Enough already! I’ve basically had a headache since last weekend. I finally understand the agony my wife and son must go through when they experience their migraines. I’ve never in my life been prescribed any pain medicines. Not Vicodin, Percoset, or anything. Shoot. I don’t even know how to spell Percoset. But I am coming around to thinking pain medicines should be easier to get. I’m not talking over the counter. Right now I believe pain medicines should be dispensed out of vending machines! Or delivered with your pizza. Wait a minute. Don’t pizza guys already do that? Back to coding.
Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
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I’m beat
This is one of those moments I’m thinking a beer on the front porch would be very nice only the mosquitoes are so thick the neighbor’s house looks blurry and I haven’t any beer in this house for months; I’d rather chant anyway.
I been hit and run down and run over and
walked on and knocked around and I’m just
settin’ here now trying to study up what else I
can do to show … that I still ain’t afraid
of hard work. [Source, Arlo Guthrie, Woody’s Rag/hard Work lyrics] -
Today is 9/11
I remain at a mostly at loss for words. Of course, two very unexpected things happened as a result of September 11, 2001. First, Amy happened. Second, September 12, 2001 happened. September 12 is a day I will never forget for it was the first time I my life, the only time, I can remember looking into the sky and not seeing a single airplane. No flashing lights. No contrails. No engine noise. No whump whump whump of helicopter blades. Only sky, birds, and at night, stars. For such tragedy on September 11th, there was an ironic peacefulness to the skies in the hours and days that followed. -
From the mouths of babes
Amy, three, with Noah, twelve, beside her: "Can the dogs go with us to school?" (she means carpool)
Dad: "Sure but don’t let them in the car until I wipe their feet."
Noah, Evan, Amy and the dogs walk out the door. Dad from the front porch hollers: "Don’t let the dogs in the car until their feet get wiped."
Noah walks to car and puts hand on door handle. Dad yells: "Don’t let the dogs in the van!"
Noah opens the door and lets Dharma in with no effort to stop her.
Dad goes on a tirade: {this part is unprintable}
Noah: "I thought you were talking to Amy." -
Time to wake..no it’s not!
Last night I woke up every hour on the hour. At least when I fall back to sleep, the sleep is very deep. However, this morning I feel like I’ve been beat with a stick.
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The world wants to spin
I can feel the dizzy spells wanting to come back. It would be a mistake to lean my head back and look up at the ceiling right now. I must calm myself. I had two cups of coffee this morning which aggravates the problem. I really don’t want to take the Meclizine. I’d like to see a chiropractor but that’s just out the question right now. Eating right would probably help. I’m certain diet contributes to this. Mostly stress. Ugh.
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My swollen head
I think I’m still in pain from this weekend. Right now I feel like someone inserted a balloon behind my left eyeball and is slowly inflating it.
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In car dvd players have evilmess
Dvd producers should test their products by driving 3 year olds around.Mobile post sent by djuggler using Utterz.
Replies. mp3
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You know that scene in Caddy Shack?
Time to reenact the pool scene from Caddy Shack, only we don’t have any Baby Ruth’s in this house. Where did I leave my Hazmat suit?
Update: They called me upstairs to deal with it. I donned my rubber gloves and found two small children still in the tub. Evan was holding a brown ball of the stuff! He gave it to me then Amy grabbed a fibrous sheet of it. Yuck! Evan had quite the blowout. Amy tossed her sheet toward me and I jumped back 3 feet as they laughed and swished around in the murky water. It was all in the bath water. I was repulsed. Amy and Evan laughed and swam. Cathy laughed so hard she started to tear. Then she explained that Evan took the card board tube from an expended roll of paper towels in with him. Belated April Fools on me! Now that was funny.
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What is parenting?
Parenting is not getting upset about spending $29 on what you thought was a child-friendly dinner only to have 3 children decide not to eat.
Update: A fourth child stayed at a friend’s house because their Chinese food sounded better than our dinner. The fifth child had cheese cake because he’s away at the university.
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NooNnonoononooooo!
After a looong period without them, dizzy spells from stress and anxiety (or maybe the lingering cold? poor diet? dehydration from the weekend?) are threatening again.
Update: Yuck. I hate Meclizine.
Update: The video Cathy tried to put in comment:
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It’s quiet…too quiet
I love state fairs. I still remember my first state fair in the way back in North Carolina. I think that’s where I was introduced to my first foot long hot dog and on another occasion a corn dog. For the past 5 years or so, every time the Tennessee Valley Fair was here and my family was going, I was either in Los Angeles or just too consumed with deadlines to join them. This is crunch week on a project that must show great results. Tonight is the night the grandparents wanted to take the kids to the fair. I just had to say no. The funny thing is the decibel level in our house runs so consistently high that until you are alone in the house, it is hard to appreciate just how noisy we are. My ears feel like they are filled with cotton. This is almost too quiet to work!
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Evan’s First Homework Assignment
This went to school with Evan this morning. Actually, was supposed to. It got to school when Evan was picked up. Still on time though!
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How bad can Monday be?
You know Monday is going to be rough when thinking about it on Sunday upsets your stomach.
