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16 May 2007 @ 12:54 pm
"How I spent my Mother's Day vacation..."  
First, I missed calling my own mother, because I thought they were at a convention that used to always be held starting Mother's Day. I don't have my parents' cell-phone number because my Dad refuses to give it to anyone (he turns the phone off except for the rare times he needs to call out-- nobody is allowed to call in!). Consequently, I didn't think to call the one number where they actually were-- their own house! Fortunately, they called Monday. :)

I got several lovely cards and poems from the kids-- these are my favorite. Also a pretty trinket box from Lauren, and a small stuffed penguin from Christopher (which Lauren now wants). :)

We went rock-climbing at an indoor facility to try something new and adventurous. This didn't work out as well as I'd hoped-- we wound up belaying for our own group, which meant my husband had to belay for me and I didn't feel terribly safe. Plus, I wore my arms out belaying for the kids! But it was a good time nonetheless, something exciting and different. :D

Monday on the bike path: world's slowest little brown bunny that I nearly hit, and coyote pups! Adult quail, but no little egg-shaped babies yet. :(

My office's annual Fun-Run: I broke 28 minutes on the 5K, which is a shocker-- I've been struggling with 10-minute miles for months.

Last Night's "House": First time ever I've rooted for a patient to die. What an ass! This is the kind of kid military school is made for. :0
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Princess Robot Bubblegum!: fit 3astrothsknot on May 16th, 2007 08:50 pm (UTC)
Very nice result on the 5k!!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on May 16th, 2007 09:08 pm (UTC)
:D It's amazing how much hope that gave me. I've gained so much weight since child #2, and it was 6-8 extra pounds until the foot problems, and then it ballooned. Grrr...
The cycling is great, but I'm so glad to have running back as an option. :)
B: Misc- scrubsstrifechaos on May 16th, 2007 09:54 pm (UTC)
Last Night's "House": First time ever I've rooted for a patient to die. What an ass! This is the kind of kid military school is made for. :0
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Oh my god, YES! That pinned the whole thing, that kid needed a good spanking. And the way he kept coming on to everyone I was surprised no one stepped up to the plate, especially House with his cane. He peed on the floor....in front of people...and was smug about it. I'd crawl into a hole and die. Though, I suppose intentionally pissing oneself might have a bit do to with the smug factor.

Huzzah for breaking the 28 minutes for the 5k! Sounds like you had a good time rock-climbing. I tried it once at camp but ‘surprisingly’ hiking boots aren’t all that great for it, especially not when they’re two sizes too big. ^.^; Go figure.

You totally made out like a bandit for Mother’s Day! My mum only got half of her gift, although I’m almost finished with the second blanket.

Parents (or people in general really) that have cell phones but never answer them, and in fact only use them on the off chance that they need to call you drive me in-freaking-sane. It’s a pet peeve. Like people who don’t use their turn signals.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Venushalfshellvenus on May 16th, 2007 11:21 pm (UTC)
Though, I suppose intentionally pissing oneself might have a bit do to with the smug factor.
He was so awful-- deliberately rude, outrageous and hostile to absolutely everyone, and even Chase resorted early on to "Shut up" (Chase is a bigger conflict-avoider than Wilson). If I were the parent, and that was truly something that came on with teenagerhood (and not something I'd helped build through years of wishy-washy or laissez-faire parenting), I'd have had to send him away. But first, I'd be consulting a doctor to find out why his hormones had gone so extreme (or whatever else was going on). Medical cause first, because instantly becoming a rageaholic is very abnormal and worrisome.

In this context, though... *thwap!* Needed a spanking is right. :0

I tried it once at camp but ‘surprisingly’ hiking boots aren’t all that great for it, especially not when they’re two sizes too big. ^.^; Go figure.
For the indoor climbing at least, there are special shoes that we should have rented. They're like ballet-slippers almost, with a rubber bottom, and they bend as you arch your foot and grip with your toes. Half the problem is big honkin' shoes that want to slip off of the tiny footholds! My daughter climbed like a pro (another shocker-- she's not very good at athletics). My son, whose feet are now bigger than the sister who's 6" taller... struggled once the "rocks" got too small.

Parents (or people in general really) that have cell phones but never answer them, and in fact only use them on the off chance that they need to call you drive me in-freaking-sane. It’s a pet peeve.
For my Dad, this is yet another reminder of how his controlling nature drives me nuts (this is all about his convenience and no-one else's), and that it's gotten worse in the last 5-10 years. My mother's become a classic enabler, because she "doesn't like fighting about everything." I've tried to explain to her that it starts with "Your piano is huge and needs to leave the house. Meanwhile, my much-bigger pool table is a necessity" and eventually becomes "You're stirring my oatmeal wrong."

Gah!
mercurybard on May 17th, 2007 03:27 pm (UTC)
(he turns the phone off except for the rare times he needs to call out-- nobody is allowed to call in!)
My Grandmom is like that. No matter how many times we tell her that she will not be charged if someone calls her that she doesn't know if she doesn't answer the phone, she still won't keep it on.

This once led to her driving in circles around the Columbus airport for an hour because my plane was delayed and no one could get ahold of her. My uncle ended up driving out there, finding her, and telling her to go home.

Which was good, because my plane ended up being three hours late.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on May 17th, 2007 07:25 pm (UTC)
My uncle ended up driving out there, finding her, and telling her to go home.
Gads. Your uncle was too kind, actually.

I'm at the point with my Dad (whose problem is one of being self-centered and very controlling) where half the time, I'll take the tough-love approach and let him have the chance to "learn from his mistakes."

Had someone left your grandmother to her own devices, I'll bet the idea of "turn your cellphone on" might have actually stuck, thanks to the frustration caused by having it off at a very important time. :0