Monday, Monday
May. 23rd, 2011 10:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgHoly chrome, Joplin MO has been PASTED. Wrecked. Frapped by a tornado and every term you can imagine. Death toll is up around ninety, and I'm sure that's not the end.
Red Cross, my friends. They're already there and probably could use some change. Damn, I gotta get in and donate blood at my earliest. This is nuts. Jim just looks at me (he lived in St. Louis, remember) and recites how he lived in tornado alley most of his life and he's never seen anything like this in his life. Sincerely.
And I haven't forgotten about the New Madrid fault, either. SHHH.
Nobody at church mentioned anything other than the business of us having a potluck and talking about our small group reports. Rapture? Fssh. Really. We're busy.
To the good, there's a lot I'm being asked to take on - to the bad, I'm not doing a bang-up job at it. Surprise, no time or energy to devote and it's beginning to show. Going to take some additional stabs, but I suspect any impact I have on new things I want is going to take more time than I'm comfortable with.
And I need Mommy cards.
Playdate achieved! Kid and I went with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
snobahr and her family to the Columbia Memorial Space Center in Downey Saturday and made the docents ears ring with squealing. Many paper airplanes made, robotics labs explored, and did I mention the docents? Right. They'll be back, we're season ticket holders - and the kids had a great time.
Sunday - busy day. Church, nappage, and then we went out to the antique street fair and used book store. I think I finally have the capper to why I haven't bought an electronic e-reader of any stripe.
Go ahead, hand your Nook or Kindle to your preschooler. Don't explain a single function or show them how to use it.
My kid will be happily reading to himself in the back seat with any book book while your kid is breaking your Kindle/Nook/whathaveyou. Also, this time around he chose four our of the six books we bought him - no help from me at all. Found a Franklin book - all by himself, knew who it was about and wanted THAT BOOK Mommy. Well, okay then.
I'm having to be firmer than I like on listening - and right now, I'm getting a lot of questions related to 'what would happen if I hit [thing] with a hammer?' Stock response? 'Why would you want to do that? Oh little boys.
Not to mention curbing the gaming. Well, books go a long way on that account. Mah boy!
Tempted to go into the topic of being the adaptive equipment of the household. Not gonna. Suffice it to say, if everyone in the house can't reach certain areas of the storage we DO have - those areas are going to be emptied and set off limits. That also implies things are going to be gotten rid of because if we can't store it to use it, we obviously don't need it. Completely done with this. And if that's cryptic, so be it. I am not the default solution for everything nobody wants to own up to.
And that's the story today.
Red Cross, my friends. They're already there and probably could use some change. Damn, I gotta get in and donate blood at my earliest. This is nuts. Jim just looks at me (he lived in St. Louis, remember) and recites how he lived in tornado alley most of his life and he's never seen anything like this in his life. Sincerely.
And I haven't forgotten about the New Madrid fault, either. SHHH.
Nobody at church mentioned anything other than the business of us having a potluck and talking about our small group reports. Rapture? Fssh. Really. We're busy.
To the good, there's a lot I'm being asked to take on - to the bad, I'm not doing a bang-up job at it. Surprise, no time or energy to devote and it's beginning to show. Going to take some additional stabs, but I suspect any impact I have on new things I want is going to take more time than I'm comfortable with.
And I need Mommy cards.
Playdate achieved! Kid and I went with
snobahr and her family to the Columbia Memorial Space Center in Downey Saturday and made the docents ears ring with squealing. Many paper airplanes made, robotics labs explored, and did I mention the docents? Right. They'll be back, we're season ticket holders - and the kids had a great time.Sunday - busy day. Church, nappage, and then we went out to the antique street fair and used book store. I think I finally have the capper to why I haven't bought an electronic e-reader of any stripe.
Go ahead, hand your Nook or Kindle to your preschooler. Don't explain a single function or show them how to use it.
My kid will be happily reading to himself in the back seat with any book book while your kid is breaking your Kindle/Nook/whathaveyou. Also, this time around he chose four our of the six books we bought him - no help from me at all. Found a Franklin book - all by himself, knew who it was about and wanted THAT BOOK Mommy. Well, okay then.
I'm having to be firmer than I like on listening - and right now, I'm getting a lot of questions related to 'what would happen if I hit [thing] with a hammer?' Stock response? 'Why would you want to do that? Oh little boys.
Not to mention curbing the gaming. Well, books go a long way on that account. Mah boy!
Tempted to go into the topic of being the adaptive equipment of the household. Not gonna. Suffice it to say, if everyone in the house can't reach certain areas of the storage we DO have - those areas are going to be emptied and set off limits. That also implies things are going to be gotten rid of because if we can't store it to use it, we obviously don't need it. Completely done with this. And if that's cryptic, so be it. I am not the default solution for everything nobody wants to own up to.
And that's the story today.
