Where the hell can a pair of glasses run off to on their own?
Whats //bad// about the contacts is that I normally have dry eyes, but i've got a sinus cold at the same time, so the medicine for that, makes me even dryer than normal. So I have about a week to find them, or i'm gonna be forced to either tough it out with contacts (I'm assured they get easier to wear) or we'll have to cough up money for glasses. If i'm gonna cough up money, we'll be going to like walmart and taking thier 99 dollar deal, cause we can't afford the 500-700 dollars my total glasses end up costing.
Wonder if the lenscrafters is having a deal too...
RIght now, i'm in the acuvue oasys, and have a prescription for the acuvue 2 advanced. Any contact lens wearers out there have suggestions for lenses for dry eyes?
put them down somewhere and I can't find them and once dark falls my sun glasses are gonna be pretty useless. They couldn't fit me in at the eyeplace for a contact lens fitting, but they will tomorrow morning, because I can't see without my glasses at all. And it won't cost us an arm and a leg too bad. Just maybe a few toes.
Damned if I can //find// them though. WTF? I haven't lost glasses since I was a kid!
My first attempt with Fondant. It's made for a group of folks I know and have a lot of fun with. Yes, that's the heroes eclipse from TV as well and the RNA strand symbol. All said and done, total probably of 6 hours or so on this cake, the fondant, coloring it, rolling it, baking the cake and trimming, but god, it's so good looking. Yeah, any baker would look and turn up their nose, but, It's my first try and i'm sure they didn't get it perfect the first try. That and black fondant picks up everything (no, that's NOT stars) But i'm satisfied and can't wait to eat it tomorrow. Hooray for me!
Next, cupcakes with cardinals on them and a little something else I promised someone i'd try and make for them. I will have perfect this come christmas.
Next, cupcakes with cardinals on them and a little something else I promised someone i'd try and make for them. I will have perfect this come christmas.
- Mood:Elated
Yes, I know how to bake, I bake often.
But this time, I'm making it with fondant. The goal? An iron man cake. Round, with the costume's face on the top and his name around the sides. This weekend is step one. Mastering the art of marshmallow fondant. I'll make the face from this as well. I have until december 22nd, to get ready to make this cake for him.
I can do this, and I will do this.
Do you think a 6 year old will appreciate the cake? Or am I kidding myself and he'll just want craploads of frosting on his cake so he dig his fingers in.
Twilight panties. Two pairs. Twitards and "pattison panties" Replete with "edward cullens lips" lining the inside of the crotch.
twitarded.blogspot.com/2009/10/pattinson-p
Though lots of testing - especially in light of you know, a blood test stating NOT PREGNANT - What they came up with was...
( Medical stuff below. Don't read if you don't want to know. )
Which I did, since i'm at the school every day actually. Helping out the teacher and bringing a bit of calm to the kidlet.
He's having some behavioral issues, that have calmed down on the playground (unstructured time) but in the class, we're having issues. They USED to say that they thought it might be ADD ADHD, but have since taken that off the table after one counselor came through and went "Has no one paid attention to his speech...."
Right now, we're looking at probably, that my son is a high functioning autistic. He never went to pre-school and any and all speech issues that were brought up were when we were in the military and he wasn't old enough for testing at the time. But they're gonna test him, and we'll see how it goes, but they're forging ahead with treating his behavior as if he is.
Which seems to be working and i'm enjoying being in the class since it gives me a more hands on look at what he needs to work on at home.
Should see him do math though! My god! But his report card was given to us today. B-B+ equivalent round about. Awesome Possum. I'm so proud. He's outstanding (A) in so much stuff. This friday, he gets a "most improved student" award at assembly and i'll be there with the camera since the husband has a meeting at too soon before the assembly.
He lost his two bottom teeth too. I'll be taking pictures and putting them up. He's been so happy to loose them, the second one took forever, he'd wiggle it every day and make me try to tug it. Nope, no go. Aww man, and away he'd go. He even tried eating apples to make it stick like in the one sight reading book he took home one day.
