Today I lost my mood ring. Now I don't even know how I feel about this.
Mmm, just a basic update, but I'll cut for length. ;)
It was a good weekend. Matt took Mikey on Friday to order new glasses. He also had them write down his pupil width and prescription; we're going to order a couple pair online as well - they're only $8.00 a pair on this one site, which is fine, as they'll only be backup to his normal pair. We're hoping his normal pair will be in before Thursday, which is picture day at his school.
While they were at the eye doctor on Friday, they saw Mikey's great-grandpa, so that was a happy meeting. Erv was so pleased to see Mike and be proud of him for doing well in school so far. Very cool.
When I got home from work, we hauled our library books back to the library, and I got the four that were being held for me. I've started two of them; so far, I've gotten a few chapters in with A Game of Thrones (George R.R. Martin). It's a little slow, but I'm already intrigued. There's a lot going on, and I've only finished Catelyn. We'll see how it goes.
I'm also halfway through the first chapter of Letter to a Christian Nation (Sam Harris). A lot of smart points in it, and serious words about serious things. I'm not even that far in and I'm already reevaluating how I see things, why I see them the way I do. I think to get the most out of this book, I'll need to find some quiet time with it, away from husband and child and people in general.
Only read the blurbs on the inside flaps of A Wrinkle In Time (Madeleine L'Engle) and The Stolen Child (Keith Donohue), but both look promising.
Friday night, we went to a Mexican place called Acapulco. And man, I HIGHLY recommend it. It was probably the closest to authentic that we've ever been. They used a white cheese, this really, really rich stuff, I think it's called Oaxaca... It was so, so amazingly good.
BUT...and I can't believe I'm about to say this...it was so rich, it was almost TOO much cheese. *slaps hand over mouth*
I KNOW. CHEESE IS MY FAVORITE FOOD IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD AND I DARED TO PRONOUNCE THIS ONE AS TOO MUCH!!! *cries* But it really, really was too much flavor for me.
Then again, if you're not a supertaster like me and you enjoy cheese, you'll probably be just fine with it. I loved it, I just think that next time, I'll have to ask them to go light on it. I had a beef hard shell taco and two cheese enchiladas, and all three were made with the Oaxaca cheese. The enchiladas were easier because the cheese was melted; the taco was fabulous, but the cheese was harder to handle.
Hubby had stuffed poblano peppers and decided he'll probably order them every time we go there. ;)
On Saturday, several theatres were having a Toy Story double feature in 3D for the price of one ticket, so we took Mikey. It was a lot of fun, and amusing to hear all the kids laughing, and the adults, too. Lots of popcorn and soda...there's just something extra delicious about movie theatre popcorn.
After that, we went to Microcenter and Matt picked up a few things, then we drove around for a bit before going for dinner at Olive Garden. MAN, that was a lot of food - but it was SOOO good.
And yesterday we just ran a few errands; we hit Fleet Farm and Menards and Target, then went over to Bunny and John's to hang out for a bit. Had bean soup. I didn't like it, but the little I ate was filling enough. After that we went home and just hung out till nearly bedtime. Then came the fun task of chucking the kid in the shower and forcing him to wash.
He's eleven years old; shouldn't he be past the "hates bathing" stage? Thoughts?
So now it's back to work. The new manager starts today. Her name, from what I've been told, is Victoria. She was born in South Africa, her husband is a lawyer and according to one of the other managers, she's very staff-centered, very good. But the same manager has mentioned that she's in for a rude awakening, because she comes from a place where everything worked perfectly - the systems all ran properly, employees were courteous and productive and wonderful, and people paid their bills in a timely manner. *snorts* This should be interesting to watch.
She's got orientation today and probably tomorrow, so we haven't met her yet, and I've already had one of my problem children asking me how we're supposed to request time off. *rolls eyes* I told him that we're just going to keep on keeping on, exactly as we have been, until this manager is able to sit and talk with me. Because for real - no one's bothered about me and my peeps for the last ten months, why should we assume they'll start now? It's better to keep the status quo until the person in semi-charge (me, in this case) has a chance to brief the new kid on the block.
Is it wrong that it's gonna burn my ass a little bit if this new manager is younger than I am on top of needing me to teach her everything under the sun? Sorry. I have issues with the whole younger-than-me-knows-less-than-me-but-gets-paid-more-than-me thing. I know it happens everywhere, I'm just saying.
Tonight we're heading over to loveweasleys04's place to watch the Viking/Packer game. It'll just be me and hubby rooting for the Vikes, and maybe Dana, if he's feeling brave enough to risk his lovely wife's wrath... *LOL* Otherwise it'll be a Packer crowd, but that's OK, I think it'll be fun. We'll have to leave early since Mikey goes to bed at nine-thirty, but I still think it'll be a good time.
Beth, should we be bringing anything? Dessert? Beer? Soda? I cannot remember to save my life; let me know so we can fetch it.
I ate a "chocolate banana split" Pop Tart this morning. It was like going into sugar shock - I won't be eating those again, that's for sure. Mikey loved his, I'm sure, but it was too much for me.
Several weeks ago, actually, we figured out this supertaster thing. Everything makes a lot more sense now in regards to what I eat, what I don't, why I can't handle some things and why I'm so picky about how I eat others. It explains why I look at the rest of y'all like you're batshit crazy when you put salt and other things all over your food; to me, it tastes great as it is. It's even too much, oftentimes.
It's just really nice to finally GET it, to have the food weirdness settle into place. I'll still be strange about it, of course, and think the rest of you are strange too - but at least now I understand. XD.
I think that's the majority of it for now...I may have more to say later. *lol*
The very existence of flamethrowers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, "You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done." GEORGE CARLIN.
