Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Not my most shining moment

But I'm not sorry. Well, maybe a teensy bit. I did something today at Golden Corral that I probably would have sworn up and down this morning that I would never have done. 5% of me is a little embarrassed; the other 95% isn't sorry at all.

I'll be the first to admit that we were not having one of our better days. Luke has seemed tired all day, for no particular reason. I've thought once or twice that he was running a fever, but the thermometer says no (yes, I tested it on myself; yes, the batteries are fine). He seemed in quite a good mood when we picked him up at daycare, so we decided to try Golden Corral for dinner. It takes a bit to get there, but we did provide him with some juice in the car to hold him over. After we got there, though, things went downhill rapidly. He didn't want to stay with us in line, he was shredding the paper from the straws while we were waiting to pay (it is a buffet restaurant, so you pay as you enter instead of when you leave); just being unusually uncooperative.

As a buffet restaurant that has "family night," even a somewhat restless child is just lost in the noise and shuffle of the place. Lots of food, lots of kids, lots of movement, plenty of "background noise." That's why we eat there! Very family friendly. And if Luke gets too upset and cannot calm down, we remove him from the restaurant until he can get a grip. Just because it is family friendly doesn't mean that I will let my child just "cry it out" if he is screaming and wailing. As someone who gets supremely annoyed with parents who allow that, I refuse to do that to others. We actually did have to take him outside at one point tonight, but it was not until well after the following incident.

Normally, we pick a seat, with DH and Luke on one side of the table, and me on the other. DH takes Luke to get food while I get the table prepped. Pour his water into one of his non-spill cups, remove knives from all silverware sets (so he can pick the one he wants), speak with the waitperson, etc. They come back, DH sits with Luke while I get food. By the time I get back, L has had some bites of food and is generally content for DH to go get his own food (no, DH can't get food when Luke does; trust me, you want both hands available with L at the buffet!).

For some reason, Luke was not at all happy when DH got up to get his own food after I came back with my plate. DH went anyway, L cried for less than 15 seconds (I promise; three wails and it was over), and then went back to eating while "watching for Daddy to come back." DH came back and L was happy, if rather wiggly. As we ate, this old man shuffled back and forth past our table at least twice. He was giving off this strange vibe that just rankled my nerves. I really didn't like the way he looked at my son, but I couldn't tell you any particular reason why. Most older folks either smile or ignore children; this one was just looking at him oddly, and I didn't like it. Thankfully, he was sitting a couple of tables over with his back to us, so I only had to worry about it when he got up.

Turns out, I had good reason not to like him. We (the adults) finished our plates; I got more food, then DH went to get more food. Again, Luke fussed when DH left, but this one was even shorter than before. And again, I admit, this was unusual and not showing Luke in his best light. I am a firm believer in not letting your child disrupt those around you as much as possible, but both times, he calmed down very quickly, so there was no need to remove him from the restaurant. I told Luke that Daddy would be right back, and he needed to be a big boy and watch for Daddy.

About this time (DH was still getting his food), the old man and his wife got up to leave. As he walked by our table, he was just staring down Luke, which made both Luke and me uncomfortable. As he passed by me, he said rather loudly, "That little boy just cries all the time." I BEG YOUR PARDON?! We've been here for at least 30 minutes, and he has had two fussing episodes that lasted a sum total of less than 30 seconds (probably closer to 20). I don't think that counts as crying all the time! I was tired, I was cranky, I was frustrated with my son and with his behavior, but this was just too much.

So, I turned to the man, and in an equally loud voice (so that I knew he would hear me) said, "Well, sir, I don't believe I asked for your opinion!" We locked eyes for brief moment, his showing surprise and mine glaring anger, and then I turned my back on him. There were two women sitting at a table across from me, one in her late 40s and the other in her early 60s. (The old couple had been sitting on the other side of them; who knows what other things that man had to say about us that they may have overheard.) The older one just looked a bit surprised that I had said it and quickly turned away from me (she wasn't necessarily being rude; she was sitting with her back to me anyway and probably thought that I thought she was staring). The younger woman, who I know had heard both sides of the exchange, just gave me a small smile and nodded, giving me that "you go girl!" look.

