Archive for July, 2008

Long days, lots of coffee and New Jersey

Ok, so this has been a light week of blogging for me. Not my usual every day thing. I’ve been too tired and too caffinated to make a lot of sense of things.

So, here’s the short takes..I promise, photos and things to come. I just haven’t sat down long enough to offload my camera. All I’ve really wanted to do is lay on the couch from the long days I’ve been working..and let the caffine contact high wear off.

Over the weekend, we blew dodge again to Camp. This time, since it was the evil that is troop camp, we had the luxury of being able to roam the camp, do things and participate in activities as long as we were in radio contact. So, we took advantage of that-and I talked Doug into taking Isaac on a hike to the furnace. The camp has an old iron smelting furnace about a mile back on the property. It’s an easy hike…and a beautiful one at that. I got them back there, the two of them doing sorta whining the whole way…and they loved it. Really loved it.

It was worth it for me to go to camp. I sang staff grace at my table with the staff…taught Doug all of the staff graces…and taught Isaac a few new crazy songs. (Sorry Isaac’s school…)

I came back to a hectic week with all of the neurotics out in full force. Evil cappucino lady was back, as was melted latte-change your order at the window lady. Plus, we had a whole slew of new wacky ones show up…and one of  our regulars almost got hit by a lady going to the drive thru in the parking lot! See? They’re allllll out!

We also came back to a note from Isaac’s new speech therapist that she’s LEAVING and moving to New Jersey. Why? Why New Jersey? Isn’t that where New York dumps their garbage? Ok, fine, there’s cheap gas and mandatory full serve , but come on! Doesn’t she know that moving is NOT allowed by any stretch of the imagination?

But the uptick of this is that Isaac gets back his speech therapist he just left-and adores. AND she’s staying in his room in the fall. It’s quite nice to have her there! Woohoo!

with one more LONG day ahead of me, I’m ready to go to bed. It’s been one heck of a week…and I know I’ve promised pictures before, but I really will get a chance to sit down and offload the camera probably early on Saturday, when a quiet house and a cool loft make for one happy Laura.


July 31, 2008 at 9:16 pm Leave a comment


So, last night, I was talking with constant Sidekick and she brought up Sunday school for the fall. She’s on the committee, as she’s helping out with some of the stuff. She brought up the fact that they were starting to group the kids, and that Isaac was singled out to “experience Sunday school in his own way.”


Yeah, that was written into the notes. That was their slang for “we don’t know what to do with him, so instead of calling Laura and ASKING, we’re just going to let him do whatever he wants based on seeing him 2-3 times this year.”


Yeah, that went over soooo stinkin well with me.


So, I made a phone call today. I had to get to the bottom of this, and I know dang skippy well that they were NOT expecting me to make this call. Well, let’s back this up. I emailed both chairs last night, and the one I called today, well, her email bounced back, so I had to make this phone call, if nothing else, but to tell them that the line in those notes? That’s a kop out. And you’re a teacher? Wow. That’s the worst kind of kop out you can give as a teacher.


So, I said “Hi R, this is Laura. I’d like to discuss Sunday School for next year and how Isaac fits in with those plans. ”

She immediately told me that they had absolutely no idea what to do with Isaac, and how the few times she observed him (umm..he was there all of 3x, and all of those times, there was really no curriculum….and one of those times, the staff in the room that he was in LOST HIM. He came down the stairs and I intercepted him and the staff had NO IDEA he was even missing. Nice, huh?), he really didn’t “join in.”  I immediately told her that 1) the class was CHAOS and that 2) he was never encouraged to join in. He and 2 other chldren were allowed to run around nutty style and trash the back playroom while the teacher watched.  He was only there 2-3 times, and I reminded her about the time that he escaped…and no one noticed.

I also reminded her that her observations were done almost a year to a year and a half ago. He’s not the same child he was, and if she was to put him where she had planned (WITH YOUNGER CHILDREN!!! WITH THE 2-3 YEAR OLDS AND NOT IN THE PRE-K!!!), he would not be atteneding, as he needs to be with his age appropriate peers. It is NOT ok to drop him into a class of babies because they decided they didn’t want to deal with him in the pre-k class.

I also reminded her that if they were going to have all of these plans for my son, they needed to have them for other children in the church wtih management needs.


