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Monday, June 28, 2004

Crazy Event #12 

I was out today and ran into these two moms I knew from my Playland days. Well technically I knew them before Playland because I met them one day at the park 2 summers ago. And then again when I was working at Playland.

Anyway, these two moms apparently are inseparable. I have only once seen one without the other. And, no, they aren't sisters. They each have three kids. So the total is 6 and the oldest is 8, the youngest 1.

Anyway, I ran into them today and one (the one who's name I can NEVER remember) came up to me first and said.

"Hi, so you're a celebrity now!"

(hu)

"I saw you on TV."

Really. Wow. She pointed out that I had cut my hair since then. I was just surprised that they were still even thinking about my 15 second spot on the news.

Later the other mom came up and mentioned it too. She said she saw me on the 'Gimmie the Mike' commercial and that she knew I looked familiar. Took her a while to place me.

How weird is that?

See, I wasn't in that commercial. Apparently it was my evil twin at work again. I didn't point out their mistake. I wouldn't want them to feel stupid.




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Sunday, June 27, 2004

Birthday Sex... 

is the best kind of sex. ;-)


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Too Much 

My sister-in-law is best friends with the adulterous whore and has been staying with her most of the month. She's leaving on Tuesday though. Heading back to Alaska so she is staying with us this weekend to get some time in with us before she leaves also to finish up a few last minute things before she takes off.

For one Shawn has agreed to work on the AW's (adulterous whore) computer. I don't know how much this really bugs me. There's part of me that wants to say no. No you can't work on her computer. It can't be in my house and you may not even think her name! But mostly I think that's just spiteful. So her computer is here and Shawn has not been working on it for the better part of the month. But with Maria leaving soon it needs to get done because, by God, he is NOT going to take it over to AW's house himself. That is where I would put my foot down!

One other last minute thing is laundry. See AW lives in an apartment and the laundry there cost quarters to do. So I offered to let Sister-in-law do her laundry here since it's basically free. Last night she finally took me up on the offer. The thing of it was there were a few pieces of maternity clothing (sis-in-law isn't pregnant, but AW is) and some littler articles of clothing that obviously belong to AW's 6 year old daughter.

This bothered me. Am I justified in being bothered by this? I don't begrudge anyone free laundry but c'mon! First my husband and now my laundry! LOL I kept my mouth shut and pretended not to notice. I'm so not one to make waves. *sigh*

I also had to drive to AW's apartment and pick up Maria. And I got a dirty look from Shawn because instead of getting out of the car to knock on the door or allowing him to do so I blared my horn 5 times from the front of the two story building.

So that was my birthday. Not only did I not get to have my long awaited gathering of friends I got to got to AW's house and then stew over the fact that her computer and her laundry were both in my house. I love my sister-in-law but I can't wait until she is gone and I don't have think about AW on a daily basis.


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Friday, June 25, 2004

Scratch That 

Well the spots aren't chicken pox. I suspected they weren't when they never got clear blisters and crusted over. Instead they have tiny little dots like 'white heads' and they go straight from that to a tiny scab. Also Kathrynn has broken out in them now and she had chicken pox already before.

So armed with that evidence I took the kids to the pediatrician yesterday. He agrees. They are not chicken pox. And he doesn't know what they are either. He said though that because he doesn't know what they are we should treat for scabies. This logic is lost on me. Yeah, my kid is covered in an itchy red unknown rash why don't I slather him with a highly toxic pesticide from the neck down, just in case.

I don't think so.

I'm planning to take them to the health department today and get their opinion before I go the pesticide rout.

Well at least that was the plan before last night when my car decided it's not going to start anymore. We thought it was just the battery but CV came over and helped us try to jump it to no avail. And he was nice enough to give Shawn a ride to work.

I need to get to the bank somehow today and deposit Shawn's check. My sister was in the hospital last night and I had 2 of her kids over again. I think it's going to take at least a week for my house to recover from all the kids.

