We got back home Tuesday night. Mr. Incredible had come down with a nasty cold and a fever, so I drove the last leg home. I did pretty good too. Until I accidentally pulled off at a rest area that I didn't mean to. It was raining and dark and we were in construction and I got confused about which way the barriers were going. "Ooops, I didn't mean to do that!" apparently isn't something you want to hear from your driver. But since no one needed the facilities, I merged back onto to the interstate and we kept going.
Really, those cones they set up aren't always clear as to where the road is and isn't.
When we got home I backed into the drive way to unpack easier. I refused to pull all the way into the garage because I had a giant Mickey head balloon blocking my view. I figured after all that driving, my crashing into the side of the garage would be the one thing that would be remembered for years to come. The car stayed in the driveway overnight.
My food poisoning episode is completely over. By the time I was driving home I only had some lingering heart burn. But, man oh man, was I knocked out. I lost nearly 10 pounds! I always take Violet on the teacups when we go to Disney World, but couldn't this time. I told her it'd be like a blender with the lid off. Blech. I owe her a spin.
The first part of the trip was great! We had a great time. Rode lots of rides. Enjoyed ourselves. Swam in the pool. Soaked in the hot tub. On Sunday I was still rather ill, but pulled myself together to go to Epcot. We had tickets for a culinary demonstration by Elizabeth Faulkner, the chef/owner of Citizen Cake in San Francisco. She is so awesome! I bought her cookbook for her to sign afterward. She was really nice and posed with us (I made sure not to breathe on her, although I was quite certain I wasn't contagious). And she signed Violet's autograph book. She's competing on The Next Iron Chef starting Sunday on The Food Network. We'll be tuned in rooting for her.
After I had her sign my cookbook, I went back to the room and wrote my whining post about being better but still sick. I was miserable. I wanted so much to stay out and have fun and I just couldn't do it.
Since we've been back we've been unpacking, digging out, catching up and resting. I'm already trying to figure out when we can go back to Disney for a "do over".
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Feeling better today
But still moving very slowly. Did make it out for a while, but came back to the room early. And I've been able to eat since I got back in. We check out tomorrow and head home. Woo hoo. Not what we'd planned.
It could have been worse. I could have been sicker (although it didn't feel like it yesterday). The others could have been sick too (they didn't get sick, I think it was definitely food poisoning). Or we could have had non-refundable tickets to something, but we didn't.
Thanks for the hugs and good wishes. I had to whine for a while and knew right where to come for sympathy. :)
It could have been worse. I could have been sicker (although it didn't feel like it yesterday). The others could have been sick too (they didn't get sick, I think it was definitely food poisoning). Or we could have had non-refundable tickets to something, but we didn't.
Thanks for the hugs and good wishes. I had to whine for a while and knew right where to come for sympathy. :)
Saturday, October 22, 2011
This sucks
I'm on vacation and I'm sick as a dog. Couldn't leave the hotel room all day. Stomach won't let me get far from the bathroom (sorry if that is TMI - but I figure we're all moms here anyway). I really want it to be over by morning. Mr. I and Violet are out having fun. That definitely beats them sitting here watching me go back and forth to the potty. I think I ate something that didn't agree with me. Or maybe it was the water from the water fountains. Always drink bottled water. I messed up on traveler's rule number one.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Random Updates
Well, today I turned halfway to 90. Not sure if that is my goal. A co-worker pointed it out to me today. I think maybe I am a quarter of the way to 180. That seems like a better goal. Why stop at 90? I may just be getting started!
The magazine e-mails went out today. Thanks again to everyone who let me e-mail them. Snail mails come out in January. Please don't feel the least obligated to buy a thing, you have already helped out. Violet will get all her patches (I hate how they make it into 6 different ones that fit together - such a scam) and the stuffed fox she was aiming for. I looked at the list of e-mails today - almost all blogging buddies! You guys really are the best!
It looks like I'll be getting involved in Violet's new Juliette group after all. I kept watching the Cadette mom and she just looked so exhausted. I got the okay from Violet and asked the mom if she needed help with the group. Without hesitating she said "YES" emphatically. She said she started out gung-ho and is quickly getting overwhelmed with the Journey they are trying to get through. So I suggested some things I might be a good fit for and told her to assign me anything she wanted. I'm game to help with whatever. She's thinking about what she'd like help with.
