... and one day soon, you'll turn into a be-YOOOO-tee-full butterfly. But until then, stay put ... or until your mom comes home, whichever.
Actually, Leanne made it home without incident. The day afterwhich, I promptly took ill.
Kids held out until the rest of last weekend - turns out "the boy" probably did not have "the pox" but some other less potent ailment that ran it's course. The only real nasty part was the runs that ended up turning his bottom red (and his face whenever we had to change him). The girl has some sniffles, but is otherwise fine ... although today she rejected gourmet KD, for the more traditional recipe.
I can't fix everything!
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Saturday, March 25, 2006
In today's local news ...
The call went out just after 1 p.m. from the Freshwater Fisheries Institute at the University of Manitoba's Fort Garry campus. It was not a prank. Or a hoax. And definitely not a thwarted attack by some crazed fiend. The call was answered by Manitoba Conservation's environmental emergency response team, the police bomb squad and Winnipeg Fire and Paramedics. Winnipeg's bomb squad was called out yesterday to cart away pickled specimens from a fisheries lab before they could blow up.The samples in a couple of glass bottles were fish tissue or possibly marine mammal flesh. They were hazardous because they'd been treated with a chemical that had evaporated into a dangerous by-product -- explosive crystals of picric acid. Transport Canada identifies picric acid as one of the more dangerous chemicals in use in laboratories and manufacturing today. It's used to make explosives but it's easily neutralized with water. Once inert, picric acid has extensive uses in dye manufacturing. . They realized they had a real-life emergency.
Whatever happened to responsible journalism? Haven't they just disclosed a recipe for making explosives? Although, I suppose any 20-something male living on his own with a pantry is likely already aware of this phenomenon (beep-BEE, dee-dee-dee). I guess it's true what they say - "It's a thin line between volatile combustibles and a nice argyle."
Back to that "beep-Bee, dee-dee-dee" ... I can't remember what show it was, but there's an episode that takes place in a classroom or courtroom or some other equally officious locale, and someone speaking at the front ends a sentence with "phenomenon", afterwhich an anonymous voice at the back of the room follows with a "beep-BEE, dee-dee-dee". Together, it sounds like that song, although not originally from, but popularized by Sesame Street, that goes "Me-nah, me-nah. Beep-BEE, dee-dee-dee" and then Grover starts into an early form of free-style/Jazz riff. Now, I cannot encounter the word "phenomenon" without thinking the phrase "beep-BEE, dee-dee-dee". It's quite debilitating in the work environment.
The call went out just after 1 p.m. from the Freshwater Fisheries Institute at the University of Manitoba's Fort Garry campus. It was not a prank. Or a hoax. And definitely not a thwarted attack by some crazed fiend. The call was answered by Manitoba Conservation's environmental emergency response team, the police bomb squad and Winnipeg Fire and Paramedics. Winnipeg's bomb squad was called out yesterday to cart away pickled specimens from a fisheries lab before they could blow up.The samples in a couple of glass bottles were fish tissue or possibly marine mammal flesh. They were hazardous because they'd been treated with a chemical that had evaporated into a dangerous by-product -- explosive crystals of picric acid. Transport Canada identifies picric acid as one of the more dangerous chemicals in use in laboratories and manufacturing today. It's used to make explosives but it's easily neutralized with water. Once inert, picric acid has extensive uses in dye manufacturing. . They realized they had a real-life emergency.
Whatever happened to responsible journalism? Haven't they just disclosed a recipe for making explosives? Although, I suppose any 20-something male living on his own with a pantry is likely already aware of this phenomenon (beep-BEE, dee-dee-dee). I guess it's true what they say - "It's a thin line between volatile combustibles and a nice argyle."
Back to that "beep-Bee, dee-dee-dee" ... I can't remember what show it was, but there's an episode that takes place in a classroom or courtroom or some other equally officious locale, and someone speaking at the front ends a sentence with "phenomenon", afterwhich an anonymous voice at the back of the room follows with a "beep-BEE, dee-dee-dee". Together, it sounds like that song, although not originally from, but popularized by Sesame Street, that goes "Me-nah, me-nah. Beep-BEE, dee-dee-dee" and then Grover starts into an early form of free-style/Jazz riff. Now, I cannot encounter the word "phenomenon" without thinking the phrase "beep-BEE, dee-dee-dee". It's quite debilitating in the work environment.
When the walls ...
Tomorrow's the day, when the grand old arena comes down to make way for ... I'm guessing something to do with shopping.
This'll be the 3rd year in a row where we've had an implosion event in town. Last year, it was an old warehouse that was the continual target of arsons. The year before, it was ... what was it ... some place in St. Boniface.
This'll be the 3rd year in a row where we've had an implosion event in town. Last year, it was an old warehouse that was the continual target of arsons. The year before, it was ... what was it ... some place in St. Boniface.
Hey there, There goes ...