It was a good weekend. Matt took Mikey on Friday to order new glasses. He also had them write down his pupil width and prescription; we're going to order a couple pair online as well - they're only $8.00 a pair on this one site, which is fine, as they'll only be backup to his normal pair. We're hoping his normal pair will be in before Thursday, which is picture day at his school.
While they were at the eye doctor on Friday, they saw Mikey's great-grandpa, so that was a happy meeting. Erv was so pleased to see Mike and be proud of him for doing well in school so far. Very cool.
When I got home from work, we hauled our library books back to the library, and I got the four that were being held for me. I've started two of them; so far, I've gotten a few chapters in with A Game of Thrones (George R.R. Martin). It's a little slow, but I'm already intrigued. There's a lot going on, and I've only finished Catelyn. We'll see how it goes.
I'm also halfway through the first chapter of Letter to a Christian Nation (Sam Harris). A lot of smart points in it, and serious words about serious things. I'm not even that far in and I'm already reevaluating how I see things, why I see them the way I do. I think to get the most out of this book, I'll need to find some quiet time with it, away from husband and child and people in general.
Only read the blurbs on the inside flaps of A Wrinkle In Time (Madeleine L'Engle) and The Stolen Child (Keith Donohue), but both look promising.
Friday night, we went to a Mexican place called Acapulco. And man, I HIGHLY recommend it. It was probably the closest to authentic that we've ever been. They used a white cheese, this really, really rich stuff, I think it's called Oaxaca... It was so, so amazingly good.
BUT...and I can't believe I'm about to say this...it was so rich, it was almost TOO much cheese. *slaps hand over mouth*
I KNOW. CHEESE IS MY FAVORITE FOOD IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD AND I DARED TO PRONOUNCE THIS ONE AS TOO MUCH!!! *cries* But it really, really was too much flavor for me.
Then again, if you're not a supertaster like me and you enjoy cheese, you'll probably be just fine with it. I loved it, I just think that next time, I'll have to ask them to go light on it. I had a beef hard shell taco and two cheese enchiladas, and all three were made with the Oaxaca cheese. The enchiladas were easier because the cheese was melted; the taco was fabulous, but the cheese was harder to handle.
Hubby had stuffed poblano peppers and decided he'll probably order them every time we go there. ;)
On Saturday, several theatres were having a Toy Story double feature in 3D for the price of one ticket, so we took Mikey. It was a lot of fun, and amusing to hear all the kids laughing, and the adults, too. Lots of popcorn and soda...there's just something extra delicious about movie theatre popcorn.
After that, we went to Microcenter and Matt picked up a few things, then we drove around for a bit before going for dinner at Olive Garden. MAN, that was a lot of food - but it was SOOO good.
And yesterday we just ran a few errands; we hit Fleet Farm and Menards and Target, then went over to Bunny and John's to hang out for a bit. Had bean soup. I didn't like it, but the little I ate was filling enough. After that we went home and just hung out till nearly bedtime. Then came the fun task of chucking the kid in the shower and forcing him to wash.
He's eleven years old; shouldn't he be past the "hates bathing" stage? Thoughts?
So now it's back to work. The new manager starts today. Her name, from what I've been told, is Victoria. She was born in South Africa, her husband is a lawyer and according to one of the other managers, she's very staff-centered, very good. But the same manager has mentioned that she's in for a rude awakening, because she comes from a place where everything worked perfectly - the systems all ran properly, employees were courteous and productive and wonderful, and people paid their bills in a timely manner. *snorts* This should be interesting to watch.
She's got orientation today and probably tomorrow, so we haven't met her yet, and I've already had one of my problem children asking me how we're supposed to request time off. *rolls eyes* I told him that we're just going to keep on keeping on, exactly as we have been, until this manager is able to sit and talk with me. Because for real - no one's bothered about me and my peeps for the last ten months, why should we assume they'll start now? It's better to keep the status quo until the person in semi-charge (me, in this case) has a chance to brief the new kid on the block.
Is it wrong that it's gonna burn my ass a little bit if this new manager is younger than I am on top of needing me to teach her everything under the sun? Sorry. I have issues with the whole younger-than-me-knows-less-than-me-but-gets-paid-more-than-me thing. I know it happens everywhere, I'm just saying.
Tonight we're heading over to loveweasleys04's place to watch the Viking/Packer game. It'll just be me and hubby rooting for the Vikes, and maybe Dana, if he's feeling brave enough to risk his lovely wife's wrath... *LOL* Otherwise it'll be a Packer crowd, but that's OK, I think it'll be fun. We'll have to leave early since Mikey goes to bed at nine-thirty, but I still think it'll be a good time.
Beth, should we be bringing anything? Dessert? Beer? Soda? I cannot remember to save my life; let me know so we can fetch it.
I ate a "chocolate banana split" Pop Tart this morning. It was like going into sugar shock - I won't be eating those again, that's for sure. Mikey loved his, I'm sure, but it was too much for me.
Several weeks ago, actually, we figured out this supertaster thing. Everything makes a lot more sense now in regards to what I eat, what I don't, why I can't handle some things and why I'm so picky about how I eat others. It explains why I look at the rest of y'all like you're batshit crazy when you put salt and other things all over your food; to me, it tastes great as it is. It's even too much, oftentimes.
It's just really nice to finally GET it, to have the food weirdness settle into place. I'll still be strange about it, of course, and think the rest of you are strange too - but at least now I understand. XD.
I think that's the majority of it for now...I may have more to say later. *lol*
The very existence of flamethrowers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, "You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done." GEORGE CARLIN.