He was bumblebee from transformers for halloween and after an hour and a half, said he'd had enough and wanted to come home. Proceeded to sort his loot, have 4 pieces and in the morning, grill us about what we'd taken from his stash. So cute.
Another post later, I need to eat my dinner.
I've only seen the red track suit more than once.
Tonight alone so far, the count is up to three. Black and red, teal and white/black and brown and peach. I seriously wonder how many. The costume department must have SCOURED.
I did for shits and giggles.
Take note of the sheer amount of product endorsement/placement that woman does. Dior, Campani (a champagne?) Dr. Dre's new line of headsets - of which she is a designers as well - ) the list goes on.
one music video, the whole first minute and change is all shot with this bottle of champagne always within the shot.
I'll be happy. But damn, if I am...this on again off again nausea is not very fun. It's not quite how I remember but then again, it was over 5 years ago I was last pregnant.
and I wanted orange juice so bad last night. The one time we don't have OJ and I wanted it.
:flits off to kick the kids butt for school:
To quote the late Bernie Mac in oceans 13. " 'Nuff said"
The mommy marathon differs from other marathons in that it doesn't have a finish line, I'm afraid."
so.
True.
It was playing fetch last night. We have this furry mouse, that makes mouse sounds when you touch it. It came off it's string, so instead, kitty baby (The cat formerly known as Knight) cart it around, throws it around and generally otherwise plays with it.
I started snagging it and throwing it. he's RACE after it. bat it around, laze about, I turned away. Suddenly there's the sqeaking sound behindmy chair.
He brought it to the chair and backed off and was waiting. So I threw the mouse again. Same deal, bat, play, cart it back and dump it in front of me. Twice he even dropped it in my hand.
This same cat, adores it when you toss the mice into the bathtub so he can bat it around and for twenty minutes all you hear is thump thump thump. Or he'll sit between the shower curtain and the liner while you take a shower and bat at the spray. follows me everywhere, and just.. god, he acts like a dog.
well, the good news? He's being put for a good chunk of the day into a class that is filled with english speaking students as opposed to the classroom full of spanish speaking students he's in.
See, I know it's probably very rude of me to think and to hold this opinion, but, I do. The opinion is that, your in USA. Why are your kids going to school not knowing english? Why then does my kid have to sit there while your kid gets instructions in spanish first and then english. His english is already a little garbbled because I talk too fast. he comprehends better than he speaks.
He's like one of two non latino kids in the class. So i'm happy about this. I really am. Even in canada, there's expectation that you will be taught english and then french is a class within your day. Two official languages but only in quebec do you have "french" schools and english schools and the two are very much separate.
However, he doesn't sit on the carpet without touching other kids on like the shoulder (by thier rules, that's a violation of the code of conduct) he refuses to write his name (gee, like he hasn't been doing that for months. Refusing that is) and he's chasing, touching and apparently pushing other kids in the playground. The pushing thing is new for us, something he's just started the past month.
All in all there's a few other things. She acknowledged that he's whip crack smart but he's just choosing not to do it. They're giving him 6 weeks and then bringing in a school psychologist to "evaluate him" I'm waiting for them to invoke the R word (ritalin)
Really, we don't know what to do to motivate him. We've seen him write his name when he wants to, I got him to do part of his homework today but then he pushed it away when he'd had enough and he's now in his room since he won't do it. How the hell do we motivate him? Positive re-enforcement isn't working and i'm trying not to yell at him or any thing else that's negative attention (short of sending him to his room) since that will turn him off of doing his homework. And no, I won't do his homework for him. Blargh, day 2 and i'm already feeling like a terrible mother.
oh and the lunch thing. He's been telling them he doesn't have a lunch. They don't think to check his bag. But the teacher was informed, and they're not charging us for the two days of meals he got and she knows better now that he has his own lunch.
Still need to find out about this lunch thing, four other kids were bringing thier own lunches. I'll have to go to the office and ask, the teacher doesn't come out until right as the bell rings and deals with only the kids.
Still not overly thrilled that she talks in spanish first to the kids and then english.
