Category: Daily Life

Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.

  • Continual Beatings

    Noah just whalloped me in chess.

  • Well now…

    …that hurt.

  • Unusual Technical Images of Equipment Used in WWII

    For guy reasons I just can’t stop reading this site.

  • Sympathethic Calf Cramps

    So I wake at 12:30! I’m thrilled. I can get 5-6 hours of work in before the house activity starts!

    So at 3:30 I open my eyes and lie in bed listening to someone wandering about. Shortly later Amy wanders into the bedroom. It’s only natural that I want to stay in bed and keep her between Cathy and I for safety.

    A few minutes later I’m punished with a calf cramp that makes me want to scream.

    At 4:30 I rise to get to work. I’m particularly happy because the dog has chosen to stay in the bed with Amy and Cathy which should make Cathy very happy. I have this happy thought as I climb the stairs and by the last step the dog is behind me. I close the gate trapping her downstairs. She’ll punish me by spoiling the carpet I’m sure.

  • Archeology

    Cleaning is fun. I just found two unopened bottles (safety seals intact) of multivitamins on my desk that expired in March…

    of 2003.

  • Kids do the darnest things!

    I missed a photo opportunity of a lifetime this morning!

    As if a scene taken right out of a movie, Wierd Science perhaps?, one of the boys had his underwear on the outside of his sweatpants! When confronted on this his reply was “I didn’t know [they were on the outside]” but he quickly rectified the situation. I really don’t want to try to imagine why they ended up on the outside.

  • Blink goes the time!

    I’m up at 4:30 this morning; I blinked it was 5:30!

    TN Lottery has the Cash 4 drawing starting on April 17th.

  • Dinner Time

    Time to cook. Tonight: bacon, eggs, toast and crab legs.

    Resume programming in two hours.

  • I hate asking for help

    I’m so bad at asking for help. I’ll undergo unnecessary pain before asking for help. I’d give up limbs to others in need while refusing a bandaid from others for myself. The inability to ask for or graciously accept help must be my greatness weakness.

    I made strides today. I swallowed my pride, picked up the phone and began making phone calls to see if I can get on Medicaid or (the defunct) TennCare or something. Shoot. Maybe someone has a grant money that could come our way if we were to do some gestational diabetes study for them. The news seems to imply that if superstars give out $10k and $20k for the right sob story but you won’t catch my children spending the night with any of them. Anyone know a superstar needing a good tax rightoff?

  • In 15 days…

    …I must produce:
    a laughable sum of money to cover an absurd financial burden

    ps. Your referrals for web design and computer maintenance are much appreciated! I’m looking for real estate agents that want a professional website for only $65 per month plus some setup costs.

  • Home Deliveries are the Best

    I just got off the phone with the hospital. We are going to deliver the baby in the living room. Everyone is invited to watch!

  • Getting Organized

    A messy desk kills me. I haven’t seen the surface of my desk in a year. I’ve begun the great organization. Having discovered my floor yesterday has motivated me to do more.

    Dry erase addiction. I love to work with a dry erase board. I’m very visual so it helps in my teachings and presentations to draw and a dry erase board is just such a beautiful medium for planning.

    Do not automatic until the manual process works! A dry erase board also helps you work out processes that can later be automated. My database designs, business rules, etc all begin on dry erase.

    Yesterday I re-hung a dry erase board that had be tucked away in the garage. I instantly felt like a saved person!