As a more or less well-bred Southern girl, I am slightly embarrassed that I spoke to "an elder" that way. I would NEVER have spoken to any of my grandparents' friends in such a manner, especially not as a child. That is the 5%. In a way, I simply cannot believe that I did it. On the other hand, there was very little wrong with my son's behavior as far as affecting anyone eating around us, and I will not have someone criticizing him for no reason, especially with such a sweepingly false accusation! Had he said "that little boy sure is fussy today," then I probably would have been irritated that he had said it, but it would have been the truth. But "that little boy cries all the time" is patently wrong, and I felt it was both overly critical of my not-even-three-year-old child and a blind judgement of my parenting skills. I'd just had it, and I felt the need to stand up for both myself and my son.

Did it solve anything? No. Should I have done it? Not sure. Am I sorry? Not really. At best, perhaps he will think before voicing such an opinion to another mother in the future. At worst, he can complain about the boy who "screamed all through dinner, disrupting the entire restaurant" and the bitch mom who did nothing about it and has no respect for anyone else at his next bridge game.

Currently feeling: still fuming

Monday, August 27, 2007

Ode to Teixeira

That would be Mark Teixeira, the Atlanta Braves first baseman (formerly of Georgia Tech, in case you didn't know). DH ran across this YouTube video online somewhere, and it is really quite good. I don't frequent YouTube, but I will view things that a very select group of people send me. The Mark Teixeria Song would be one of those, and it is definitely worth checking out. Funny, kooky, and ameteur, but still quite good nonetheless. You know it has to be if I am posting it here. They are getting such good press, in fact, that they have been invited to perform at Turner Field! Not bad, I'd say, for two Auburn boys.

Oh, speaking of YouTube, I can't remember if I posted this here (know I did on the BB I frequent), but DH ran across another gem on YouTube. This one is actually a series. It is based on the Mac vs PC commercials that I so love. Except it is based on another classic rivalry: Marvel vs. DC. It does help to know a little something about comic books (or at least some of the recent comic based movies), but they are funny even with only a vague understanding of the story details (remember, I don't read comics myself). Worth watching the whole series. Here is the first "episode." The first one isn't the very best (not bad, though), but the next several are very funny. Here is a link to all of this guy's work so you can find the rest of the episodes. I think that link lists them in reverse order. Hope you enjoy!

Currently feeling: super!

Sunday, August 26, 2007

A break in the heat

Finally! I've mentioned it in a couple of places online, but not in my blog yet. This August has been absolutely bonkers in terms of heat. Average August temps are around 90. Until today, we hadn't had a single day below 90 (32 C). As of Friday (August 24), we had had more days above 100 degrees than below, many of those in the 105 range. And yes, you really can feel the difference! (For the rest of the planet, 100-105 F is 38-40 C.) That is just the actual air temp, too. The heat index has routinely read 120 (49 C), if not higher (highest one I saw was 128 F, or 53 C). I know my Arizonian friend thinks that is normal, but she also has to remember that this is with humidity levels in the 50-75% range, not the 20% or so she is used to. All you do is sweat, and it just doesn't help cool you off. Someone once said that Southern women don't sweat, they glisten. Not in this heat, they don't! Even the breeze is hot; feels more like a blast furnace. It has been so hot that Luke has hardly been outside to play in the afternoons at daycare, which means he is wound up with all of that stored energy when we pick him up. Fun (not).

Georgia is also experiencing the worst drought in decades. We are currently at a 17 inch deficit, though it has rained the last three days (YAY!!), so it may be down somewhat. 150 of the 159 counties are reporting some level of drought, with over 50 reporting record 100-year severe drought levels. The scary thing there is that we are heading into September and October, the two statistically driest months of the year. I didn't realize how bad things had gotten until we drove through our neighborhood Friday evening on the way home. With a drought, obviously, things dry up gradually. You don't go from fine to a 17 inch deficit overnight. But with it happening gradually, I didn't notice how brown everything had gotten. It's still greener than Arizona! LOL But with the sudden shower of Friday afternoon, coming home was like entering another world. There are lots of trees and plants of all sort in my neighborhood, and it was like someone had juiced up the technicolor. Everything was so green and vibrant! I felt like I had been seeing it all for the past several weeks through hazy glass, and suddenly someone had finally cleaned it. Like I said, I hadn't noticed things turning so dingy and hazy and brown until it literally changed in a few hours thanks to a single shower. It was really amazing!

Today's rain has been virtually constant for several hours, but not hard. Just what we needed to give the ground a really good soak (instead of pouring down and all running off into the gutters and storm drains). I know my friend Krista has been complaining about similar weather up where she is (though she had temps of around 75 (24 C), as opposed to our temps of give-or-take 90 (32 C) for the next few days). The five day forecast is showing a Friday high temp of 83 (28 C). Sounds downright chilly to me. I can't wait!

