It's the long weekend

TGIF! We started the weekend off with fun. We went and rode some rides not far from home tonight at one of many picnics. Bubba and I had a funnel cake and I reminisced about how many of the rides are still the same as when I was a kid. It would be nice if the tickets were the same. I couldn't believe the prices.

Bubba even saw some kids from school, including a girl who saw him as we were leaving. She was a tall blonde, and had there not been more traffic, I think Bubba would have run faster to the car. However, Blonde Babe stayed on her side of the picnic and we went home.

Dahey even got into the modern era: he joined his first social networking site. His crazy friend from high school was the first person to find him online, so it was like a mini reunion. I first met Max via e-mail and I'll never forget how he described his time in the military: "After doing my first hitch and finding out there are no permanent marching band jobs in the military, I decided to learn a trade and become an electrician."

Some things change, and yes, some things (and people) stay the same.

Stay tuned.

Junior high excitement

Bubba is learning the ropes and discovering things I never though he would.

Like how to find your lost ID in the computer lab, how to buy pizza every day for lunch (one of the perks of junior high) and how to negotiate the neighborhood on foot.

Since they get extra points for attending the local high school football games (by sitting with the band-music points), he's learning about those, too.

Fun times in the land of the pre-teen....more later.

This is going to be a bad Monday

How do you know?

1. Your kid is sick with this (when you were hoping it was just a migraine).

2. Your town is experiencing an ice storm. (even better reason to be trapped with all these germs inside). My Lysol fumigation continues...

3. You planned a busy day while kiddo was off school (doctors appointments, dentist appointments, meeting your friend for lunch). All get cancelled.

Maybe I just need to go back to bed and hide until Bubba calls me again...stay tuned.

Lovin' every minute of it

Yes, there's a song about this title, but since the staycation is drawing to a close, I'm still enjoying myself.

Weather is cooperating, had my own film festival and watched lots of movies, and hung out with Bubba and Dahey whenever I could.

Back to the entertainment,or as they say back to the wheel.

More later...

This week's In the news

I've got a personal connection to some of the items I've found this week. Hope you all enjoy

I knew it!
Ever have horrible migraines when it's ready to storm? You're not alone. Researchers have correlated migraines to all sorts of things, including lightning strikes, according to this CNN story.

Sad story
A teenager gets an elective surgery to stop sleep apnea and some other things, then ends up brain dead, according to this CNN story. It may be simple, but as a parent, so sad.

Throwing your money away?
You may be if you believe this Medscape article on multivitamins and cognition.

Were you hoodwinked?
Maybe once or twice? Mashable tallies up these social media hoaxes which got a lot of mileage this year.

Finally...
And last, but not least, just in case I win the Mega Millions prize (even a sliver of it) tonight, I may play hooky tomorrow from work, but I just want to let you know I won't stop blogging. It's too much fun.

That is all...more to come.

Never a dull moment

Bubba likes to tell me he's a "preteen". He's growing up.

So to get ready for the those awkward years, I bought this book, geared to 10-12 year olds.  He was not even remotely interested in it. It's written by folks from the American Medical Association, who have over 2600 other titles there.

Today he decided to take it to school, and it was promptly confiscated, after he showed it to another kid.

I explained that it was not his job to educate his classmate. My job is to educate him, and that was not a choice I would have made.

We shall see how this goes. So far, no note from the teacher or phone call.

The movie in health class is scheduled for March right before spring break.

More later...

Got an earworm?

You will with this Sunday Stealing.


This is the latest meme available this week at Sunday Stealing, since it's almost someone's birthday over there.

1. as you get older, are you jazzed about your birthday? 
Yes,and no. 

2. do people usually remember your birthday?
Most people do.

3. an ex-coworker used to begin 3 mos. before her birthday flat-out reminding us that it was coming up. it's amazing what no self-esteem does for you. anyway, do you know anyone who pre-announces their birthdays? 

I don't preannounce, but I try to take a vacation day every year on my birthday. If it follows close to or on a weekend (like this year), I make it a three day weekend. (Only Bubba can make it four. His falls very often on a Federal holiday).

