Archive for May, 2012

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So this image is going around pintrest.  With the aid of my friend Brenda who tagged me.

Then another friend commented, “Sure beats being ‘obtuse’. :)”

So I of course had to point out, “She is a touch of that as well. I suppose she averages out to a ‘Just Right Angle’?”

I mean, when you take into account how much her Obtuse factors into her Acute… Add and divide by two, she’s just Right.

Until she does a full 180 and lunges for the cheerio box that is open and stupidly set on the floor.

Nope, she’s just right even then.  Just fast and clever.

This is how us math geeks get our kicks.  (And geometry isn’t even my specialty.)

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Site is having some slight issues in IE.  It’s still functional, just doesn’t look as it should.  I’m working on it.  But it’s a process.  IE just isn’t up to par with the other browsers.  And if it wasn’t for the fact that 25-33% of you use IE, I’m not sure I’d even care.  But, alas, I care.

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I want to write, but my ability feels stifled by should and shouldn’t. So at some point you just have to say fuck it, and write to keep from bursting at the seams.

First, I may be going for a promotion at work. It’s the most basic of promotions: full-time. But, it’s a step up none-the-less. It isn’t even for sure the position will be open. And if it is, it will be offered company wide. I’ll have to apply and interview. But with my manager saying she’d wave the 1-year of employment recommendation before full-time is offered, I guess I have some chance. I suppose it boils down to who all applies. I’m a contender, but if someone is more or better qualified, well they’d be an asset to our team.

The whole house hunt thing isn’t going too well.

Where we left off, the house we (Jesse) are in contract with, failed the first inspection miserably. But the bank went “Oh Shit! We’ll fix it all!” and we’re like “OK, we can wait out repairs.” Well, on the list of failures, there were some Jesse could fix easily enough, but there were some he couldn’t and any one of those alone were deal breakers. Well the bank has declared themselves done and another inspection has been done. And it did not pass. One of the huge deal breakers wasn’t even touched. So the bank that is selling is being re-approached. And if they don’t take care of it like they said they would, deal is off.

The thing is, Jesse is going through a lot of shit now besides this and the stress of buying this house for us, is not helping. Especially since his physical health is involved. And he just does not right now have what it takes to start the process over. And he shouldn’t have to. It isn’t his job to put a roof over our heads. His offer was wonderful. But not at the cost of his health. While he is still fighting for this house, if it falls through…

We will have to move to plan C. Which is actually back to plan A. And that won’t involve Jesse.

What I am pissed off over, is that if the bank that is selling hadn’t told us every damn thing was going to be fixed, we would have spent all of April and May seeking another house. Or, an apartment. Or something. We were dumb, I guess. But they said they had everything covered. We were in contract. And we’re tired. Really really tired. So we assumed things being fixed, meant things were being fixed. There was even a list involved.

So I guess if this falls through, we’ll figure out a 3 bedroom apartment somewhere for a few years until Pat and I can use a tax return to plop down a down payment. And since it will be a home loan, and not an investment loan, that technically means more house for the down, or less down needed. So long run, this might be better. Once we figure out the meantime.

And we will figure out the meantime.

Or the bank will follow through on their word and we’ll get this house.

Something.

But we have basically until Sammy’s first birthday to figure it out. That’s around the time our lease is up.

Speaking of, it’s officially the 30th of May and my baby is now 9-months-old.

So much has changed in this past year. So much has become awesome. We’ve been on an upswing after a long, drawn out downswing. Hopefully our luck will hold and this next move will be amazing.

If nothing else, should I be made full-time at work, we’ll be able to put more towards rent.

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For years I’ve wanted to replace the wedding bands Pat and I exchanged on that day in April 2003.  What we bought did the job, and they were nice.  But they weren’t a long-term investment.  After 9 years, mine is starting to look a bit beat-up and Pat’s was flat out stolen.  So I decided a long time back, that for our 10th wedding anniversary, we’d get new, fancy wedding bands.

I’ve also long held a desire for my diamond.  I never actually got an engagement ring.  And while I have limited interest in jewelry bling, I do want a stone on my left ring finger from my husband.  Once the wedding itself, and now the birth of 3 children came to pass, it become silly to aim for a solitary stone.  So I set my sights on a 3 stone.  Past.  Present.  Future.  Seems to cover a couple who have been together a decade and have 3 children together.

However, I’ve never been interested in spending more than we can afford.  I’m not going to rack up a debt that will take ages to pay off for a piece of bling.  I’m not that girl.  Not a jewelry girl.  So I’ve patiently waited.

Now as the 10th anniversary approaches, I’ve started to consider just combining my desired stones and replacement wedding band into one ring.  Makes sense, am I right?

And despite the anniversary in question being 11 months off, I’ve started looking around.  Gives me months to search and prepare the budget for my find so that we can have them in time.