Currently feeling: melting

Thursday, August 23, 2007

New Bling!

What better way to improve a girl's mood than with new jewelry? LOL I'm kidding. DH and I decided not to do birthday gifts or anniversary gifts this year in favor of a new computer. Given our new financial situation, buying a $3500 computer just does not seem the best use of such funds at the present time.

I have also been hunting a replacement wedding band for about six months now. I had to take off my original band and engagement ring when I was about six months pregnant, and I have not been able to wear it since. As a favor, my father loaned me his. He and Mom got new bands for their 25th wedding anniversary (which was, wow, 9 years ago!), so I've actually been wearing his original band. Yes, my father! What can I say, I have large hands for a woman. Even my original wedding band is an 8 (DH wears a 6!). And I really liked wearing his band, I did. But after over three years, I wanted something that was mine, plus I started getting paranoid that something would happen to it or I would lose it or something, which would just break my heart. It *is* his original, after all; the one he had to have cut off after about 5 years of marriage due to a hand injury (bought a replacement later), and Mom had it repaired for either their 15th or 20th anniversary (can't remember now). But buying a new one like *my* original would cost $400+, which is not something I wanted to do for a (hopefully?) temporary replacement (says the person who has worn a "temporary" replacement for over three years already, with no signs of losing any of the baby weight). Just something about our upcoming 10th anniversary (in 2008) made me want to have one that is mine, but without spending a lot of money.

So I've been hunting for a while, knowing I would eventually hit on the right thing for the right price that didn't look cheap or flimsy. Tuesday night, I finally found one that I liked for a very good price, and free overnight shipping to boot! DH knew I was looking, so when I showed him what I found and asked that it serve as my birthday/anniversary gift, he said yes. It arrived today! Here it is (one photo shows the shine, one shows more accurate color so you can see that it is two-toned):

Here's the cool part: it is stainless steel (and 10K gold). It is very smooth, very lightweight (but substantial, it's comfort-fit band), and very shiny. I really like it! It can't replace my original gold millgrain band in my heart, but it will do for now. I am even contemplating having my engagement diamond reset in a larger ring. I don't want to try and enlarge it from an 8 to a 10; the band is too thin. I just need to find out what that would cost (to see if it would be worth it), and where I might can have that done. I miss my diamond!

Currently feeling: shiny!

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

That's all I have to say about that

I know, I know, after I said I wasn't going to blog! But I couldn't help it when I saw this. Originally published in the Atlanta Journal-Constitution in July 2007 (click for a somewhat larger version):

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Since I'm not blogging

Allow me to point you to some great blogging by a few other people (I'm not blogging, but I am reading one or two when I get a minute).

Let's start with a most hysterical post regarding anatomy, carnivores, and 4-year-olds over at Melissa's blog. I laughed until I cried!

Then, please feel free to follow up on one of the most creative ladies I know, Heather. You can read about her Harry Potter party (I aspire to such party greatness), see photos of her awesome new loft (various August posts), or her Ode to Fireworks (admittedly from July 4th, but still worth spotlighting).

For all you book lovers out there (and I know there are many), discovered on my friend Kerry's book blog, a hilariously funny article about how to keep yourself from buying any more books.

And last but not least, the always worth a good laugh Yarn Harlot. You don't even have to knit to get a kick out of this lady's blog (I don't knit, and I read her faithfully), and this post is a good example. You don't have to read the whole thing (second half of the post is about a knitting event), but please do read through the bit about the shower and the spider (first half of the post). Killer funny!

I'll be back sometime, I promise. In the meantime, hope you enjoy!

Currently feeling: hiding from the blogging world

Saturday, August 18, 2007

I'm still here

I'm here, everything is fine. I have one day left at work (Monday), so I was absolutely slammed last week. I had at least 2, usually 3-4 meetings every day, that's why I haven't been around. I don't intend to be on the computer again this weekend, and Monday-Wednesday are already booked next week with "stuff," but I will try to get back to the blog next week sometime. Hope you are all doing well!

Currently feeling: unusually busy

Friday, August 10, 2007

Tubes went fine

He did fine today. Full details later. Been a very long day, but all is well. Wedding tomorrow and parental visit Sunday, so may be Monday before I'm "back."
Currently feeling: so tired

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Okay, what just happened here?