Guo Tie and Cong You Bing for supper.
The boy seemed to eat ok today, despite having yakked his cookies the night before. But, see that red spot on his right cheek/jawline? Looks like he's got chicken pox.
Poor guy just not getting any breaks. (You know how the joke goes from here.)
Well, at least my dad was able to tell me what the rash and spots were (once he got his e-mail attachments worked out). It's better knowing what I'm dealing with here ... by myself. Thanks again, Ye-Ye.
Of course, stoopid me ... had the kids sleeping together in the same bed. I might as well let them use the same toothbrush ... oh cr*p, that means they can't have their bath together tomorrow either like they always want to.
At least now I have an excuse for ordering food for delivery, 'cuz I can't take them out anywhere. I better stop, this is quite the conversation I'm having with myself.
The boy seemed to eat ok today, despite having yakked his cookies the night before. But, see that red spot on his right cheek/jawline? Looks like he's got chicken pox.
Poor guy just not getting any breaks. (You know how the joke goes from here.)
Well, at least my dad was able to tell me what the rash and spots were (once he got his e-mail attachments worked out). It's better knowing what I'm dealing with here ... by myself. Thanks again, Ye-Ye.
Of course, stoopid me ... had the kids sleeping together in the same bed. I might as well let them use the same toothbrush ... oh cr*p, that means they can't have their bath together tomorrow either like they always want to.
At least now I have an excuse for ordering food for delivery, 'cuz I can't take them out anywhere. I better stop, this is quite the conversation I'm having with myself.
Friday, March 24, 2006
Training
Went looking for the boy the other morning to get him dressed for daycare and this is where/how I found him. (He's not trained yet, in the typical sense.)
Foreshadowing
Looking for a recent photo of the boy to attach with this post and found this one which is remarkably apropos.
I'm sitting here blogging because I have to wait for laundry at 1AM. The boy just painted the pillows and sheets with projectile vomit.
Lots of solids in the mix - oddly enough nothing that appeared to be the McD's that we had for dinner, but rather what looks like the pasta I made on Wed. What's really strange is, I used "twistie" egg noodles, but they appeared to have straightened out inside of him.
Now - look at the picture again. Think he was warning me?
I'm sitting here blogging because I have to wait for laundry at 1AM. The boy just painted the pillows and sheets with projectile vomit.
Lots of solids in the mix - oddly enough nothing that appeared to be the McD's that we had for dinner, but rather what looks like the pasta I made on Wed. What's really strange is, I used "twistie" egg noodles, but they appeared to have straightened out inside of him.
Now - look at the picture again. Think he was warning me?
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Day 3 6:00PM-7:00PM
Day three was chicken fingers and fries. No risk in that.
Day four was "Single Skillet Stroganoff". The boy liked it, the girl not so much.
I've always said that the most painful experience I've ever had was when I went to the emergency room after having gotten poked in the eye. And the doctor there "tested" my eyes by pushing a rod into my eyeball.
But I have a new second place - where my boy grabs my face with both hands and squeezes his little knuckles of steel. I swear he's getting a good 80 psi. Today, he added a finger nail twist and drew some blood. Maybe it's just the way he laughs aftewards that makes it seem more painful than it actually is.
Day four was "Single Skillet Stroganoff". The boy liked it, the girl not so much.
I've always said that the most painful experience I've ever had was when I went to the emergency room after having gotten poked in the eye. And the doctor there "tested" my eyes by pushing a rod into my eyeball.
But I have a new second place - where my boy grabs my face with both hands and squeezes his little knuckles of steel. I swear he's getting a good 80 psi. Today, he added a finger nail twist and drew some blood. Maybe it's just the way he laughs aftewards that makes it seem more painful than it actually is.
Monday, March 20, 2006
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Full disclosure
Leanne is out of town this week - left this AM. Today, we had Pizza Hut for dinner. I ordered enough so that we have left-overs for another night too.
Also, the kids did not brush their teeth before going to bed. (Actually, they fell asleep while I was on the phone with Leanne.)
Also, the kids did not brush their teeth before going to bed. (Actually, they fell asleep while I was on the phone with Leanne.)
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Who's been following this saga ...
www.cbc.ca/story/canada/national/2006/03/08/timhortons_dispute060308.html
Synopsis is ...
- 10 year old girl finds coffee cup in the garbage at school and remembers it's part of contest.
- 10yr-old asks a 12 year old friend for help with rolling-up-the-rim (of the cup, which is how you check for prizes)
- turns out it's a winner for a new SUV
This is when the "adult's" start getting involved ...
- 10yr-old girl's father gets to school first, takes the cup with the intent (I think he told a teacher at school) of selling it and offer some of the money to the 12yr-old's family
- then 12yr-old girl's mother arrives and says the prize should be all theirs and takes her appeal to a radio station, which prompts the 10yr-old's father to change his mind re: sharing prize
This is when lawyer's start getting involved ...
