Archive for July, 2005
I should have been packing all day today…did I? Not a chance. I did about 90 million other things…so, let’s talk about mny day, shall we? First, I wake up to the sounds of my darling other half puking his guts out in the bathroom…food posioning anyone? Then, I got my little darling up and he was in a cling-butt mood from the word go. I decided we were going to gymboree anyhoo. He needed to play, and I figured that it would change his latitude. THEN, I make the standard call to my family, and find out that my grandmother has broken both of her arms up by her shoulders after falling at a local grocery store. Fun, huh? Well, it gets better! I make some phone calls to the airline, and realize that the carriers we have for the cats aren’t going to work for travel. I’m beyond irritated that I have to buy new kennels. Argh!
Sooo, after making a Trader Joe’s run, I head out to PetSmart on McKinley. Didn’t feel like fighting Petco on Tyler. Just didn’t feel like that traffic. Not at all. So, at PetSmart, I ask an associate (name withheld to protect the terminally stupid and weird) if he knows anything about travel kennels for pets that are airline approved (knowing full well that the airlnes have specific requirements on things…) and where they would be. First, he takes me over to the cat section, and shows me ones with a top entry point, and tells me that it’s airline approved. ooooohhhhhkkkaaaayyy….whatever. This crate is also 6.00 more than the ones that I swear are airline approved without the top entry point! So, he gets paged and leaves me, and I call Northwest AND Becca, who has shipped cats, and confirmed that Yes, the ones with the top entry points are NOT allowed on planes. OK. I think that all pet store employees should have some guidelines as to what kennels are airline approved and what ones aren’t. yesh. BRAINS. So, I walk out of the store, my wallet 40.00 lighter because of the new kennels(that are DOG kennels and are hard on all sides.) and proceed to go home. Then, onthe way back, I remember the FOOD AND WATER DISHES! EEPERS! I have to go back tomorrow! I think I’ll go over to Petco this time and ask them about those dishes…I can’t deal with another set of dolts. Maybe I’ll take Isaac and let him see the puppies and kitties that Mill Creek has on display for adoption. It’s where we got our cats! Rescue cats rule.
But, I digress. I get home, and attempt to make dinner with a clingy baby and a sick “I’m dying” husband. that was fun.
and then I finally look around my house, and realize, that NO PACKING has gotten done today. Great. I have no clue where to even start, because Doug has some random system up to packing things. I think I may do my tchochkies tomorrow because it’s the easisest thing to do. I’m thinking of how fast we need to get this done, and I’m having panic attacks. The movers come on wed/thurs, the cats go out on Thurs, and we leave on Sunday. Holy cow
No rest for the wicked…I so need a nap. And someone to come and pack this whole house for me with some semblance of organization.
just a few thoughts before bed….
why does a bowl of ice cream taste better late at night?
and why are widgets on my mac more fun than even thinking of packing?
and why was it so hard to walk out of Sylvan yesteterday and realize that I wasn’t going to be working there anymore?
and most of all…why, when I break out my laptop, is my cat suddenly drawn to it like a bug to light?
I guess it’s just one of those days. I’m to the point where I’m sick of forms, stress and running around like a chicken with my head cut off. Today, I got up, called CSR, and then called Isaac’s new day care and played 20 questions. My finanical aid is ready, but I can’t get to it on line, because..guess what…my student ID number is MISSING! SO, calling CSR was mandatory. First, “what’s your hit question?” What? Hit question? I don’t remember what I even asked. I thought that they were supposed to ASK me the question and I was supposed to answer it. YESH. Oh, well. I got what I wanted.
THEN I took Isaac to Dr. Saleh for his 15 month check and a shot and a ppd test. What a pain. I love that office, but they’re covering for another doctor who is on vacation, so the office was busier than all get out. We’ve never waited this long! Then, Dr. Saleh agreed with me that Dr. Patel was off her rocker when she didn’t give Isaac the Varicella vaccine. At least he filled out all of the forms in good humor for Little Flower day care.
NOW, things are just getting in the swing of things for the move. I’m not really sure how all of this is going to play out, but oh, well. it will get done, things will come into play.
My last day at Sylvan Riverside was yesterday. Wow. It was hard to walk out the door, knowing I’ll never see some of my kids again, but never say never. Paige was crying, Jessica gave me a hug, and I had to go to Gymboree with Isaac to make sure that I was going to be ok. I’m worried about starting at a corporate ceter and worried about how they’ll take me, but otherwise, I’ll be ok. I just have to remember not to do my psychic tokens. I like doing psychic tokens. It works well for me and the kids that I serve. It’s just a good time. I hope Sylvan Albany will be as fun, laid back and as happy a place to work as Sylvan Riverside.
