May 29, 2012

My dog, a border collie mix, is sometimes too smart for her own good. In all the cleaning and packing we found a misplaced tennis ball.

Zoe has been known to play fetch with herself if I'm not paying enough attention. This morning she started her little game and then stared at the ball as if it were defective because it didn't roll far enough away. And then she barked at it.

I finally tossed the ball a few times, but instead of bringing it back for a proper game of fetch, she "tossed" it herself -- and repeated the staring and barking.

I don't suppose anyone's made a self-propelling ball for dogs yet?

Hey, Obama, call me maybe?

May 22, 2012
This is by far the best mashup. Ok, myabe not the best, but the funniest. This damn song has been in my head all week, mostly because of the morning news coverage of the videos. I now pass the ear worm to you.


 Here are some of the others:
Original Harvard Boys:
SMU Row Team:
 Texas State Bagel Dance:
 And a harried dad with his two daughters: "We're not doing that again!!!"

I just hope Carly is getting paid royalties for all of these dance parodies.

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Dreaming out loud

May 18, 2012
This week has been particularly stressful, and I might be blowing things out of proportion. I have performance anxiety about work -- mainly because I'm not living up to my personal expectations and my personal life keeps interfering.
I had an incredibly detailed dream last night / early this morning in which I wrote something for work, sent it around for peer review, and was brightly edited in red. Lots of red. And there were snide comments about the quality of my writing. And lots of LOL in the conversation as if I wasn't on the email thread.
And there are other things stressing me out. Most of them financial. And familial. My divorce is taking forever and a day to finalize, and for the exact reason that I knew it would. Really, it's very simple. You don't always get your way and I'm done caving to your demands. And what *you want* isn't always best. However, if you're willing to compromise for a measly 6 months, I'm willing to revisit the issue and maybe give you some of what you want. I should've taken out the damn restraining order. (end of subtweet behavior).
Anyways, my son is getting ready for college, I'm still reeling that he's 18 now and about to graduate. I just had him! His first day of kindergarten wasn't that long ago! And he's going to school in Texas. Where he's likely going to eat something that sends him into anaphylaxis.

Google Translate added

May 5, 2012
Courtesy of Wikipedia Commons
I've finally been paying more attention to my analytics and audience stats. So, I've added Google translate for those of you who would prefer to read my posts in your native language. Hopefully Google won't screw up the translation too much. Just hit the translate button over there on the right above the search.

Have a great weekend!

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Anything you can do I can do better

May 3, 2012
Not that there's a lot of sibling rivalry between my kids, I mean, they are eight years apart. But my daughter is determined to skate at least as well as her brother, play sports better, and have more epic injuries.

With Josh I only had to watch him for a few hours or overnight to make sure he only had a bumped head and not an actual concussion.


But my daughter ... a trip to the ER, two days later a follow-up with her regular doctor that leads to a week of bed-rest. Have you ever tried to make a 10 year old not suffering from a fever stay in bed??? It's impossible! (OK, not bed-rest per se, but the girl won't stay down and rest!!)  The weekend will be a long one for her. And she's going to miss out on a field trip to the California Science Center before she's cleared to go back to school. Guess what I will be doing this summer? But that's OK, because I love the Science Center and all the museums at Expo Park. 

Joy is so bored she asked for all of her homework for the week. I guess there's only so much Netflix even she can watch.

Do you have any tips for recovering from a concussion?

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Head Trauma

May 1, 2012
My daughter finally got a pair of heelies after asking for them since they came out. I had honestly hoped that they wouldn't be around by the time the elusive "when you're 10" arrived.

Since she's had them, she's landed hard enough to bruise her tailbone (on a downward slope), and tonight, she fell and cracked her head at Target of all places!

I am proud of her though. She held it together until we got to the car. Then she let it all out like someone was beating her on the head. Which is apparently what her headache felt like.

Having gone through multiple head trauma and concussion watches with Josh, I wasn't *too* worried. But then she couldn't / wouldn't lie down, complained of dizziness, an increasing headache, blurry vision, and could only be moderately entertained by netflix after bed time. Which means instead of lying down and falling asleep she sat up, had the netbook raised to a certain angle, and wouldn't relax. The sunburned shoulders didn't help. To quote my daughter, "it's not a good night! "

So I called the pediatrician. Who actually answered when her after hours service called her! A few more diagnostic tests... A close call. But the neck pain (possible whiplash) warranted a visit to one of my least favorite places in the world. The ER. Why whiplash? Because my daughter's butt met the floor *after* her noggin. Her head took the brunt of the fall.

Luckily, we live about 2 miles from a great hospital. It's not like when I was a kid and we either went to Centinela or General Hospital. Yes, that General Hospital. County. Where you walk in and the smell makes you gag and it's just plain scary! And none of the cool drama of the soap opera.

Benefit of paying outrageous rent for a good neighborhood is a good (nice, clean, non smelly, non threatening, non scary) emergency room. So nice that I didn't feel weird. So nice that Joy is currently sleeping through another kid's trauma. He doesn't want stitches, he just wants to go home. And my daughter sleeps on. Even when the nurse came by to do a preliminary check. I got her to open her eyes by touching her goose egg, but Joy didn't scream like a banshee so I guess she's feeling better. A pound of prevention right? I suppose if I had stayed home she'd be puking and having other more severe symptoms.

12:14A -- Now that I'm pretty sure she's going to be okay, all I can think about is how difficult it will be to brush her hair tomorrow. What a PITA!

12:25 -- Finally seen by the doctor. Poor girl could barely keep her eyes open for the exam and kept tilting sideways until we let her lie down again.

Verdict: mild concussion. Keep watch for the rest of the week. Take the day off of school for observation. Make sure she doesn't have any out of the ordinary mood swings. Rest.

 Here's to Tuesday
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