Aug. 26, 2008
Ok, so finally back to reminiscing about our trip to England.
So, after Continental airline made a fairly decent attempt to offset increasing fuel cost by generating additional revenue via the unfortunate turbulence they repeatedly apologized for all while continuing to charge $5.00 a cocktail by nervous multiple drink ordering passengers such as ourselves delivered us safely, though incoherent, and fatigued beyond recognition (yes, Alec, it’s me I swear, just let me brush my hair a bit), we enjoyed our trip immensely.
But, as usual, I’ve got to note some ‘amusing’ differences that I’d like to point out in case you don’t know or you’d care to read my spin on them.
Aug. 18, 2008
Oh Lord.
Didn’t Alec just turn 3? Apparently not. He’s 5 today.
What the h*ll?
Eight years until he’s a teen?
Nine (if we’re lucky) until he experiments with drugs until he digs chicks?
Instead of faking him a birthday party like we did last year , we decided to give him a small party with a few of his friends.
He loved it. Julia went nuts (no surprise there).
Seems like an emotional milestone. He’s a big boy now. He has a chart. Has to earn stars to get things he wants v. us just giving stuff to him.
Aug. 5, 2008
Ah…charming Southern England. A very picturesque place with rolling green fields, ‘mild’ weather and the delightful sound of the English accent being heard all around.
As I’m finally coming out of a jet-lagged, stupor whirlwind trip abroad, I’m finally able to get writing.
My husband and I took our 4.96 year old son Alec to Wachet last week to see his paternal Grandparents and for a couple of days of work in Brighton .
Jul. 22, 2008
So, my 4.9 year old son begged me to take him to Extreme Fun last week and invite his best friend Victor.
As its 147 degrees during the day here in Austin right now, I thought it was a perfect idea.
I could sit and chat with Victor’s mom while they went nuts.
Jul. 13, 2008
I did something weird July 11th.
I’m so not a ‘line’ person as in with the exception of waiting my turn to ride a Sea-Doo or a killer ride at Disneyland, nothing to me, is worth standing in an idle line of people.
Well, maybe also to meet Sean Yazbeck (you know the brit who won The Apprentice a couple years ago? Whatever happened to him anyway?)
But concert tickets, the newest toy or after Thanksgiving Day sales – no way.
So under the guise of ‘having to do chores’, I was able to get my mom to agree to come babysit while I covertly hit the AT&T store in hope of getting my own iphone.
I have a crappy Sprint phone that only makes calls and not impressively at that. Plus, I detest Sprint after 10 years of being a loyal customer.
Jun. 25, 2008
I’m all about child safety. Obviously. Again, obviously.
I can see life threatening potential in pretty much everything which is why I’m still bitter over spending bank on a ‘professional home child proofer’ in Seattle.
I could have taught her a thing or two. Old hag.
Anyway, here’s my distorted overly safety conscious thought process.
Push up a cooler to the deck railing – climbing device sure to entice a toddler to climb.
T.V. remotes – Battery compartment opens easily, swallowing battery hazard.
Desk lamps – what if they tip over – fire hazard.
But I’m still an advocate for common sense and reduced manual size.
For you parents (mostly), how many times have you dragged out the toy manual from the toy box and after the sheer shock of how heavy it is and how much paper was wasted, you quickly find that the majority of it pertains to the absurd nature of the warnings?
It’s like a big red WARNING just screams at you the moment you open the manual. Like you should immediately return the faulty death trap or else.
Jun. 13, 2008
I'm kind of in mourning. I LOVED Tim Russert and am sad he is gone. Died today after collapsing from what appears to be a heart attack.
He was NBC's Washington Bureau Chief though many people knew him best as host of Meet the Press.
Though he was known as a fabulous political journalist (and author of two best-selling books), what people may not know about him was that in 1995, the National Father’s Day Committee named him “Father of the Year”, and Parents magazine honored him as “Dream Dad” in 1998. In 2001 the National Fatherhood Initiative also recognized him as Father of the Year.
Jun. 8, 2008
After moving out of ‘the city’ whether it be Seattle, NYC or wherever else I’ve lived, getting married, having kids and residing in the so-called ‘burbs’, a single friend of mine gently advised me that if I ever joined a Bunco group, she would promptly execute a Bunco Intervention on me.