I didn't want to get involved initially, it is a weekly meeting which is a lot of time. But on the other hand, I really don't want this group to go away because the mom gets burned out and throws in the towel. It is a co-op class which generally means everyone helps out. We aren't required to help out in this particular group, but it is widely appreciated.
Violet loves the group. And now that she's established in it, she is more comfortable with me getting involved. And after having lived with me for 12 years, she understands mom burn out. (I think she is too young to remember Black April, the year I sat and cried for 3 days straight. That was burn out. I get it. Believe me I do.)
So I'm excited, I love Girl Scout programming and can't wait to get started. Remind me of that in a few months when I'm crying "why oh why can't I ever learn!" LOL
The magazine e-mails went out today. Thanks again to everyone who let me e-mail them. Snail mails come out in January. Please don't feel the least obligated to buy a thing, you have already helped out. Violet will get all her patches (I hate how they make it into 6 different ones that fit together - such a scam) and the stuffed fox she was aiming for. I looked at the list of e-mails today - almost all blogging buddies! You guys really are the best!
It looks like I'll be getting involved in Violet's new Juliette group after all. I kept watching the Cadette mom and she just looked so exhausted. I got the okay from Violet and asked the mom if she needed help with the group. Without hesitating she said "YES" emphatically. She said she started out gung-ho and is quickly getting overwhelmed with the Journey they are trying to get through. So I suggested some things I might be a good fit for and told her to assign me anything she wanted. I'm game to help with whatever. She's thinking about what she'd like help with.
I didn't want to get involved initially, it is a weekly meeting which is a lot of time. But on the other hand, I really don't want this group to go away because the mom gets burned out and throws in the towel. It is a co-op class which generally means everyone helps out. We aren't required to help out in this particular group, but it is widely appreciated.
Violet loves the group. And now that she's established in it, she is more comfortable with me getting involved. And after having lived with me for 12 years, she understands mom burn out. (I think she is too young to remember Black April, the year I sat and cried for 3 days straight. That was burn out. I get it. Believe me I do.)
So I'm excited, I love Girl Scout programming and can't wait to get started. Remind me of that in a few months when I'm crying "why oh why can't I ever learn!" LOL
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Stuffed
Some friends of ours are opening up an Italian restaurant. They are homeschoolers, we've known them for years. Their kids are friends of Violet. Mr. Incredible was hired to do their point of sale system and website. Tonight we got to go to the restaurant for a preview. They had a tasting menu put together for us, and man oh man was it good. I'm stuffed. Poor Violet got so full she couldn't eat any more and was blinking back tears. They gave us two appetizers, salads, bread, minestrone soup (the best I've ever had, and I thought mine was good), lasagna, pizza and cannoli.
They made a special lasagna with marinara sauce for Mr. Incredible, who doesn't eat red meat. Violet and I liked it better than the regular lasagna and let them know. We're hoping they add it to the menu.
We can't wait to go back (but maybe order a bit less than what they brought us)! What a fun night though. We've never been special guests at a restaurant preopening before!
They made a special lasagna with marinara sauce for Mr. Incredible, who doesn't eat red meat. Violet and I liked it better than the regular lasagna and let them know. We're hoping they add it to the menu.
We can't wait to go back (but maybe order a bit less than what they brought us)! What a fun night though. We've never been special guests at a restaurant preopening before!
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Things that are irritating me today
Yeah, probably not what you want to read about. I'm sure you have your own blog's worth of irritating things.
Today we went to a school day performance of The Jungle Book by CYT (Christian Youth Theater). It was at a venue we hadn't been to before, our local high school. I couldn't find any information on parking at CYT's website. So I looked on our high school's site. Nada. I called the high school. They told me what door to go in (helpful) and that the door was located in the back (also helpful), but couldn't tell me where to park. The lady I talked to said she was sure it was marked, but that she hadn't been in the back of the school and didn't know where the designated parking was (not so helpful).
So we drove to the high school today, to the back, found door 24, but couldn't find any designated parking. Or any visitor parking. Everything was parked student permit parking only. Finally we found a spot in the back marked "day or week parking" or something to that effect. It had no number in the space, where as all the permit spaces did. We parked, went in, found the theater, finally found our seats, and settled in.