Pat’s requirement is that he wants them to be Tungsten Carbide.  Durable, pretty, and affordable.

I want something with a design to it.  And, my stones.

We both prefer affordable.

And I do believe we have found them!  At a combined 100$ plus S&H, of course, I present you our future replacement bands with all requirements met! Strictly speaking, I don’t believe they were designed to be a duo, but can you tell that by looking at them? No? Didn’t think so!

My Ring

Pat's Ring


My ring can be found here.

Pat’s ring can be found here.

Strictly speaking, I don’t believe they were designed to be a duo, but can you tell that by looking at them? No? Didn’t think so!

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Had Luke’s first psychiatric appointment last Tuesday.  He wasn’t able to go to that appointment.  We spent the hour talking history and symptoms.  But first impression: I like her a lot.  She is easy to be around and talk to and seems honestly excited to meet Luke.  She isn’t phased one outward bit by the medical history of his gene pool she is up against, but is instead excited to meet the sweet boy my Lucas is.

Off the bat she recommended Melatonin to calm his ass down at night and help him to sleep.  It’s all natural and over the counter, so she felt safe offering that relief before meeting Luke.  I had heard that you can use it with kids, but not knowing what exactly we were dealing with mental health wise, I wasn’t going to attempt anything without a medical thumbs up.  She gave it and it was her idea.  She also gave dosage instructions which is helpful.  I know where to start dosing at, but also know how high I can go if needed.

The next course of action before she meets him was to get blood work done for him.  She wrote out the script and I took him to the local Children’s Hospital Close To Home.  I probably could have taken him to his own pediatrician or elsewhere, but Luke has a great history with that close to home, they are skilled with children as young as Luke, and it was closer to us than his pediatrician.

I gave him the general idea of where we were going and what for, before we went, but I left out the details such as the needle.  I didn’t want him building it up to something it wasn’t, out of fear.  I did suggest he bring his (my) teddy bear to meet the blood doctor.  Once there, he sat in my lap and the wonderful nurse spent a good amount of time examining the veins in both arms.  I have no doubt in her skill.  4-year-old veins are tiny, though, no matter the amount of practice.  Once she found where she was headed, she called in her “friend” Jason to help hold Luke’s arm still.  I bear hugged him and kissed on his cheek while Jason secured the arm of importance, the needle came out, Luke put two and two together and was not happy.  But she got it on the first try and my boy was brave.  Sure, he went to jerk away and cried out in anguish, but I’m seen grown ass men freak out over blood draws so no one can blame Luke for his reaction.  And he did not make the blood draw impossible.  Granted, Jason and I were strong (but gentle) so Luke only had so much he could move anyways.

Once all was said and done, and Luke was given a McDonald’s breakfast sandwich to break the blood draw fast, all seemed to be forgiven.

But luck of the unknown won’t be on my side for the next blood draw.  He’ll know what’s coming.  And what’s coming is pointy.

Anyway, with the labs, the pdoc can double check to be sure something physical isn’t causing the issues.  She can also confirm his baseline levels so that if/when meds are introduced, she can keep checking to make sure they aren’t doing unnecessary physical harm on the risk verses benefits scale.

Meds?  We did not discuss.  She brought up we’d discuss them in a round about way.  But after my conversation with her, I really get the feeling we are on the same page.  Neither one of us seem to be the type to throw a pill at the first sign of trouble, but neither one of us will shy away from treating what needs to be treated.  And I get the feeling she’ll advise, but defer to me.  We are already clearly on the same team.  And that’s Team Luke!

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Well between about 3:30AM and 7:30Am I had roughly a dozen spam comments show up.  And I handled them accordingly and realized exactly how helpful the capture on the blogger site truly was.

 

So I hunted one down.

 

I know.  I’m sorry.

 

But this one is less annoying!  It’s a game!  You check mark a box agreeing you are human then it has you play a tiny game of sorts.  Ok, it’s a lame game.  But it’s better than trying to translate and copy gibberish.

 

Also, I do believe once you have established yourself as human, you might not have to play the capture game again.  So win, right?

 

But mostly, spam is annoying.

 

And yes, I still approve all comments, even with the capture in place.  Same reasons as before.

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Are coming together, but my to-do list is long.  Very very long.  Some things I’d been meaning to do on the old version, are going to get done now.  Eventually.  Some already have.  And this new version still has some tweaking needed.  Broken links to fix.  I have a plug-in seeking them out, but then I have to hunt down the correct links.  And well, that’s a fair bit of work.

However, slowly but surely the blog is coming together and in the meantime, it seems to be quite functional.

As far as I can tell, the feed burner and twitter feed are both operational.  I guess I’ll find out soon enough for the twitter portion of that statement.  Though, if it’s working then so is the feed burner in general.

It says it’s working.  In both cases.  But I’m not seeing updates.  So, hopefully things will sort themselves out in due time.  I’d like to be able to cross all feed related items off my list.