So I'm checking out the CBS Sunday Show and they have a bit about clutter and getting rid of it. I am running aboot a LOT today, this being Sunday, the day of rest and everything, so I have only a few seconds to jot this down before running off to C-Town for (ugh) 6 boxes of scoopable crystal kitty litter:
STEPS TO ELIMINATING CLUTTER
1) eliminate stuff
2) categorize what remains
3) designate where it will go
does it enhance my life or the lives of others?
get boxes and sort the things out
That is it. I just really really want to remember this. Ting is fine and so is Mike. Love them both completely. Peace out.
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Monday, March 20, 2006
Back in Queensie today
Working on my Maple project. Buh. At this point, I have quite a few irons in the fire:
1) Ting
2) Work
3) Mom
4) Lehman
5) Maintaining the place in Queensie
6) Ting
7) Tax time
A long list, and this does not include trying to get some of the down payment back. OK, got that out of my system...back to work!
1) Ting
2) Work
3) Mom
4) Lehman
5) Maintaining the place in Queensie
6) Ting
7) Tax time
A long list, and this does not include trying to get some of the down payment back. OK, got that out of my system...back to work!
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Well, spring at last...
...and we had a peaceful Sunday today, with me working and Ting lying on the bed beside me. Nice day. She is feeling a little bit of pain but otherwise she is OK. She is going to see Dr. Stein tomorrow and we should know a little better what our status is. I gotta get back to work now, because school awaits tomorrow.
Friday, March 17, 2006
So far, so good...
Well, we had a scare with the baby this week.
We had run a series of blood tests with Ting last week, and this week they came back with a finding that we had scored higher than normal for a possibility of the baby having a Spinal Tube Defect - spina bifida and similar ailments. Depending on the severity of the problem, this might have meant that the baby would not be able to walk, or would be severely retarded, or other problems.
Then we had to wait for 2 days to find out whether this actually would be the case, and if so, what would we choose to do about it? This was the most agonizing part: having lost Allison, were we prepared to do something like that again? This was apart from the cerclage issue, which made things even more distressing.
Fortunately, Dr. JAffe, who took a look at the Ultrasound, pronounced that Mike's spine seemed to be OK. That left one MAJOR issue resolved. I asked him how the cerclage was, and he said it appeared to be holding on. This was EXCELLENT news, and sorely needed. Later that evening, of course, Dr.Stein called us at home and told us that Dr. Jaffe had remarked that the cervix was in good shape as well, which while good news, still causes me worry.
How can that be? When this was the source of our previous sorrow? When they had mentioned the shortness of the cervix as recently as Monday?
Should I even be looking at this gift horse too closely? Does that make me an ingrate for what I guessis a real miracle for us? I am so worried that Ting's heart would break if it happened again, and I so want to be happy. I guess I just don't want to be so bitterly disappointed again.
And should we go ahead with the amniocentesis?
We had run a series of blood tests with Ting last week, and this week they came back with a finding that we had scored higher than normal for a possibility of the baby having a Spinal Tube Defect - spina bifida and similar ailments. Depending on the severity of the problem, this might have meant that the baby would not be able to walk, or would be severely retarded, or other problems.
Then we had to wait for 2 days to find out whether this actually would be the case, and if so, what would we choose to do about it? This was the most agonizing part: having lost Allison, were we prepared to do something like that again? This was apart from the cerclage issue, which made things even more distressing.
Fortunately, Dr. JAffe, who took a look at the Ultrasound, pronounced that Mike's spine seemed to be OK. That left one MAJOR issue resolved. I asked him how the cerclage was, and he said it appeared to be holding on. This was EXCELLENT news, and sorely needed. Later that evening, of course, Dr.Stein called us at home and told us that Dr. Jaffe had remarked that the cervix was in good shape as well, which while good news, still causes me worry.
How can that be? When this was the source of our previous sorrow? When they had mentioned the shortness of the cervix as recently as Monday?
Should I even be looking at this gift horse too closely? Does that make me an ingrate for what I guessis a real miracle for us? I am so worried that Ting's heart would break if it happened again, and I so want to be happy. I guess I just don't want to be so bitterly disappointed again.
And should we go ahead with the amniocentesis?
Saturday, March 04, 2006
Well, well...
So it appears that Ting is pregnant again! This comes as a majopr shock, and that is the mildest way of putting it. After all these years of trying to conceive, then fertility treatments, then losing Alison, I had just about given up hope of trying have a baby...and then THIS.
OK. Deep breath. That's better.
Our baby is a boy this time. My little guy. Our little guy. I keep rolling the phrase aroound, testing it out. My son. Son. Our son. It feels so weird saying it. We're having a baby.
Wow.
I hope that we can hold on to this one this time. I miss Alison a lot some days. When a friend of moine showed me pictures of himself and his son together, the feeling was excrutiating. A day later, on the way out of Lehman, I get the word from Ting.
More to come. What a way to start March.
OK. Deep breath. That's better.
Our baby is a boy this time. My little guy. Our little guy. I keep rolling the phrase aroound, testing it out. My son. Son. Our son. It feels so weird saying it. We're having a baby.
Wow.
I hope that we can hold on to this one this time. I miss Alison a lot some days. When a friend of moine showed me pictures of himself and his son together, the feeling was excrutiating. A day later, on the way out of Lehman, I get the word from Ting.