- At some point along the way, one of the teacher's got involved claiming that the cup was originally his and that the prize should be his.
- His lawyer is asking for a DNA sample of the cup
- Tim Horton's position is - whomever shows up with the prize cup first gets the prize - full stop
Here's my question ... anyone that I've talked to thinks it's pretty cut and dry - 10yr-old gets the prize by virtue of "finder's keepers". Up to the 10yr-old to decide whether or not to share anything with 12yr-old. Teacher should pound salt. All adults involved should be ashamed.
Anyone have countering opinions on that? I'm interested in both people's opinions, but also in finding out if there's any correlation with the affiliated opinions, i.e. do people tend to hang around with people who share the same general principles on matters such as this?
I've read that in one workplace, there was a 50-50 split for those that think the 10yr-old and 12yr-old have a claim. Admittedly, people can't control who they hang around with at the workplace, however, there may be an "industry" correlation as well. This was a reporter who polled his office. (yeah, yeah, yeah - ouch, I know.)
As far as I know, I haven't heard of anyone (other than his lawyer) who is siding with the teacher.
www.cbc.ca/story/canada/national/2006/03/08/timhortons_dispute060308.html
Synopsis is ...
- 10 year old girl finds coffee cup in the garbage at school and remembers it's part of contest.
- 10yr-old asks a 12 year old friend for help with rolling-up-the-rim (of the cup, which is how you check for prizes)
- turns out it's a winner for a new SUV
This is when the "adult's" start getting involved ...
- 10yr-old girl's father gets to school first, takes the cup with the intent (I think he told a teacher at school) of selling it and offer some of the money to the 12yr-old's family
- then 12yr-old girl's mother arrives and says the prize should be all theirs and takes her appeal to a radio station, which prompts the 10yr-old's father to change his mind re: sharing prize
This is when lawyer's start getting involved ...
- At some point along the way, one of the teacher's got involved claiming that the cup was originally his and that the prize should be his.
- His lawyer is asking for a DNA sample of the cup
- Tim Horton's position is - whomever shows up with the prize cup first gets the prize - full stop
Here's my question ... anyone that I've talked to thinks it's pretty cut and dry - 10yr-old gets the prize by virtue of "finder's keepers". Up to the 10yr-old to decide whether or not to share anything with 12yr-old. Teacher should pound salt. All adults involved should be ashamed.
Anyone have countering opinions on that? I'm interested in both people's opinions, but also in finding out if there's any correlation with the affiliated opinions, i.e. do people tend to hang around with people who share the same general principles on matters such as this?
I've read that in one workplace, there was a 50-50 split for those that think the 10yr-old and 12yr-old have a claim. Admittedly, people can't control who they hang around with at the workplace, however, there may be an "industry" correlation as well. This was a reporter who polled his office. (yeah, yeah, yeah - ouch, I know.)
As far as I know, I haven't heard of anyone (other than his lawyer) who is siding with the teacher.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Hoodlum in the making
Here's the boy rifling through some infant buggies parked outside the mall restaurant.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Mr. Dressup
Very few pics of the boy lately because ... well because I'm hooked on "24" and I have Season One and Two on DVD.
All better
Very few pix of the girl lately, because she had a nasty virus and her mouth was covered in cold sores. Pretty much all gone now.
Here's a hint for all you budding physicians (and even you grizzlied veterans, who occasionally forget your patients are customers) ...
The first thing that you say when you see a patient should rarely be "Oh my goodness." That's just not helping anybody.
Here's a hint for all you budding physicians (and even you grizzlied veterans, who occasionally forget your patients are customers) ...
The first thing that you say when you see a patient should rarely be "Oh my goodness." That's just not helping anybody.
Monday, March 06, 2006
Snap
The boy waiting for the girl's ballet class to finish. Taken from my new phone. Next up is to see how video's from my phone upload to YouTube.
Sunday, March 05, 2006
My Treo went ring-tones up, so I replaced it with a Windows Mobile phone (PocketPC? Smartphone? I don't get the distinctions yet). First thing I loaded on it (other than synching my contacts, calender, etc...)? Bejeweled. I might actually spend the time to see if I can get one of my movies converted and loaded onto my SD card. What else should I load up? The IR is too feeble to find a Universal Remote app. I'm trying to find a utility to measure my data traffic, 'cuz my plan is 4MB/month. I've lost all sense of how much or little I can do with 4MB a month.Yes - this is my return to posting. BTW - I did see a utility that claims to allow me to post from my phone.
What else can I tell you? The kids are all better after coming down with separate viruses. My men's volleyball team actually went undefeated this last round-robin. We got an exercise bike and I've actually used it about 1/2 dozen times. I played basketball for the first time in about 4 years - and for some reason, my basketball shoes tore the skin off of one of my toes. And, all we have in the house are brightly coloured or Dora band-aids.
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