always rescheduled the meeting several times and was almost always late.)

I'm going to have to get back into some normal habits -- I'm not used to having a boss who knows how to use a calendar -- let alone understands technical things and can actually evaluate my work. Major mindshift, and not a moment too soon!

8/22/2011

8/21/2011 Race thru the redwoods

Dave and I ran Race Thru the Redwoods today!

This is a 10K race in a lovely state park in the Santa Cruz Mountains. I was proud of Dave, he's not a runner and was only trained to 1 mile on a treadmill, yet he ran 80% of it and came in at 1:11:48, which is about a 11-1/2 minutes per mile.

My time was 58:49, and I was 7th in my age group (45-49) out of a field of 45. Ironically, I had a competitive age group -- had I been in the 35-39 or the 40-44 age group, my time would have put me in the top 5! I placed 179 overall out of 700.

This was a beautiful course, with a very steep uphill for about half a mile. I insisted on running the whole uphill, though most runners walked it -- then passed me again on the downhills! Still, the whole experience was tons of fun and I can't wait to do it again next year.

8/21/11