I was talking to a mom in front of me, we hadn't met before, and she said she couldn't figure out where she was supposed to park. Several others agreed. Oh well, right? Well, it would have been except one of the CYT ushers, moments before the house lights went down and the performance started, asked us all where we were parked. She said if we were in a student's space and they found the car blocking it, they would probably get really mad and key the car. Good to know, would have been better to know before we arrived or at least when we arrived, not when there wasn't time to move the cars. And even more irritating, she wasn't sure where the safe spots were. She said vaguely by the tennis courts and gestured West. Lights down, show starts, we're all left wondering what the fine upstanding youth of our town were going to do to our cars.
Side note, and these are children who are supposed to be "socializing" our children? Yeah, right. Social skills are in wonderful evidence by that story, aren't they?
Well, Violet and I had found a fine space. It turns out it was near the tennis courts. I haven't heard if any of the other homeschool mom's discovered the wrath of the teenage beast.
I sent e-mails to both the high school and CYT asking them to please post on their websites clear directions for where to enter and park when going to performances there during school hours. I doubt I'll hear anything.
The other irritating thing. I went to the doctor on Monday for my annual check up and she wrote another prescription for me for a Seasonale generic, the most wonderful pills ever. And before I knew it she faxed it to the mail order pharmacy. Which I can no longer use because my new insurance doesn't do mail order. Which I haven't used for 2 years.
She was trying to be nice, but it would have been helpful if she would have confirmed where I wanted the prescription faxed, if anywhere. She gave me the paper prescription and said I could get it filled where ever. I haven't gone in yet, because the pills aren't cheap without insurance prescription coverage (which I don't have) and I don't need the refill yet. But today I had 2 voice mail messages from the mail order pharmacy saying to call them because they can't fill my prescription. Well no, you can't because I don't have the proper insurance to use them. Like I told the doctor.
Called the pharmacy tonight, explained the mix up and that it was my doctor's fault and it happened before I realized it. The nice man said he'd inform the pharmacy department and they'd mail out the prescription to me. Probably within 72 hours. Good thing I'm not in a hurry to fill the prescription. I have no idea if the paper script I have would work in any walk in pharmacy or not with another pharmacy trying to fill it. At the moment it is irritating. I will allow extra time to refill the prescription when I'm ready, just in case there are delay due to this. But still. I'm stuck dealing with it.
So, what's irritating you tonight?
A pleasant p.s. for you. As we were driving out of the high school today, Violet said to me, "I can understand why the students would be mad if someone else had parked in the spot they paid for. But damaging the cars is just wrong." I think she's had some wonderful socialization.
Today we went to a school day performance of The Jungle Book by CYT (Christian Youth Theater). It was at a venue we hadn't been to before, our local high school. I couldn't find any information on parking at CYT's website. So I looked on our high school's site. Nada. I called the high school. They told me what door to go in (helpful) and that the door was located in the back (also helpful), but couldn't tell me where to park. The lady I talked to said she was sure it was marked, but that she hadn't been in the back of the school and didn't know where the designated parking was (not so helpful).
So we drove to the high school today, to the back, found door 24, but couldn't find any designated parking. Or any visitor parking. Everything was parked student permit parking only. Finally we found a spot in the back marked "day or week parking" or something to that effect. It had no number in the space, where as all the permit spaces did. We parked, went in, found the theater, finally found our seats, and settled in.
I was talking to a mom in front of me, we hadn't met before, and she said she couldn't figure out where she was supposed to park. Several others agreed. Oh well, right? Well, it would have been except one of the CYT ushers, moments before the house lights went down and the performance started, asked us all where we were parked. She said if we were in a student's space and they found the car blocking it, they would probably get really mad and key the car. Good to know, would have been better to know before we arrived or at least when we arrived, not when there wasn't time to move the cars. And even more irritating, she wasn't sure where the safe spots were. She said vaguely by the tennis courts and gestured West. Lights down, show starts, we're all left wondering what the fine upstanding youth of our town were going to do to our cars.
Side note, and these are children who are supposed to be "socializing" our children? Yeah, right. Social skills are in wonderful evidence by that story, aren't they?
Well, Violet and I had found a fine space. It turns out it was near the tennis courts. I haven't heard if any of the other homeschool mom's discovered the wrath of the teenage beast.
I sent e-mails to both the high school and CYT asking them to please post on their websites clear directions for where to enter and park when going to performances there during school hours. I doubt I'll hear anything.
The other irritating thing. I went to the doctor on Monday for my annual check up and she wrote another prescription for me for a Seasonale generic, the most wonderful pills ever. And before I knew it she faxed it to the mail order pharmacy. Which I can no longer use because my new insurance doesn't do mail order. Which I haven't used for 2 years.