4. what was your best birthday? why?
I had a party as a kid (I think I was 7) with tons of people and lots of food in our little house. Not sure how my mother did it, but we had fun.

5. what was your worst birthday? why? 
Can't recall any. Some are better than others.

6. name your best birthday gift.
Hmm...hard one. One year I got an engagement ring right after my birthday.

7. name the best birthday gift you've gotten for someone else.
I like surprises. Totally throws people off.

8. as i age, i value SLEEP as a priceless commodity. i didn't get any for my birthday, however. what do you want this year for your birthday?
Sleep is good, so is a trip to the spa for a day, and a relaxing evening with Dahey and something fun for Bubba to do.  

A raise would also be nice. I'm hoping that really happens, since I'm up for a promotion.


Yes, that Beatles Birthday song is going through my head...

Ever have a Monday? I did.

My Monday:

1. Get up, drive Bubba to camp, have gas light come on.
2. Drop Bubba off at camp, go to gas station.
3. Get blocked in by monster truck (luckily monster left before I was ready to go.)
4. Get behind every slow idiot who does not understand the difference between a yield sign and a merge sign. For some reason this is a HUGE problem here in RehabLand.
Remember kids, yield is red (may need to stop), merge is yellow (go slow, don't stop dead)...
5. Go to work and find out you need to sign more useless papers. (Don't sign them because they are as useless as the last ones.)
6. Find out that the scheduled opening of the patient unit really isn't  as scheduled. This means your programs have to find a new home until it is open.
7. Spend a good chunk of the morning doing admin work on room arrangements, etc. Secretaries don't do that...that would be WORK (a 4 letter word)!
8. Finally get all the details done, e-mails sent, arranged, rearranged and technical details scheduled. How much of this really required an RN?
If you guessed absolute zero, you are correct.
9.  Meanwhile, secretary is still attached to desk phone whispering each time I pass the printer. Would love to audit her phone log! (Which would require an Act of Congress). If I had a dollar for every minute she wastes, every copier she leaves run out of paper, ink, toner, etc. (and every single one is no more than 20 feet from her desk)...
10. Eat lunch, attend a conference call.
11. Get a call that Bubba is sick. Dahey to do pickup duty.
12. Get on conference call that starts, stops and sputters. Give up when I can't hear a thing.
13. Finally get everything done and go home.
14. Start to wind down and relax...and another telemarketer calls.
15. Thank goodness for online complaint submissions!

Full moon Monday

And to think, I'm not at the Hotel! Darn!

Ah, but it was crazy enough here. Bubba did not want to spend the day with momma and daddy and go to the Kidsmuseum with all the climbing stuff, dinosaurs, animatronics, etc., you can think of, so off he trotted to day camp, where he cried a river before Dahey dropped him off. Not just bawling, but the whole throw yourself on the floor drama queen spectacle. Glad I missed that one. He was still crabby by the time I picked him up this afternoon. Now he's sulking with a root beer float and watching the Yankees play whoever. My child a Yankees fan...eek! That's not kosher in this part of the country, son, but at least he's not asked for an A-rod jersey or a cap yet.

I vegetated and then Dahey and I went to lunch. Didn't end up where we should have, but got lunch nevertheless. Fancy schmancy ethnic was closed, as it is on Mondays, so we went to another nearby eatery owned by Mom and known citywide for her sandwiches. The smell of the marinara drew me to the meatballs...yum!

Dahey went to transact some business. He's an inveterate shopper--goes to auctions, trolls Craigslist, you name it. He drove far away looking for the ever elusive antiques. No dice. Nice man on craigslist who said, sure go to lunch with your wife got a better offer minutes before Dahey arrived and sold the stuff as he was driving up.  Pissed off husband ensued.

Nevertheless, I had a lovely day. My partner and I worked on our group paper and got most of it done. At least we have time to give it a thorough look over for all those APA pitfalls.

A little more bliss, maybe some rain, and hopefully, an interesting lunch or two. Stay tuned....