The last day at ARC is going to be interesting…but I digress…
I think I’m going to call home right now and make sure Doug’s packing. We so need to get the whole housepacked!!!! ARGH!
I am the biggest dork on the face of the planet. This was told to me by one of the guys I work with at Sylvan. Why? Here’s the simple reason.
I was at Disneyland on Sunday the 17th. That was the big 50th anniversary day. The official day that 50 years ago, Walt opened the park. We got up mid morning, and got to the park, and brought Isaac for his first “memorable” visit to the mecca of Mickey. We weren’t there to ride the big rides, but it was a bonus to go on some of them, we were there to soak it all in and have a killer time.
Upon walking in the gate, we got a really cool limited edition map with a replica o fthe official opening day map on the inside and a pair of golden, dated mouse ears. Isaac kept his mouse ears on for all of 10 seconds. Not fast enough for me to snap a shot. Dangitall. From there, we wandered onto Main Street, and made a pilgramage to the Partners statue. Took some pictures, thanked Walt for the park and dodged the other people who were doing the same thing around the statue. (For those who have never seen it, Partners is a statue in front of the castle that has Walt holding Mickey’s hand and pointing the way.) Onto the first activity for the day! LUNCH!
We went over to our favorite lunch haunt, French Market, for the fried chicken, big bread bowls and kids meals and to watch the trains and the Side Street Strutters. We also love the whole area it’s in (New Orleans Square)and it’s proximity to two of our favorite rides. We sat and ate lunch and relaxed.
Isaac got a bit restless and we finished off lunch, and headed over to the Haunted Mansion. Posted wait: 20 minutes. Real wait: 7 minutes. Isaac got put in the sling (which I heard about 20 million times: “Where did you get that Finding Nemo sling!” My answer: “Abbyslane.com! Just ask Stephanie, and she’ll make you one too!”) From Mansion, we went to Pirates…posted wait 25 minutes…real wait:10 minutes. My child is officially a daredevil. he loved the drops….laughed all the way down both of them. He wanted to grab the animatronic cats, but we had to remind him that it wasn’t Booger he was reaching for..and there was WATER! Thank god for slings! Thank god for slings!!!
We then stopped over at Hungry Bear and met up with Adrienne and the Mouseplanet crew! GO MOUSEPLANET! We got some drinks, cooled off and then trekked off to Small World and The Enchanted Tiki Room (no..no the new management version. The ORIGINAL..the one that you can sing along with.) Much to Doug’s chagrin, Isaac LOVED the dole whip! This child eats more and more like his mommy and her weird foods every day! WOOHOO! BUT, I digress…
We hung around the park doing “little things” here and there, and watched the dedication moment. I got all sorts of chill-bumps when Iheard Walt’s speech over again. It was wonderful to see! I think he would hve been impressed by all of us sitting there, rivited to the screens, ear to ear grins, laughing with him.
As we were walking to the exit, Doug spied the movie that now occupies the Opera House where Mr. Lincoln ususally is. We decided to take a chance on seeing it! We got in, and let Isaac RUN! He loved it! He ran around where the office exhibit usually is, and made great friends with a lot of new people who smiled at the little boy running around, laughing. He really stole one of the CM’s hearts, who came up to me with stickers for him, and one dated for his baby book with teh date and “walking around at Disneyland’s 50th!” It was absolutely wonderful! The three of us enjoyed the movie. If you can see this, it’s great! Steve Martin and Donald Duck…nuff said.
We went home, and I was kind of a bit meloncholy. We’re moving in a few weeks, and this was my last hurrah at Disneyland. I guess I feel this weird kinda connection there. Having worked there (yes..the green train with the seats forward, otherwise known as Excursion, will always be MY TRAIN!!), and being able to walk the park, and now bringing my son, made me all kinda misty eyed. People on Mouseplanet write about being in the “Disney Zone.” I was totally there on Sunday. I could hve cared less about things, I was not worried abotu anything for a few hours on a Sunday. I was happy with my Mickey Pretzel (saltless, thank you very much) and my Dole whip. I laughed and gigggled and didn’t even feel self consious singing in the Tiki room! I’m also glad I made history. I was there! I was there! How many people can really say (at least in my family) that they were involved in a totally mellow, historic event? Yep, I shared my moment with a ton of other people, but SO WHAT!! I was in my Disney Zone, and now, I’m kinda feeling a “Disney Hangover” where I just feel like I’ll never hear the telegraph pop out the opening day speech in blips, I won’t see my original Tiki room…but oh, well. I guess all Disney Addicts feel like this. I can’t wait until Isaac realizes what he was involved in. I think then, my Disney Hangover will be gone…when he realizes that Mommy and Daddy took him to make history.