Then, I played the teacher card. She’s a teacher, I’m a teacher (ok, not going to be that way for much longer, but I’ve still got the smarts in my head..)-so I said to her…


“Well, as a teacher, I find it highly alarming that you would even attempt to group my child in the most restrictive environment possible by putting him in wtih younger children and basing your choice of this on extremely outdated observations. As a teacher yourself, you can see the problems inherent in this way of grouping my child. Also, why has no one contacted me, the parent, your first line of resources, in this matter if you were all so at a loss for what to do with my child?”

She was quite taken aback that I said that. But, really, it needed to be said. It really did. She apologized profusely and said “well, maybe we should have called…”

Maybe? Come on. Give me a stinkin break. DEFINATELY you should have called.

They have never given my circle time loving, NASCAR addicted, silly, highly distractable, yacking a mile a minute boy a chance to show them what he can do. I swear. It’s like fighting for him to be in the integrated class ALL OVER AGAIN. I hate this fight. I really do. I hate where people have preconcieved notions about my child that they don’t even give him a chance to break free of.

Right now, at school, everyone who said he couldn’t handle the integrated class is chawing down on their words, while I bite my tongue and hold hte “I told you so’s” back.


I really am waitng to say “I told you so” to these people as well, who have pidgeonholed my child, and the sidekick of mine who hasn’t learned to say the famous words “Yeah, why don’t you call Laura…”

So, we’ll see. We’ll really see if I keep him in Sunday school or not…we’ll see if they keep their promises to me and impliment all of my suggestions for Isaac  and evaluate things and really address the concerns I had about last year…and listen this year…and allow my child to show them what he can do.


Soapbox over.


Weekend vacation pictures tomorrow. Need to offload my camera.

July 28, 2008 at 7:59 pm 2 comments

“You have got to be putting me on!”

Good ‘ol Grover…and Madeline Khan.

A favorite of everyone here…and my choice for this week in Sesame Street on Fridays.

July 25, 2008 at 8:37 am Leave a comment

How to back up a drive thru

or how to tick off the Baristas, shifts and customers behind you all in one foul swoop.

Yesterday, I was assigned to drive thru (DTR) and I figured it would be one uneventful day. You know, the usual idiots and the like who come through, as well as the amazing regulars who marvel that we recognize them by voice and confirm their order and ask them to pull up.

In other words, I figured yesterday would be no biggie.

Ok, I hear you all laughing. STOP.

So, we’re crusing along at the end of hte first morning rush (we had multiple rushes because it was raining. No, Pouring.), and I get the first of two people who would make my morning a living nightmare.

Remember the lady who brought back the half drinken latte from the night before? Yeah, she was back. Here’s how that all went down…

(ding on the headset…)

me: Good Morning and welcome to Starbucks-what can I get started for you?

her: I want a Chocolate Banana and a cheese danish.

me: I’m sorry, we’re out of cheese danishes, but we have apple fritters, donuts, and a lot of scones.

her: FIne. I’ll get a banana nut loaf.

me: Sure! Total is 6.00, and we’ll see you at the window.

Sounds normal, right? So far, yes…but just wait..

So, she gets to the window, and I regonize her and internally groan…and she says to me:

Is the Chocolate Banana done?

me: Almost. It’ll be a another minute, because they have to blend it one more time (With the new smoothies, they are bleneded TWICE. Yeah. Fun.).

her: Well, I don’t know if I’m going to like it. Can I just try a little bit before I pay for it?

YES, you read that right. She asked for a SAMPLE of a drink at the drive thru with cars piling up behind her.

So, I hit the B button (for interal conversations on our headset) and tell the poor person at the bar what this woman wants to do.

her response?

“you’re kidding, right? Seriously. This is a joke..”

No, unfortunately, I wasn’t kidding. Not in the slightest.

So, we sample to the pain in the tucchas and wait for her response-this is what she said to me in the tirade…

“well, this isn’t very chocolately. You didn’t make this right, did you? Are you sure this is made right? Did you put oatmeal in it? Why didn’t you tell me this was breakfast and make me buy the banana loaf…”

so, I cut her off during her tirade and explain the Vivanno concept AGAIN, and how the drink is calorie controlled and it has whey protein and fiber in it, and how there are only 3 pumps of mocha in it, because it IS calorie controlled. She continued to kvetch at me and complain about the drink she had us make for her and then demanded at the window to sample before she purchased…while the line grows longer and longer and longer…so she finally says to me (In a seriously ‘tudey tone) “Well, I want an iced coffee with toffee nut and 5 splenda.”