And to top it all off I have PINK EYE!!

Lets see...

plague
pestilence
boils
famine
anything else, God? Haven't seen any frogs yet!

Anyway, sorry to say all plans for tomorrow are canceled. Sorry about the horribly late notice. :-( It seems that each time I decided to go ahead and have the barbecue despite the obstacles 'someone' threw me another. So before my house gets swept away in a giant tornado I guess I give up. LOL

Sorry. Hope I didn't screw up all of your plans.

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Wednesday, June 23, 2004

Don't Talk to Strangers 

Yesterday as I walked into Winco I heard "Hey, that's Katie!" Naturally I stopped. A woman, slightly older than myself who looked vuegly familiar said "Hi, how have you been?" to me. She then said to her mother "You remember Katie don't you? Kathy Morgan's daughter." Her mother replied, "Oh, my it's been about 20 years!"

Please understand I'm only 26!

So I spent a few awkward minute 'catching' up with two people I wouldn't know from Adam (err, Eve?) and hadn't seen since I was in grade school. The daughter even asked if I remembered her to which I replied yes. I lied. I had already gotten too deep in to admit that I had no idea who she was. She obviously knew me. Knew me by name, knew my parents and my sister. I couldn't let her feel bad by letting her know she hadn't made as much of an impression on me.

We talked about safe things, my mom, my sister, kids and such. Then I went on with my shopping assuring her I would tell everyone she said Hi. Luckily, I guess, she told me her name was Ann.

As I walked through the store I was reflecting on the incident.

It happens often enough. I'm really bad at remembering people's names, faces, or anything about them really. But as Ann said my face hasn't changed in 20 years so people seem to remember me easily. And I have a really hard time making people feel uncomfortable. So when people recognize me I always pretend I know who they are and at the same time I would NEVER put someone on the spot by saying "Hi, I haven't seen you in 20 years do you remember me."

That's what I though about while I walked through the store. I would never even thing to go up to someone I thought I knew once upon a time and say hi. Even if we had been friends at one time or if they were a relative of a friend or something.

I don't know if it's so much to avoid putting people on the spot or because I have this huge fear that they will look at me and say "I don't know who the hell you are, go away!" but I guess I have a strict inner policy of not talking to people who don't talk to me first.

I imagine that at some point this has caused people to think I'm a snob. I remember the first time I started working at Fred Meyer. I was working in the same department as a girl I had gone to high school with and had played soccer with when I was 10. After several months of working together and slowly becoming acquainted again she confided in me that she was glad we were becoming friends because she had always thought I was kind of a snob.

Hu?

I was completely taken aback because if there was one thing I had NEVER considered myself it was a snob. The fact was I had such low self esteem and didn't talk to people so much that apparently people (or at least one person) thought I felt I was too good for them.

Weird how life goes...

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Tuesday, June 22, 2004

A Pox on My House 

The kids and I decided to make yet another sojourn to the mini-pool at Howard Amon Park today. It was sweltering and 16 inches of urine-contaminated water seemed like the perfect solution.

We bypassed the big play structure and went straight for the pool, which was damn crowded. I slathered some sunscreen on Kathrynn and sent her on her way to the pool then I convinced Aiden he too needed sunscreen. I lifted off his shirt and what did I find?

SPOTS!

Lots of spots. All over his chest. I put his shirt back on and had to pull Kathrynn out of the pool after only about 5 minutes because I felt morally obligated not to pass Chicken Pox on to all the little kids playing there.

I'm not actually 100% certain that it is in fact chicken pox. But as the evening has progressed and more and more have surfaced I'm becoming increasingly convinced.

I HOPE it's chicken pox! That would be one less 'extremely dangerous, life threatening, vaccine preventable' disease for my pediatrician to harass me about at our upcoming 4-year check-up.

He hasn't had a fever today and he seems fine. He's barely even itching. But after a very lengthy internet search (don't you love the internet?) I'm pretty sure it's either chicken pox or some other random viral thing. I know what it's NOT. It's not measles, it's not small pox, it's not scabies, and it's not molluscum.