More to come. What a way to start March.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
George, George, George of the (wireless) Jungle....
I know you do this too.
You're on a Manhattan bus with your PSP or PDA or laptop or whatever, and you decide to try surfing the web, just to see if you can. At this point, Manhattan would seem to be a dense cloud of connectivity, but I prefer to liken it to a jungle, which means that as you cross from one zone to another, never losing connectivity for more than a few seconds, you are swinging from vine to wireless vine, neh?
This is a partial list of wireless LANs I encountered while web surfing aboard a Manhattan bus:
dirtydeedsdone
lexbeach
eddie t. head
ANY
homesweethome051226
fatty
stop looking at porn & love me,
Fatty
Usman
go_red_sox
Team Zissou
kingvance
loboworld
merlot
Lipuma
lindseyworks
Peyton
Goldberg
Lisanet
AWNY
Kaplan
burnrate
straats
Weiser Network
Shadow
Doula
28E
LaiWang
gioggle
EVE
aladdin
Tomarigi_G_105
gamgee1
WLCM
gosswireless
Oreo
Dolphin
thebeach2
security_is_paramount
honors_college
Big Steve
Wireless O
Hyperion
Apple Pad
goaway99
lovesupreme
Greg's Computer
Sydney
You can learn a lot about a person from what he or she names their network. I know, I know, a brillliant insight, but hey...I found it interesting...
You're on a Manhattan bus with your PSP or PDA or laptop or whatever, and you decide to try surfing the web, just to see if you can. At this point, Manhattan would seem to be a dense cloud of connectivity, but I prefer to liken it to a jungle, which means that as you cross from one zone to another, never losing connectivity for more than a few seconds, you are swinging from vine to wireless vine, neh?
This is a partial list of wireless LANs I encountered while web surfing aboard a Manhattan bus:
dirtydeedsdone
lexbeach
eddie t. head
ANY
homesweethome051226
fatty
stop looking at porn & love me,
Fatty
Usman
go_red_sox
Team Zissou
kingvance
loboworld
merlot
Lipuma
lindseyworks
Peyton
Goldberg
Lisanet
AWNY
Kaplan
burnrate
straats
Weiser Network
Shadow
Doula
28E
LaiWang
gioggle
EVE
aladdin
Tomarigi_G_105
gamgee1
WLCM
gosswireless
Oreo
Dolphin
thebeach2
security_is_paramount
honors_college
Big Steve
Wireless O
Hyperion
Apple Pad
goaway99
lovesupreme
Greg's Computer
Sydney
You can learn a lot about a person from what he or she names their network. I know, I know, a brillliant insight, but hey...I found it interesting...
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Later this same day...
OK. so it is now 10:00 PM. Ting has come home, we have had some (mediocre) sushi, and we are settling in for the night. I am still feeling pretty frustrated, but not as intensely as before. This is just one of those days, that's all. Anybody who teaches will tell you that this comes with the job. So I will go in tomorrow and try to make yet another bit of difference. Seeya later. Peace out till next time.
A hard day's day
Before I begin, I would like to clarify one thing:
I like teaching. Honestly.
Having said that, though, I can tell you that there are days when I really wonder why I am bothering to do this. I am teaching elementary math concepts like slopes and converting units to teenagers who would just as soon not bother, or even try, and who then declare that they hate math and will never need to know this in the future, so why bother now?
The sad part is, they might be right. For a lot of them, this is a useless tortutre that they will put out of their minds as soon as they are physically and psychically able.
Part of the blame must lie with me, because I am teaching the class and trying to manage the whole thing, around 22-25 students in a class, some of them bored because they already know this stuff, the rest bored because they would rather be anywhere else but here. But how can I pull this into some kind of razzle-dazzle that will capture their attention? Why do I need to do that to upper high school students? They will take the soft treatment and go on to college, and promptly drop out of college when faced with the reality of what a real class demands.
As Nero Wolfe was fond of saying...pfui.
I am in a really tired, bad mood right now, and I am still facing the prospect of a long day in Lehman, and I just want to go home and sleep. I know I will probably feel different tomorrow, but man, sometimes this is a snapshot of exactly how I feel.
Discuss.
I like teaching. Honestly.
Having said that, though, I can tell you that there are days when I really wonder why I am bothering to do this. I am teaching elementary math concepts like slopes and converting units to teenagers who would just as soon not bother, or even try, and who then declare that they hate math and will never need to know this in the future, so why bother now?
The sad part is, they might be right. For a lot of them, this is a useless tortutre that they will put out of their minds as soon as they are physically and psychically able.
Part of the blame must lie with me, because I am teaching the class and trying to manage the whole thing, around 22-25 students in a class, some of them bored because they already know this stuff, the rest bored because they would rather be anywhere else but here. But how can I pull this into some kind of razzle-dazzle that will capture their attention? Why do I need to do that to upper high school students? They will take the soft treatment and go on to college, and promptly drop out of college when faced with the reality of what a real class demands.
As Nero Wolfe was fond of saying...pfui.
I am in a really tired, bad mood right now, and I am still facing the prospect of a long day in Lehman, and I just want to go home and sleep. I know I will probably feel different tomorrow, but man, sometimes this is a snapshot of exactly how I feel.
Discuss.
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