Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Jay: Happy Birthday
To attorney Chris Perruzzi.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Jay: Postpourri
Gloria Constance Irving would have been 75 today. She was the second child of seven and first daughter of three of my mother’s parents. She died February 12, 1934.
Nine months isn’t as young as I grew up thinking it was. There’s a lot of distinctive person there, and a lot of intensive time spent. With that sharpened appreciation of just how traumatic it had to be, I’ve always sort of kept my fingers mentally crossed and noted the passing of the nine month point as significant.
Which in our observation it is regardless. We have a theory of nine months inside and nine months outside before baby is done cooking, after observing how dramatically they leap into clearer personhood at nine months.
Henry will be nine months old tomorrow.
Henry is on the verge of taking steps, having become talented at standing and even doing stuff like drinking while he stands.
Henry appears to have survived trying green beans last night, and enjoyed them, so that’s good. The other day, Deb rubbed his belly with wool yarn to test his reaction, of which one had been apparent. Nothing. Later, I tested Suave shampoo, Irish Spring, soy oil, pork grease (which would also have contained traces of soy oil used in the pan originally), my antiperspirant, our current bar of hand soap, and Equate liquid hand soap, all rubbed on his skin. That might not say anything about reaction to ingesting the edible ones. Nothing. Well, except maybe a tiny little reaction, small enough not to be certain, to the pork grease of all things, and which I only tried because he’d eaten pork as part of a meal he seemed to and shouldn’t possibly have been able to get itchy from. But he may also have eaten found food and reacted to that.
In general, he’s been good and we’ve been managing it pretty well, but against food boredom for him we vainly struggle.
I survived the Easter egg hunt gathering yesterday. Which was made interesting by an inexplicable flareup of knee pain, which had been kind of in check until I went down the stairs, and by Valerie gluing herself to me almost the entire time. Sadie seemed like she’d be standoffish forever, but she’s totally confident, self-directed, and interactive with other people. She had a blast, flying a kite, and is excited that the wind she so loathes is actually good for something.
The kids got in last straw trouble last night, though, after Sadie was caught puring water out of the tub, onto the floor, which required two additional bath mats to get mostly dry. No more bath toys, and that’s one of the reasons I’m in a clean and organize the place mood today, trying to get them reordered.
Also on the agenda, I have to pick up a couple groceries, and Deb needs to get material for a custom order.
And on that note, and seeing other people start to get up, off I go.
Well, except to note that I appear to be down another pound this morning, which makes 46 from my peak and 36 this year. Yay!
Well, and except to note that I was able to solve an RSS problem for Ith that had been longstanding. Go me! (It was actually easy to diagnose.)
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Jay: Betrayed By Weather!
Oh wait. I mean, what a wonderful day it appears to be, and how nice it got for a large chunk of yesterday. Hooray for sun and warmth, and their power to dry previously soaked grass. Yeah, that’s it. Assuming the 50% chance of precipitation, focused in the afternoon and beyond, is worth the risk.
Which means it’s looking sadly, I mean happily, like the family gathering Easter egg hunt thing will happen today. That means getting a ride, which appears to be all set. That means preparing and bringing something the baby can eat. That means getting cash I can’t afford to contribute to the purchase of pizza, which means dairy, which means “hey, what’s Deb going to eat?” That means sitting here trying to remember what lyrics my brother wanted me to locate online and print for him, so I don’t have to be like “oops, forgot” or whatever.
But hey, it’ll make my brother and the other kids happy, so it must be worth it.
If it’s happening, and we have no idea for sure yet. As of yesterday it was completely up in the air. Not only does it depend on the lack of rain long enough for the grass to be dry, it also matters whether the grass was cut recently enough, or couldn’t be because mumble mower fixed mumble come do the lawn mumble, or it was too wet at the wrong time.
We also have no idea what time it is scheduled, since nobody in the family who schedules these things ever announces a time for them. Apparently naming the date is considered sufficient.
Oh well. Guess I’d better start frantically scrambling to be ready to go, rather than taking advantage of what for me is a work day with someone else to help redirect the kids.
Update:
I relaxed when my look at the weather told me it’s likely to be raining again by 2:00, but I’m told we should show between 12:30 and 1:30, so I really do have to scramble.
Jay: Happy Birthday
To blogger Joanie, who is 42 today.
Jay: Happy Birthday
To blogger Matthew Yglesias.
Jay: Happy Birthday
To former blogger Gandalf the Ex-Donkey.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Deb: Like Ancient Chinese Curse.
Interesting.
That’s the only word I can conjure up to describe my new life at the Mega Lo Mart. Interesting.
I’m fascinated by the company, but the work is pretty much what you’d expect. Good group of people in my area, though, and I like it about as well as you can like this sort of thing. Even a good retail job is a retail job, lol.
I was planning a more interesting update, but it’s pretty clear that I don’t have much to say about it. So there you go.
Jay: Speaking of Milk
Since eliminating milk - just milk, not All Things Containing Dairy - Valerie has regained bladder control to an apparently normal degree. That means instead of just spontaneously leaking everywhere, maybe leaving a trail even if she heads to the bathroom, she only wets on the floor, toys, furniture or whatever when she intends to express her disapproval with the Gross Favoritism we show her brother, or that sort of thing.
Juice might also be a factor, as they’ve been drinking lemonade and even Sadie hasn’t had juice lately. Lemonade has the benefit of being apparently safe for the baby, or at least not terribly overt. They’ve had some fruit, but not a lot, and mainly bananas.
Since Sadie is the only milk drinker remaining, besides my sometimes having a glass of it, we’re probably going to let it run out. I’ll make Sadie’s “coffee” the same way I make Valerie’s, which is how we always did it if the milk ran out. Instead of coffee, sugar, a bunch of milk, it’s coffee, sugar, a bunch of dry creamer, stir and dissolve, fill with cold water.
Kid invasion and that’s about it anyway.
Jay: Cauliflower
The baby appears not to be allergic to cauliflower, and seemed enthusiastic about the sample of it he had last night. Not what I was intending to feed him next, but I’d gotten some cheap, we happened to be having it, I had reason to expect it to be okay, and he’d been just long enough since Yet Another Milk Incident. Sadie has an almost impossible time keeping her milk where he can’t get it.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Jay: Seems Like…
If there’s no birthdays I end up not posting. I’m sneaking this in with 2 of the kids playing around me in the office. All 3 were watching Electric Company, but then Henry climbed into the toy bin, got stuck, had to be consoled, then Valerie followed him in here.
I saw Iron Man. It was great. It’s been so long, feels like a matinĂ©e is full price. $7.50? Come on. Got my hair cut on the way. Otherwise I’d have had to wait until Tuesday.
We- signal lost, kids
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Jay: Happy Birthday
To blogger Daryl Cobranchi.
Jay: Happy Birthday
To fellow AI fan Linda Turner, who shares my year of birth.
Jay: Happy Birthday
To Martha Barnhart.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Jay: Happy Birthday
To Deb’s mother, Peggy.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Jay: Happy Birthday
To Zachary Beaupre, who is 2 today.