I don't know what this means for my get-together this weekend. I'm assuming most people have a) had it, b) been vaccinated against it, or c) would prefer to be exposed to it. So I will probably still have the BBQ and just assume people won't come if they don't want the exposure. That is unless Aiden is miserable.





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Refinishing Rampage 

It all stated with a chair. My sister went to a yard sale and ended up with a really crappy ugly chair for free. And these 'room darkening' curtains, which were really just upholstery fabric with a rod-pocket sewn in. And, an idea was born. The decision was made to re-upholster the yucky chair with the blue fabric. It might have been my idea or it could have been my sisters. Who knows we're not keeping score.

Turns out that the chair was only held together with 8 bolts. Eight easy to loosen bolts which were quickly dismantled leaving a previously ugly chair an equally ugly pile of it's parts.

We located a staple gun, scissors, and a hammer and we were off! The upholstering went smoothly but we quickly realized that there wasn't really enough fabric. So my sister rushed off to the fabric store to make the first investment of money into the project. We agreed in advance that the odds of matching the fabric were slim to none (heavy on the none) so any non-clashing blue fabric would work.

I worked while she was gone. She returned shortly with 2 yards of a dark blue with smaller medium blue triangles. It was a good match. I worked on the project until I had to go home and get my husband off to work. Then I went back over for more. I was obsessed and couldn't stay away.

I was there stapling and hammering away until the late hours of evening. At which my sister-in-law (who was giving me a ride home) put her foot down and said it was time to go. I had reached an impasse anyway and decided things would be clearer the next day.

Early the next morning I was back and finished up shortly. The chair is two tones of blue and it looks awesome! I wish we had taken before and after pics. Although technically it's not finished. My sister's part was to sew the new cover for the seat and she hasn't yet. It's mighty frustrating for me.

But that's not the end of the story.

I also have an ugly couch. It's been in my backyard since we moved in. At one point I had tried to sell it with a denim slipcover but was only able to sell the slipcover. Saturday I got ambitious and bought fabric to cover the couch. A cool dark blue with olive green and purple zigzags. That night I was once again a re-upholstering maniac. Until 2 am I was out there. This couch is a whole different can of worms. No bolts to render this thing pieces. This involves instead, tucking and tugging. I went steadily until I ran out of fabric. I knew I should have bought 2 more yards! With two more yards I would be home free. Then Shawn and I got into a discussion about wasting money, which leaves me short on fabric and unable, to justify buying more this week. Seeing as we already have more couches than we need and no logical place to put this one.

Last night I had the need again. There was this really bad particleboard TV stand in our back yard when we moved in. Back by the shed. It's seen more than it's share of rain and really needed to be thrown away. The doors were off, the shelves were coming unglued. It was a mess. I had eyed it before wondering if it could be saved but decided it was too far gone and was just waiting until felt like taking it apart and putting it in the garbage can.

Last night I looked at it through new eyes. I dragged it to the patio and wiped it down, took it apart and sanded it some. I thought I might paint it the same atrocious pink/purple that I did the kids bunk bed but unfortunately that can of paint is in the trunk of the car, which Shawn had taken to work. So instead it got two coats of white Semi-gloss, which is really more for walls and less for furniture.

If I had been smart and logical I would have waited until today to try to put the thing back together. But as you know I'm neither of these. So instead I put it back together last night. The fresh paint got dinged in several places. But I can touch those up.

I added some knobs to the doors because they don't really open right otherwise. And now I have a TV stand for the playroom. Now, all I need is a TV!

Stop me before I refinish again!!!

