Thursday, January 31, 2008
Mike and I were discussing which candidate(s) should receive our votes on Tuesday. I think we are both pretty torn. We decided, however, that this is a good problem to have. I mean, it's good to have two people who would make good general-election candidates, moreover, good presidents. It's a lot better than having two no-good candidates and having to pick the lesser of the two evils.
I guess what I'm thinking is that either would be good. Whoever wins the primary will get my support in November because I think both Clinton and Obama are well-qualified and well-meaning.
Tonight's debate should be a real knock-down-drag-out. I'm going to tune in online, as we don't have cable. I have been wavering on my support for Hillary lately... I have until Tuesday to decide who to pick. This post pretty much sums up where I find myself these days.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
We got an ad for this contraption in the mail yesterday. Too bad I've already done my Valentine's Day shopping...
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
As long ago as last August, people at Dow Jones & Company, publisher of The Journal, said that Mr. Murdoch was musing about moving the paper out of the World Financial Center and into his company’s building on Avenue of the Americas at 48th Street. The News Corporation completed its purchase of Dow Jones on Dec. 13 for more than $5 billion.
Now the move is all but certain and should take place this year, according to Dow Jones executives who were granted anonymity because they were not authorized to discuss the changes. The Journal’s newsroom will move, they said, along with some other Dow Jones offices; parts of the newsroom operation relocated in 2001 to South Brunswick. N.J., where the company has a printing plant, and the paper already has its advertising sales department in the Times Square area.
A move to Midtown would be embraced more readily by Journal employees than some other changes Mr. Murdoch has proposed. The Journal’s offices overlook the World Trade Center site, a raw daily reminder of Sept. 11, 2001. Many of those who died were known well by people at The Journal, and a cloud of toxic dust forced the paper and its neighbors to abandon the area for nearly a year.
The move would also make for easier commuting for people who live in the suburbs and take commuter trains and buses, which go to Midtown.It's not set in stone, but it's pretty clear that something is in the works. If this happens, it would mean Mike would have to commute into the city every day for work. I am very upset about this possibility...
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Unfortunately for those of you who don't live in the mid-Atlantic states, the Juggling Hoffmans limit their performances to NJ, DE, PA, MD, NY and northern VA. I'm sure, however, if you contacted them via their website they might consider expanding their geographic area.
Seriously, I think I would rather have a root canal than endure this "performance art" dynamic duo.
Okay, granted, that's not really really really gross. In the grand scheme of gross things one can encounter with a little person, it wasn't too bad. I mean, it doesn't rank up there with getting pooped on. But still, for today, it reached my limit of grossness.
Oh, and he fussed when I put the banana in the trash can. I guess he wanted to eat it or something. Maybe he really was saving it for later!
Friday, January 25, 2008
For those of you who tend to gravitate towards the other end of the political spectrum, you can read about who the NYT endorses for the Republican primary here. Especially interesting is the NYT's explanation as to why they are not endorsing Giuliani.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Tori Spelling (aka Donna Martin) is preggo again. She just had a baby last March! I don't even have the energy to think about having another baby! Hey, more power to her, I guess. I can see why some people might want to get their baby-havin' done in a relatively short period of time. Me? Well, I'd be happy with just one. But if we do decide to try for another, it won't be until W is potty-trained.
In other celeb-news, Amy Winehouse has, in fact, checked herself into rehab (again). Let's hope she stays and it sticks!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Mike and I took W to the doctor today for his 18-month check-up. He did not appreciate being stripped down when they weighed him, nor did he like it when they took his temperature rectally. Can't say that I blame him, really. Mercifully, he got no shots today. The pediatrician wanted to know if he colors with crayons yet. Yes, I told her, but after drawing one or two lines on the paper, he would just prefer to eat the crayons. She recommended getting an Aqua-Doodle or Magna-Doodle for him. So on doctor's orders, I got him a Magna-Doodle today at Target. It has big shape stampers and a big screen. It was under $20 and looks like it will hold up well. I got the Little People one because it was recommended for ages 2 and up and the other Magna-Doodle products were for kids a little bit older (3+). When W gets up from his snooze we're going to try it out.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Seriously. I saw an official Geese Police truck today as W and I were leaving the library. There is a huge open field behind the library where a few hundred geese like to hang out, and I guess someone had called the GP to take care of them. The company is based right here in NJ and they have franchises in various locales (sounds like a great business opportunity, right??). They use border collies (and "other" techniques) to get the geese off of your property. The website is fantastic (and pretty funny). You can meet the Deputy Dogs, get the scoop on the "suspects" and learn about their tried-and-true techniques.