I am baffled. I feel like my working life has just crumbled before my eyes in the last three days. (Personal and family life are fine, no worries there.) Monday morning, I woke up secure in the knowledge that I had two different wonderful women who each wanted me to work for her, and I had made the decision on which one to choose. Current contract would end, as scheduled, on August 20. New contract would begin on August 21. Nice, smooth, easy. Clearly, I live a charmed life, and I am grateful for it.

Then the workday started, and my new one year contract became much less certain. Possible new boss, we'll call her J, called with the news that I was required to wait three months before starting with her, and that the position may be no longer by the time those three months had lapsed (see previous post). J said she would talk with her boss and ask him to "read the tea leaves" (am I the only person envisioning Trelawny?) to see if he thought it likely that the position would still be available three months from now after the large reorg that is known to be on the horizon. J would get back to me. In the meantime, current boss, let's call her D, started the ball rolling on extending my current contract so that the time to do so would not lapse in the meantime in case J's boss came back with an "unfavorable forecast" for the possible new contract. That was my Monday.

Tuesday was Luke's first speech therapy appointment, which went fine but killed half of my day. I kept my head down and did not discuss the job situation much at all. By Tuesday evening, I had made my decision. If the "tea leaves" read favorable, I would be willing to wait the three months, understanding the risk I was taking. If not, then I would take the extension.

This morning (that would be Wednesday), I waited as long as I could, but finally called J at 10:30 to see if we had a verdict. Long story (of course) containing details I probably should not put in the blog, so bottom line is that bringing me on board in three months looks somewhat favorable, but how long I would get to stick around seems especially up in the air due to budgeting issues. Once new management comes in and gets a handle on things, they may well just get rid of all contracts, which is within their rights, which would leave me very abruptly out of work. (For those who don't know, contractors can be dropped at any time with absolutely no advanced warning, no matter the length of the contract.) A risk of contracting, for sure, but sometimes a greater risk than other times. This would seem to be a very genuine risk for new contract.

So, after speaking with J, who is my friend and who is genuinely looking out for MY best interests, she agreed with me that it seemed more favorable to take the guaranteed four months and extend my current contract, since she could only offer me a somewhat good chance of contract availability in November, with an even less favorable outlook for longevity. I am, admittedly, disappointed. I was looking forward to another year or so of not having to job hunt, and I was looking forward to working with J again. But given the rather high uncertainty, the sure thing was the better option for me at the moment. I was just relieved to finally have a decision. I *hate* having my life in flux like that.

So, I called D with the good news, that she had "won" (and please note, J and D were working *together* to try and get me both the longest and most secure employment; the were not "fighting" over me, even HR was impressed!). Hmm.... she does not seem nearly as excited or elated as I thought she would. Apparently, there has NOW been a snag with my contract extension. I'm sorry, what? I was under the impression that this was a sure thing! So was D, apparently, until she submitted the request. Used to be, new staffing requests (contract or otherwise) had to be approved at the VP level, but extensions didn't have to go that high. And as far as we knew, we were cleared up through (what we thought was) the highest necessary approval level (2-3 up from my boss). Oh no, my friends! Apparently, ALL staffing requests now have to be approved at the VP level, and there is no chance that the VP will approve it given the current budget crunch. We have someone confirming this right now; should have an official answer tomorrow. There are also some other potential ramifications of submitting the request that I won't go into here, but it basically boils down to this: if it is confirmed that it requires VP approval (and I have no doubt that it will be), they will not even submit the request (and given those other possible ramifications I mentioned, I agree with that decision). My contract will end, as scheduled, a week from Monday, and I will suddenly be jobless.

I guess the good news is that the three month clock can now start (well, it can on the 21st), and should I still not have a job three months from now (a very real possibility, unfortunately, though I will certainly be looking in that time), if the slot is still open, J would still be happy to pick me up. That would give me some income while I continue to look for more stable employment.

So in less than 72 hours, I went from two jobs to no jobs, with only an iffy possibility three months from now and no other potential prospects. Can someone please explain to me how that happened?! If someone saw a grim in those tea leaves, the least they could have done was tell me! Sheesh.