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Tuesday, June 15, 2004

The UnBirthday Party 

I'm having a get together on the 26th. Purely by coincidence this is also my birthday. But it's not a Birthday Party. I really just want to have a barbeque so people can come over and I can gloat over my big, shady, backyard. :)

So the plan basically is to barbecue some kind of meat, (probably several assorted kinds of meat in fact) drink some alcoholic beverages, and hang out. There will probably also be some kinds of salads or something and a desert like strawberry shortcake. You're envious of my event planning skills, aren't you? ;-)

I think about 6pm will work. Bring the kids because otherwise my kids will get bored. I can set up the DDR game for people who want to do that. I honestly have no idea what else to do. If you have any great ideas let me know.

Anyway, consider yourself invited. If you want to come email me and I can give you directions. :-) If you already know where I live email me anyway so that I can have a rough head count.



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Sunday, June 13, 2004

E.R. 

Unfortunately not just the T.V. show. :-(

Last night I broke down and took Aiden to the E.R. I tried to avoid it but his temp was 104.8 and the kid had a febrile seizure when he was 1. They had to give him Tylenol suppositories to bring his fever down. Which he didn't like one bit.

I got a long lecture from the doctor about how I'm THE MOM and need to make him take medicine even when he doesn't want to. Apparently she doesn't understand the magnitude of Aiden. She also lectured me more than anyone ever has about not vaccinating.

The nice male nurse asked me if he would take chewables. I said he could try but that I have never been able to get him to take them. So he explained to Aiden that if he didn't want more medicine in his butt he would have to eat the pills. And Aiden ate all three perfectly willingly. Made me feel like a big dork!

But his fever went down and he was a whole different kid. We walked out les than two hours after we came in and Aiden thanked everyone on the way out.

All's well that ends well I guess. :-)

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Friday, June 11, 2004

Sick Kids 

My kids both came down sick today with upset stomachs. Aiden also has a 101.6 degree temperature but Kathrynn has the chills. What this means is one is roasting while the other is freezing and I can't seem to keep the room cool enough for one and warm enough for the other!

Erin's daughter was just in the hospital because she had a yucky bug and got dehydrated so that has me a bit freaked. I really don't want to have to venture to the hospital with Aiden. Not after the WIC fiasco of last week.

And we're supposed to be having company both Saturday and Sunday this weekend. I really hope it's just a 24 hour bug.

*sigh*

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Thursday, June 10, 2004

The Curse of the Early Bird 

Just 10 minutes ago Kathrynn informed me that she was planning to stay up all night! She said this in a rebellious tone as if I generally make her go to bed against her will. Understand, please that my kids have always gone to sleep whenever they wanted to. So, she tells me she's staying up all night and all day tomorrow. I say "feel free".

I just checked and she's asleep in my bed. :-)


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Edu.Mat.Fair 

That's what it said on my calendar today. It's my horrible abbreviation for the Used Educational Materials Fair I attended today. My mom gave me $40 to spend and I did. All but the last dollar. I would have spent that too but one lady 'accidentally' gave me the wrong change. Instead of a quarter, 2 dimes and a nickel she gave me a quarter ONE dime, a nickel and a penny! The bitch! Scammin' me out of 9 cents!!! Grrr... I could have spent the other 75 cent. I could have easily. But I had SO MUCH STUFF already that I decided not to be a glutton.

Hard to say what the best buy of the day was. The first box of Bob books for a dollar, A large talking 'Scoop' toy with Bob the builder for a dollar, a double set of pattern blocks with the sheets to use with them for seven dollars, Or the flying blades of death for only 25 cents!

I can't believe they can even sell these toys in this country! They're like helicopter blades on a straw and when you rub them between your hands they fly. They are way cool. Dave got one and my kids loved it so when I saw them on a table for only a quarter I had to get some. But I think Dave's is higher quality because I don't remember it being quite so sharp! These things have serrated edges I swear! and because kids are short they always seem to be flying them directly into my face. Ahh the joy.

By my calculations the U.E.M.Fair was a huge success. I hope the people who sold stuff thought so because they definitely need to do that every year. :)

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More Quizzes to Confuse Y'all 

I took a few more quizzilla quizzes today thanks to some major linking going on over at Gillian's blog. A lot of the predictable 'innocent, childlike, happy person" crap I'm used to getting there. Plus a little extra weirdness to throw that all off. Here. You decide...