At the time, it seemed reasonable, mainly because I had no idea what Bunco was and if an intervention was necessary, it must be a bad game/group. I would certainly stay far from the evilness.
So, when I moved to Austin, I found that not only is Bunco rampant, it, along with Book groups are hot. Huh?
I was told it was a dice game and only 12 people get to play. I was intrigued as it seemed like an elite group and I wanted to know more.
What I found out was it’s basically a female adult drinking game for money. Give or take.
May. 30, 2008
Hey, want to come over to our house? Probably not if you know what’s good for your health.
It’s actually become funny it’s so ridiculous.
Synopsis of the fun:
May. 21, 2008
What kid doesn’t like juice? What kid doesn’t like grapes? PB&J? Not any longer.
I need help – desperately. I think I need a Dr. Mom (or Dad) who can help me with a…uh…problem.
I’ve done my research on-line, taken my child to the doctor for advice, experimented to the best of my ability and now must reach out to you for the anecdotal, non-traditional, unconventional, weird, scary, CPS calling ideas - anything that might help.
May. 14, 2008
It’s always good to have yourself in check.
You know if your friends haven’t called in a while or you’re avoiding the scale though your clothes may not fit like they used to.
Maybe you need to do a reality check on yourself. Some ‘inner reflection’.
Or something.
Well, I noticed lately that I’m not hearing “You’re how old? No way, you don’t look like you could be anywhere close to that age.”
Now I realize that everyone says that and whether or not it’s exactly true, it certainly makes you feel good.
But it dawned on me that I really haven’t heard those words lately when someone finds out my age (which is 42.5).
In fact, I don’t think I’ve heard anyone say that in about 2 years.
May. 5, 2008
I know I’ve ripped on various products in the past which is why I don’t get asked too often to review products. Hewlett Packard; however, did ask.
HP requested I test a photo printer (and didn’t ask for a positive review, rather an honest one. I said, I’m in.
I take a few pics of my kids pretty much every hour of most days as I wear the stupid camera around my neck like a tourist snapping everything in sight rather often and was used to uploading them to various on-line digital printing companies. I would order the ones I liked and then...wait.
It kinda ruins the ‘Hey, I’ll get some pics over to Grandma Jo in England before her birthday’ and other ‘spontaneous moments’.
Apr. 27, 2008
M.N. can be one mean bit*h.
Just as I was droning on about how much we dig Austin with the exception of some bugs and bumper grazing drivers, I had no idea what could really turn into some scary sh*t.
My brother and sister in law were visiting this past weekend and as we were showing them around, we started discussing that if there was a wild fire in Steiner Ranch, that there are basically two entrances to the entire joint and they are both leading out to one road.
There’s no other way out unless you have a boat. We don't.
We also talked about lightening striking and how some houses in the Beverly Ridge section of Steiner Ranch are situated so high that they better install lightening rods stat or they’re toast – literally.
Well, we had one of our thunder and lightening storms to beat all thunder and lightening storms very early this morning. I’m still not used to extreme thunder as though I know it’s harmless, it’s really a bit….loud. And scary.
Apr. 9, 2008
Is it love or just infatuation?
We’re so ‘in love’ with Austin we can barely stand it.
Is it real or a government experiment (you know like the Dharma Initiative on Lost?)
Being the realist pessimist, I’m kinda waiting for the other shoe to drop. Is it too good to be true?
We love living in Austin more than anything. It’s like the best kept secret that’s only beginning to leak out. Everyone who lives here says they love it. How can that be?
We love the people, the weather, the scenery, the schools, the housing. Here's where we live.
(O.k. not so keen on the property taxes, the scary bugs, flash floods and the speed in which everyone drives but we’re getting used to all that).
It’s been just over a year since we moved here and we’re just plain giddy (or stupid).
Mar. 30, 2008
I had the ‘funniest’ discussion with my son Alec last week.
It was just him and me hanging out for the day but before we could get started with some fun activities, I advised him we just had to quickly run into my local nail joint to get a Solar nail repaired due to a sudden nasty index finger break.
He asked why I needed to get my get nail repaired.
I quickly and clearly said again that I had broken it and it needed to be repaired. As simple as that.
Not so.