It hurts to put weight on it, but there's no broken bits, no grinding and such. Hubby and I of the same thoughts that either it's fracture, or it's just badly bruised and the like and will take more than a few days to heal. Meanwhile, we've buddy taped it to my middle toe and i'm limping everywhere. We're giving it a week toill we decide whether to cough up the money to go tot he doctor or not. They'll just tape it up regardless.
It made the plane travel all the more infuriating at times becuase either way I needed to elevate my foot when I was sitting. In memphis, well, a waitress didn't much give a flying ass and made me move to a two seater because "potential large groups could be arriving and they needed to keep the tables open. This waitress also gave me my food bill before I even got my drink and when my burger was a nice glaring shade of red/pink, took it back to the cook who just //nuked// my plate and brought it back out to me within a few minutes.
How do I know? Cause my tomato and lettuce were piping hot, and my bites taken out of my burger were still there. If i'm paying like 15 bucks for a burger, sorry, you get me a new fucking burger, you don't //nuke// the fucking thing. When she came around again, i pointed it out and asked for a new burger, she just brought me my bill instead, with the burger taken off. She said they wouldn't be doing that. What the hell people? Mississippi customer service my month there has been severely lacking.
was. not. happy.
and my plane was delayed, big time. theyw ere having engine issues and when we should have been boarding, it was just leaving Denver. So I missed my connection but through finagling and smart airline workers, they made sure I got my upgraded seats. Looked like for a while I wasn't. FIL tried to pay for upgraded seats for the first flight but, there wasn't upgrades. So i'm still holding onto the money.
But I got home at 11 pm, and hubby was waiting with mc donalds. Andrew was so happy to see his dad ( he ran yelling his name) and I was just glad to be home. Don't get me wrong, god bless my mother in law and father in law and i'd have stayed longer to help out but, the kid had school. That will be another post, but needless to say, I bonded big time with my MIL and i was happy to have helped them through the really tough time. She can get back to healthy the rest of the way! GO GILLIAN!
It was all good, really, till he sat at a table that wasn't his spot. There were names where the kids were to sit and his was next table over. I pointed it out and ... all hell broke loose. Took us ten minutes to get him in, he missed story time, but eventually I just picked him up, deposited him on the carpet with the other kids and walked out while he pouted. And we left, like the teachers aide suggested.
Cue me going home, gerry going to work. I had TONS of stuff that I could have been doing. Instead I caught up on true blood and... feel incredibly sad that my house was so quiet. Seriously.
But I went to pick him up and... the teachers aide brought him out. seems he //tied// his shoelaces together when he was putting them on. But he was all happy and thrilled and ate his goldfish on the way home. Seems they feed them lunch, they don't eat packed lunches ( and I have to go see how much this costs) I think my peeve with THAT is that... when I asked if there were any school supplies, fee's etc etc I was told that they have everything and cover everything.
And yet, there's something about 2 dollars for lunch, and they need this and this.
And his homework, well, he did it, after a few hours of me hounding him. But i'm confidant tomorrow will be better and we won't have a repeat of this morning. Though he kept telling me the Ms. Johnson helped him with his backpack.
I didn't cry once. But damn... damn, he's going to school.
"Today i'm having... a pretty good day"
Let us hope, for a very good night.
I'd //seen// the blurbs about this somewhere, and had wondered where in hell one might buy it.
Red Shirt Cologne: Because Tomorrow Might Never Come.
yup, star trek cologne. I am dying of curiosity
The church ladies take me to the grocery store when I need it. One accidentally insulted me, I think, without really knowing. She told me that it was a shame that my MIL didn't have any daughters to take care of her. Women need daughters to take care of them since men always work.
I jsut kinda sat looking at her and shut up my mouth. Cause, I extended my stay to help out, and the wife of my brother in law is coming up to take over the day before I go. So, you know, I have to say, yeah, she may not have blood daughters, but I have to think that me and Jenny are doing right by Gillian and Garth.
I just find it funny.
I'm dying to eat out at a real restaurant. With Gillian coming home monday, Garth will be able to get takeout at crawdads and i'llbe able to cook for more than one person.
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