2
You're Element is Earth. You like plants and
flowers and have a very natural looking beauty.
You are a very innocent and maybe naive person
but it's only the erks in this world that take
advantage of you because you are a jewel in
this world of rocks. You have many friends and
they all enjoy you as much as you do them. You
are skilled with your hands and would be able
to last in a more remote home.


What's Your Element(girls)? (PICTURES)
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warrior
Your a Guardian Angel! Guardian Angels are also
knows as Warrior Angels, because they are the
army of God. Not always meaning that they are
in war, simply that their job is to protect
unwary humans from dark dragons, or other evil
demons. Warrior Angels are not always friendly
with humans, but they will watch over them all
the time. Humans say that when a miracle
happens, thank your guardian angel.


What Kind of ANGEL are you? (For Girls only) This Quiz has amazingly Beautiful Pictures!
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GIRLY GIRL - Clever Kitty
A GIRLY-GIRL. You dont have a lot of self-esteem
and people are always bringing you down for
being sad. What do they know, anyway? You feel
like youre too mature for your age and are
frustrated by the trend-followers who refuse to
accept you because youre not like them.

Your virtues: Intelligence, understanding nature,
modesty.

Your flaws: Lack of social life, inferiority
complex, timidity..



You might like this game, but maybe it's not your
thing. Take a look anyway if you are
curious:

www.life-blood.vze.com


What kind of girl are you?
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HASH(0x8a8d2dc)
You have a Lost Soul. No one is really sure what
that can always mean, because it can be defined
in many ways. As Legend goes, lost souls were
the spirits of passed away people who are
neither in heaven nor hell. They walk the
earth, brooding mysteriously, always appearing
when you expect it least. So hence, if you have
a Lost Soul, then you are probably very
insecure and shy. Stuck in your own little box,
you watch the world fly by as a loner. You dont
know your place. You seemingly dont have a
place in society or an interest. You are a very
capricious person, and are confused and
frustrated about where you belong. You crave
for the sense and feeling of home-but have not
obtained it yet.


What Kind of SOUL do you posses? (For Girls only) Incredible Anime Pictures!
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Since I got these off of Gillian's blog I want to say a few words about her. First of all she remands me way too much of me when I was 9. WAY TOO MUCH! LOL And then I read the results of her quizzes and realize she reminds me even MORE of me. Brought back all kinds of memories of my childhood.

Now my quizzes say childlike and trusting and innocent where as back then they would have said jaded, cynical, and apathetic. It's like I did things backwards. :)

P.S. In case I don't know you at all in real life, The Guardian Angel above, that's EXACTLY what I look like! Exactly.

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Tuesday, June 08, 2004

How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?... 

Ha! Sorry I just had to use it. My sister-in-law, Maria (hence the title) is in town. She lives in Alaska and works as a teacher in a small native village there called Kongkiganack (or something like that) they call it Kong for short.

She came over Saturday (no, she's not staying with us while she's here for a month, she's staying with "The Adulterous Whore" which makes everything a little tricky) and got in a big fight with Shawn over Politics, of all stupid things, and he stormed out of the house and was gone until 9 the next morning. SO FUN!

Sunday things got straightened out though and she ended up staying the night here. We played cribbage and drank Mike's Hard Lemonade.

My weekend got a little screwed up because Saturday is my night that I get to spend with Shawn. And instead he was at the park fuming while I was up all night worried. He works nights all week so weekends are the only time that we usually have to "reconnect". So, Sunday playing cribbage I mentioned this to him only in less vague terms. I think the mention of sex in from of his sister embarrassed him. He adamantly refused to have sex while his sister was in the house ON A WHOLE OTHER FLOOR! Whatever! The first time we EVER had sex she caught us!