Then, she kvetched about paying for the toffee nut syrup, because we made her a drink she didn’t like.

Ummm…let’s get this straight here. She never paid for the Chocolate Banana, which incidentally is a 4.00 drink, and she only drank not even a sip of her sample cup…so, I”m charging her the stinkin .30 for the toffee nut syrup. So there.

So, she leaves and we get through the rest of the backed up line and are still shaking our heads at that wack job when I get a ding on my headset…

I give the standard greeting and the person and the speaker says:

“I’d like 3 venti carmel macchiatos and is there a drink with lots of vanilla? I love vanilla…”

So, I steer her to a vanilla latte with some extra pumps of vanilla. No biggie. I repeat the order back to her and then tell her to pull up to the window.

So, I repeat the order again to her at the window, and give her the total and she pays. I start loading the 4 drinks into a tray for her and I walk away to get 2 more drinks that were ready on the bar..and all of a sudden I hear a horn blast. I go and open the window, and the peice of work starts to yell at me that she wanted the Carmel Macchiatos ICED. They were supposed to be ICED! She said ICED!

Obnoxious twit.

I nicely told her that I didn’t hear that, and she had ordered them hot, but we’d remake them for her. She got all ticked off and was complaining and all sorts of things. I walked over to the bar to await the drinks and see if the chica on bar needed any help to finish off the drinks, and I asked her and I asked the other person who had heard the entire exchange if they had heard her say iced. They both looked at me and said “No. she didn’t say iced.”

So, she sat there and backed up our dtr again…because she screwed up, and blamed us, throwing me and my perfectly honed system into the weeds.

I just wanted to scream. These two customers came in within a span of 45 minutes. My thing is why if you a) don’t know what you want, or aren’t sure or b) you have a HUGE order that you really need right, you don’t come into the cafe. It’s so much easier that way…


and stay out of my DTR.

July 25, 2008 at 8:36 am 2 comments

Wordless Wednesday, 7/23/08

Daddy and Isaac visiting with the Home Depot NASCAR

July 23, 2008 at 4:17 pm 1 comment

The annual appeal…the first plea

If you’ve been reading this blog for any length of time, you’ll know that Isaac was a patient at CHOC in Santa Ana, CA immediately after his birth.
CHOC is short for Children’s Hospital of Orange County. It’s right by Disneyland, and under the influence of serious drugs after the C-section, the only hospital on the list that I recognized. Seriously.


Every year, CHOC has a fundraiser. A walk through Disneyland, DCA and Downtown Disney. This is their single biggest fundraiser, with teams coming back year after year after year, celebrating their children’s lives, and their commitment to CHOC and keeping it open to anyone who needs it.

This place is located in one of the lowest income neighborhoods in Santa Ana. It’s also right across from a shopping mall. Go figure.

What I’m asking here is if you so feel compelled, sponsor a walker. This year, the team that I’m throwing my support behind is Team Mouseplanet.  Adrienne Vincent-Phoenix is in charge, and I know Adrienne Krock is most likely walking. These two people are amazing and Adrienne K. has a son that’s only 2 months younger than Isaac!

But, sponsor the team. It does make a world of difference-this hospital is amazing.

Mommy and Isaac at downtown Disney after the walk


See the date on that photo? Yeah. We did the walk…Isaac had a blast…and this moment was made possible by CHOC. So were all of our other moments….

July 21, 2008 at 4:25 am Leave a comment

Happy Blogoversary to me!

Wow! I can’t beleive this blog is as old as it is…we’re talking 3 years here!


so, what do I do for my blogoversary?


Well, announce the winner for my contest-what else!

I went to the random integer generator and put in all 7 comments  and drew a number…andthe integer generator came out with

(drumroll please…)


Which works out to be CHRIS H.  of Hayes Handcrafted!

Chris was my spoiler in the great Christmas swap! Woohoo!


So, Chris-email me and we’ll talk prizes!

 And with my blogaversary, comes a layout change…I’m long overdue-and an offical title change…to my tag line-My 3 Ring Circus of a Life.

(ok..the new header should be in place later…it’s giving me a headache right now..)


So, stick around. I’m sure with all of the new stuff going on around here, like nursing school and all of that, there will be much more of the circus to come.

July 20, 2008 at 12:47 pm 5 comments

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