Currently feeling: baffled

Monday, August 06, 2007

Just kill me now

It has been one of THOSE days. I've had a long hard week since 8 AM on Monday, and it's not even 4 PM on Monday. The new contract has hit a snag *again,* so I now have less than two weeks to make a decision that could impact my financial future for the next four months minimum, if not more for the next year. It's a "bird in the hand vs. two in the bush" situation, which I hate! Super-long story short, there was a new rule put in place that no one knew about saying that there must be a 3 month lapse between contracts if the contractor is switching business units (which I am). The problem is that who knows if her position will still be available three months from now. A big reorganization is coming, and there is no way to know right now if her new vice president will support contractors the way the old one did. So I can either extend my current contract and stay where I am (it cannot be transferred across business units) through December, understanding that there is NO funding and no way it will continue beyond that, or I can end my present contract when it is scheduled to be over on August 20, roll the dice and wait the three months, and hope the position is still available. It's not that she might fill the position, it's that they may decide to do away with that headcount in the new organizational structure if she doesn't go on and fill it.

So, I have been getting new information on the situation every 60-90 minutes throughout the day today, so I haven't even had time to just sit and let it all sink in. I have a zillion projects that I was trying to finish up before the supposed end of my current contract on August 20, not the least of which is finding out if I need to officially terminate my employment with my present contracting company, only to find out (less than two hours after learning of the 3 month waiting period snag) that my current contracting company shows that my present contract is up August 13! As in a week sooner than anyone at AT&T thinks it will be. So we have to figure out why AT&T thinks I'm working until Aug 20, but Tekmark says Aug 13, who is right, and can I work that last week (like I said I would, thus planned mammoth projects to finish then that will be *impossible* to finish in just one week!), and mostly, will I get paid if I do decide to work it!

Luke's tubes are Friday, which pretty much kills that whole day, his pre-op appointment for paperwork and whatnot is Wednesday, which kills that afternoon. Those things I knew about and had planned said projects accordingly. What I didn't know (or had forgotten (hangs head in shame)) until this past Thursday is that I also have lots of family here (in town, not at my house, thank God!) from out of town/out of state for a wedding on Saturday that I *completely* forgot about when I booked Luke's procedure for Friday, and we are trying to work out a time to see them since we won't be attending the (well after Luke's bedtime) wedding, so we need to put in an appearance at some other time, and Friday is out due to the procedure. That leaves Tues, Wed, or Thurs, and Wed is Luke's afternoon pre-op appointment, so that may be out as well. Just stressing trying to make all of that work.

The only good news I've had today is unfortunately creating another problem in and of itself. You will never in a million billion years guess who called around 3:15 this afternoon. Are you sitting down? Children's Healthcare of Atlanta Speech Therapy! They have several slots opening up in the next week or so. Each appointment will be about an hour, once a week. Here are the available slots: Tuesdays at 10 AM beginning tomorrow, Wednesdays at 11 AM beginning this week or next, and Mondays at 2 PM or Thursdays at 2 PM beginning next week. Well, let's see here. 2 PM appointments mean he will miss most of nap. Very bad thing. 11 AM appointments mean he will miss lunch *and* most of nap, an even worse thing. That leaves only the 10 AM slot on Tuesdays, beginning tomorrow. Therapy center is about 15 minutes from daycare, which is 20-25 minutes from my house. We should make it back to daycare in time for lunch and nap (a very good thing), but I need to leave to pick him up at least 45 minutes before his appointment, which would be 9:15. I usually drop him off between 7:30-8 AM, so I don't get home until around 8:30 most days (sometimes later). Is there any point in taking him to daycare Tuesday mornings, only to spend an hour max here doing work, just to have to turn around and go pick him back up? Seems a waste of time and gas. But the alternative is that I lose an entire half day of work EVERY Tuesday because we just wait at home until it is time for his speech therapy appointment. All the bosses are fine with that (current boss and maybe we'll see if we can work it out new boss), but it is just more stress to my life right now that I just really didn't need today! Yes, I am thrilled that he is finally in and we may finally be getting help. But it is hard to feel anything but more stress right now. I can't even get in touch with my current boss to tell her that I won't be in tomorrow morning! Thank goodness that my Tuesday just happened to be completely clear so accepting the appointment was not an issue (I would have cancelled any meetings, because Luke comes first, it just would have been more stress). But the reason Tuesday was clear was to work on said huge project, so that is another entire half day out of my already rapidly shrinking week to do work, not to mention all the hours I spent on the phone today (NOT working) trying to get all of this contract mess/new job mess straightened out.

And to top it all off, today is DH's birthday (he's finally turning 31, almost two weeks after I did), and I really don't want to dump all of this on him when he gets home. Which is now. I hear the garage door going up.