She was trying to be nice, but it would have been helpful if she would have confirmed where I wanted the prescription faxed, if anywhere. She gave me the paper prescription and said I could get it filled where ever. I haven't gone in yet, because the pills aren't cheap without insurance prescription coverage (which I don't have) and I don't need the refill yet. But today I had 2 voice mail messages from the mail order pharmacy saying to call them because they can't fill my prescription. Well no, you can't because I don't have the proper insurance to use them. Like I told the doctor.
Called the pharmacy tonight, explained the mix up and that it was my doctor's fault and it happened before I realized it. The nice man said he'd inform the pharmacy department and they'd mail out the prescription to me. Probably within 72 hours. Good thing I'm not in a hurry to fill the prescription. I have no idea if the paper script I have would work in any walk in pharmacy or not with another pharmacy trying to fill it. At the moment it is irritating. I will allow extra time to refill the prescription when I'm ready, just in case there are delay due to this. But still. I'm stuck dealing with it.
So, what's irritating you tonight?
A pleasant p.s. for you. As we were driving out of the high school today, Violet said to me, "I can understand why the students would be mad if someone else had parked in the spot they paid for. But damaging the cars is just wrong." I think she's had some wonderful socialization.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Week 2 in review
This was only our second week of full homeschooling and we barely made a dent in our things to do list. We had a lot of activities outside the house (orthodontist appt, doctor appt, book club, open swim, Girl Scouts, apple picking). I was still hoping to get more done. Then on Thursday I was sick. I had some kind of stomach thing. I didn't think I was going to be able to drive Violet to Girl Scouts. I felt better after laying on the couch and made it. But it wiped Thursday and Friday off for studies.
So we planned to do some make up on Saturday. Great plan! Mr. Incredible usually keeps himself busy, no problem. Except Violet woke up with a sore throat. I knew she didn't feel good when she wasn't her usual preteen grumpy self in the morning. Today she has a full-blown cold. We're reading Anne of Green Gables out loud, if she's up to it later I'll read her some. Otherwise, I think we have to scrap this week and start over next.
We did have some good accomplishments before the ickies invaded. We figured out that the new printer table is the perfect height for the microscope. When we set the microscope up on the dining room table it is too high for Violet to comfortably look in it. So we move the printer for a microscope table when we need it.
We also decided that she'd prefer to just practice typing than doing any more of the Mavis Beacon lessons. In the typing program we have there is practice typing from many, many great books. Violet is typing The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.
We also instituted a chore chart. She got a raise in her allowance for the promise of helping more with housework. That worked okay, except she'd saved her once a week things until the end of the week when... she was sick. I swear she is just like her father! He manages to get out of things all the time too. Me, they just pile up and I have to do them anyway.
So we'll start fresh tomorrow. We have lots of outside activities again. This week is my annual gyne exam, another book club, more Girl Scouts, open swim with a friend, and we have tickets to the Jungle Book. We just need to feel better. I'm hoping we just got the winter ickies over with early.
So we planned to do some make up on Saturday. Great plan! Mr. Incredible usually keeps himself busy, no problem. Except Violet woke up with a sore throat. I knew she didn't feel good when she wasn't her usual preteen grumpy self in the morning. Today she has a full-blown cold. We're reading Anne of Green Gables out loud, if she's up to it later I'll read her some. Otherwise, I think we have to scrap this week and start over next.
We did have some good accomplishments before the ickies invaded. We figured out that the new printer table is the perfect height for the microscope. When we set the microscope up on the dining room table it is too high for Violet to comfortably look in it. So we move the printer for a microscope table when we need it.
We also decided that she'd prefer to just practice typing than doing any more of the Mavis Beacon lessons. In the typing program we have there is practice typing from many, many great books. Violet is typing The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.
We also instituted a chore chart. She got a raise in her allowance for the promise of helping more with housework. That worked okay, except she'd saved her once a week things until the end of the week when... she was sick. I swear she is just like her father! He manages to get out of things all the time too. Me, they just pile up and I have to do them anyway.
So we'll start fresh tomorrow. We have lots of outside activities again. This week is my annual gyne exam, another book club, more Girl Scouts, open swim with a friend, and we have tickets to the Jungle Book. We just need to feel better. I'm hoping we just got the winter ickies over with early.
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