So I played cribbage until I was dead tired and then went to sleep. And within 10 minutes there he was! With Maria just one room away! I don't understand that man!

Silence can be fun though... ;-)


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Richland Kicks Kennewicks ASS!! 

There are so many reasons I like Richland better than Kennewick. Too many to list here. Today I found a new one.

Money's really tight right now. Really tight because moving was expensive and set us behind about a paycheck so we're recovering. By Friday we should be back on track but until then we had no food and no money (did I tell you they cancelled our food stamps without giving us any notification completely screwing up my food budget for the month?)

So this morning I went to the food bank. Holy Crap! I got a ton of food. And Good food too (wow, there's a lot of O's in that sentence, err, sentence fragment).

I had gone to the Kennewick food bank a few times when money was short and you're always grateful for what you get but frankly you just didn't get much there.

I guess there must just be more poor people in Kennewick so they have less people donating and more people to serve.

Anyway, once again Richland comes out on top. I even got a bag of Spudnut Cinnamon Rolls!!! How much ass does that kick on a lousy Monday morning?

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Lasagna 

I made lasagna tonight. I don't make lasagna. In fact I'm pretty sure that this is the only time I have EVER made lasagna. Because lasagna is a big production and if it takes more than two steps or one hour I DO NOT make it.

But I had lasagna noodles and there isn't a whole lot to do with them but make lasagna and I found out that supposedly you can make lasagna in the crock pot. SO I figured I would try it. If it turned out good I could put it up on the Cheap Ass Gourmet.

You may notice it's not there.

It was NASTY!!

I guess it got cooked too long. But I only cooked it 6 hours and the recipes online all said 6-8 hours. But the noodles were like snot. Slimy globs of snot. The flavor wasn't bad but the texture, OH MY GOD!

Some of the recipes online called for the special no-boil noodles but others didn't. Maybe that was my error. Maybe it was a given to use those noodles and I just didn't catch it. Something was definitely WRONG!

Shawn and I choked ours down and the kids had some cold chicken from the fridge instead.

Oh well. Sometimes you have to lose I guess.

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Monday, June 07, 2004

WIC: The Return 

I'm sure you're all waiting with bated breath to hear how our rescheduled WIC appointment went.

It was better. I talked to them ahead of time and told them we would come in early and just hang out for a bit. And that if we could have a couple minutes alone in the room before the lady came back that might help.

As it worked out we didn't get there as early as I had hoped and Aiden really didn't want to go in the building. But the lady (Ann, maybe, or some Ann variation perhaps like Anne, Annie, or something) was nice and helpful. She came out and read books with Aiden a little before hand. She let us do the computer questions instead of taking him right back and weighing him. She let me hold him in my arms and get weighed and then subtracted me, which the other worker on Friday had told me they couldn't do. She didn't bother with the height, and she did prick his toe and make him cry but then she let him go watch a movie in the lobby and not be around her anymore.

She didn't bat an eye that he wasn't vaccinated. Which really did surprise me. And in the end we got our WIC checks so all was well. And the best news of all... we don't have to go back there for 2 more months!! And they don't have to weigh, or measure, or take his blood again until October (or November, I forget) maybe by then he will be older. ;-)

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Friday, June 04, 2004

He's His Father's Son! 

I decided that it was time to go back on WIC. WIC is a decent dairy laden program with only small hoops to jump through with a big payout. OK it's more milk than any human could (or SHOULD) consume in a month but the cheese alone (damn cheese can be expensive!) is pretty much worth it. And you all know how I feel about cheese!

Since I feel that the Richland office is a kinder friendlier place than the Kennewick office (where they told my Aiden would die because I nursed Kathrynn while I was pregnant with him, and then told me that both he AND I would die since I was having a home birth!) and I live in Richland now, I decided to take a chance.

My biggest concern was that Aiden is completely unvaccinated. I've actually been amazed the two times he's been in the hospital that the nurses hardly batted an eye at that fact. But my pediatrician thinks I'm neglectful and I know WIC is affiliated with the heath department and not surprisingly they are big on vaccination. Duh!