Currently feeling: stop the world, I wanna get off!!!

Thursday, August 02, 2007

July 2007 Round Up

Monthly Round Up idea borrowed from Katie the Scrapbook Lady.

I'm rather tired, and I didn't take very good notes this month, so this will probably be unusually cryptic. Good grief, where did July go?!!

Credit: Pinky Blinkies

What books and/or magazines did I read this month?
Reread Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, and finally (along with the rest of the planet) got to read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I've been digesting that ever since, so I'm just now getting to the point that I am ready to read something else. I've got a few interesting possibilities sitting on my shelves.

What movies and/or tv shows did I watch this month?
Well, we rewatched all four Harry Potter movies on DVD prior to seeing Order of the Phoenix in theaters (very very good). We also saw Transformers (quite a lot of fun).

And somehow, after all these years of thinking it was a very silly show, I have managed to get hooked on CSI:Miami (via the reruns on A&E). I gladly watch the other two, but Miami just irked me. It just didn't seem like CSI, the way the other two do; it just didn't "feel right." But once I divorced it in my mind from being part of the CSI franchise, I could enjoy it on its own merits, more as a cop show supported by forensics than as a forensics show (subtle difference that probably doesn't make any sense to anyone but me).

What special days did I celebrate and how?
A few special days this month, but not too much in the way of special celebration. Our anniversary is July 4th, so those two get wrapped up with each other, though we ultimately didn't do anything special for either. Luke is too young to stay up for fireworks (still goes to bed at 7), and our anniversary was very quiet. I think we ate hot dogs (as pigs in blankets), which happens only once or twice a year, so I guess that was special, LOL! My birthday was equally quiet, though with many well-wishes from family and friends, including a very unexpected phone call from my grandfather.

What gifts did I give and/or receive?
Just cards for anniversary, though I did give DH the new Star Wars original trilogy handheld plug-and-play game unit (would have been his birthday present, but I thought he would buy it for himself before August!). Afterwards, we agreed on no birthday gifts because we want to buy a new computer, hopefully soon. Luke received a t-shirt from BIL and SIL, and I finally got the burned DVD of all of their wedding pictures (gee, wonder what those are for?). I think that's everything.

What illnesses or health concerns did I have?
Luke had a sinus infection we didn't know about until his ENT follow-up visit, during which he was diagnosed with a need for tubes (not a surprise). And less than a week later, Luke broke his arm. I'd say that is more than plenty for one month.

What fun things did I do with my friends and/or family?
Jacob came over for half of the Harry Potter rewatch. He also babysat while we saw Transformers (well, he listened to the baby monitor while Luke slept, since we didn't leave until after bedtime). We took Luke to Fernbank Science Center, which he seemed to enjoy (boy, was it HOT!). My parents also visited.

What new foods, recipes or restaurants did I try this month?
We finally tried Sonic, and we were not impressed. Too far to drive for the quality of food, and WAY overpriced. I wasn't even that impressed with the milkshake. Very disappointing. And although this restaurant is not new to us, it is a place I probably have not eaten at since I was a teenager (if not longer ago): Piccadilly! There is one that I pass almost every day taking Luke to daycare, and we were really bored with our regular places one day, so we popped in. I got the same thing I used to get as a kid, but I was afraid I had built up the memory of the taste in my mind and would be disappointed. Nope, it was just as good as I remembered and tasted almost exactly the same. It was like stepping back in time! I felt like I was six years old again. It was so yummy! We have been several times since then.

What special or unusual purchases did I make?
None really, unless you count a cast for Luke's arm!

What were this month's disappointments?
Luke's tubes and arm. And I'm disappointed with myself for not doing more (any?) scrapping.

What were my accomplishments this month?
Getting anything at all done this month at work was quite an accomplishment with all of the doctor visits! Sheesh.

What were Luke's accomplishments this month?
Surviving more or less in once piece! Honestly, nothing else specific comes to mind. His teacher thinks he is ready to move on from pull-ups to real underwear (despite the no pooping in the potty issue, so that's not going to be fun). But I know my son, and once we make the switch, there is no going back. I don't want to have to worry about real underwear with his up-coming tubes procedure, so we'll at least wait until after that to make the switch. It's only two weeks. Perhaps we can make progress on the poop issue in the meantime.

Anything else noteworthy to record?
DH accidentally shaved off his goatee and moustache, which was both shocking and amusing.

Currently feeling: time flies