So I walked in prepared to defend myself. Or at least to not look too much like an uneducated neglectful mother who would be easily persuaded to vaccinate. I was ready to face them.

What I wasn't ready for though was Aiden!! Holy Crap! He did NOT want to be there. He wouldn't even go in the door. Honestly, it's beyond me why he behaved SO oddly. He'd never been to this building before. But he was shaking and 'bighting his nails' in mock horror. Well, it was real horror but that's the comical dramatic why he's decided to express horror.

When they called us back (we were the first appointment of the day) we met Rosie and Rosie was nice. But Aiden refused to stay in the room. After dragging him back in a couple times we tried to get him to stand on the scale. No go. So she said we'd try the baby seat scale. Not going to happen. Literally with two of us we couldn't wrestle him into it. So we went to the measuring thing on the wall. Nope. So, the lying down measuring apparatus. For one thing he was too tall, for another he was too strong. Man that boy is strong!

She was just trying to weigh and measure him. She mentioned that she would also have to test his iron (that means blood). I laughed. Rosie called for reinforcements. Beatrice came in and tried everything we had tried. Bribes, cajoling, distracting, and a firm voice. Nothing worked. After about 15 minutes and almost ever staffer in the office trying every trick in the book they sent me to the lobby saying that he was probably just reacting to me. LOL

They lasted about 2 minutes before he 'got away' and came to find me. They said I needed to explain the situation with him and make him understand how important it was to get the stuff they needed. Hello, this is Aiden.

So we went to the lobby and I got him smiling again asking him how big he was and if he was 3 inches tall. They gave him a stuffed peach toy, which he liked. Eventually he seemed to want to go back in or at least he seemed willing. We went in and there were 5 women in there speaking loudly to him and trying to touch him and make him do things. So again nothing worked.

After a total of a half hour we gave up because the next appointment was there and our time was up. We rescheduled for Monday. I don't know what will be different Monday but I hope something is because I just found out that they cancelled our food stamps (we're rich now you know), which totally screwed up my budget for the month.

I was very frustrated and sweaty leaving the WIC office. I have two plans for Monday. Take Kathrynn (it might help if she steps on the scale and he sees her, but even if it doesn't the WIC people will see that I have one 'normal' child and Aiden's insanity is not due to really bad parenting) and possibly a bag of Hershey's kisses. :-)

Oh and the WIC office was my 'trial run' to see what I might expect from Aiden at the dentist. *sigh* Things are not looking good. :-(

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Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Ingenious! 

It's so nice to live in a house that was built in the 40's. It seems that they really knew how to build them back then. My old apartment was built in the 70's (guessing by the style and materials) and it was falling apart. Leaning where it shouldn't be leaning and scary stuff like that. In fact while I was there cleaning it up on Monday the people who live upstairs mentioned that the entire center of the apartment had 'dropped' about an inch in the last month leaving all of their door skewed and unable to close. Yikes! I mean as much as I like them I don't want to wake up one morning to find we are sharing a bedroom in a new single story building! Glad I moved.

This house on the other hand is solid. Yes the walls are thin and there are a couple creaky floor boards but over all it's withstood time amazingly well. Plus our old apartment was air conditioning dependant. It seemed in our apartment that you either had to have the heater or the air conditioner running all of the time. There were very few weeks out of the year when you could just open the windows (all 3 that opened) and hope for a breeze.

This house having been built before air conditioning (or at least before it was really common) has a zillion windows and they all open! and you can get a great cross breeze going and there's a big shade tree in the back to block the hottest sunshine during the day.

Don't get me wrong. We do have air conditioners, but we haven't even had to think about using them yet. And yesterday when we walked to the library with Dawn and got home and I was hot I came inside and it was nice and cool! I love that!

I know, 'Shut up about the house already'. But I'm in love! LOL


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