And what good is a company without a motto, right? The Geese Police have a great one. "Call us to get the flock out!"
Monday, January 21, 2008
Apparently some folks at the Little Rock BCBS claim office had a going away party for a co-worker (Suzanne, I suppose). One of the supervisors called the local Wal-Mart and ordered a cake for the festivities. He told the person at the bakery to write, "'Best Wishes Suzanne' and underneath that write 'We will miss you'."Obviously, it didn't turn out quite right.
Seeing this reminded me of what happened when I ordered Mike's wedding band on the Internet. I found this website that would engrave it if you told them what you wanted during the online checkout. After entering in all my payment information, I was ready to input my message for engraving. There wasn't a place on the page that was marked for the engraving message, only a little comment box at the bottom. So I did what any rational person would do. I typed, "I would like to have this ring engraved. Hopefully that's the next step," thinking that maybe the personalization part was on the next webpage or that they would contact me and ask what I wanted. Nothing. A week or so later I received the ring in the mail. Perfect in every way except for the fact that they had engraved the inside of the ring "hopefully that's the next step." They must have worked really hard to fit that inside the ring, especially since Mike's fingers aren't very big. After getting a good laugh out of the whole thing, I contacted the company, sent back the ring, and received the correct message, with their abject apologies.
What did I want engraved? "Alligator food," plus our wedding date, naturally.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Of course, we've got nothing on Green Bay, WI. Talk about cold! Mike and I just watched the game between GB and NY. Surprisingly, NY won. I wouldn't necessarily say that the Giants played a spectacular game of ball (it's a miracle that anyone can understand Eli when he calls plays). However, Green Bay's accumulation of penalties and their own lack of spectacular play made it possible for NY to eke out a win.
Perhaps they were distracted by this? Remember, the temperature was negative 1, with a wind chill of negative 24. Apparently they are sort of a fixture of Lambeau Field.Their mothers must be so proud.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Of course, it didn't wind up helping me too much. I had already narrowed down my choice to two candidates. My "score" placed me in agreement with two candidates at an equal percentage. I guess I'll have to keep doing some digging into what they really believe and make a choice from that.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
That being said, there is one organization that has always been near and dear to my heart. I don't talk about it much (for obvious reasons) because I'm afraid people will get the wrong idea about me. You see, I've been a member of Mensa since I was 8 years old. My dad, also a member, took me to monthly gatherings that included dinner and speakers. One month there would be a tour of the post office; another month there was a guy who administered polygraph tests for a living. We had a tour of a funeral home once, and a few months later we had ballroom dance lessons. Sound weird? Maybe a little. The members I encountered were as eclectic as the monthly meeting topics. If it were not for our group affiliation it is possible that I would have never met some of those folks. What bound our hodge-podge group together? It's hard to say. I suppose the best way to sum up what makes a Mensan a "Mensan" (besides the obvious) is the fact that most of us really get a kick out of learning about new, and often off-beat, things.
Since moving to NJ my social life has gotten off track. I don't particularly like meeting new people. My friends would say I am outgoing, but the truth is, I feel extremely awkward around people I don't know. What to do? I'm going to re-up my membership with Mensa. While I've been a member for 20 years, I haven't paid dues in 5. I'm cashing in my chips, so to speak. I'm going to join the Central New Jersey chapter of Mensa. They have tons of activities and I really think it might be a great way to meet some new folks and try some new things.
If I was a member of DAR, I'd join the local DAR chapter. If I was a great bowler, I might join a bowling league. Well, I'm a member of Mensa. The way I see it, I might as well take advantage of this built-in social network and get to know some new people .
- very good-looking
I am DEFINITELY getting on the waiting list at the library for the new (unauthorized) Cruise biography that was released this week. If he's so upset about its contents, it must be juicy and scandalous!
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
A side note: Mike and I saw Tina in concert back in 1997 at the Pyramid in Memphis. She was incredible.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
But we manage. We do our routine, sans Dad. He still splish-splashes around in the tub. I remember to refill his humidifier and turn it on. He lets me put Balmex on his bottom. I dim the lights. We read "Goodnight Moon". He nurses. When he finishes he looks up at me and claps his hands softly and I say, "Time to go to sleep." I put him in his crib with his soft duckie blanket that he likes to hold, his Sut Pup (a stuffed dog a dear friend gave to him) on his chest (after giving putting its nose to W's nose like it's a kiss) and his Tigger next to him. I tuck him in under the fleece blanket his grandmother Burdy made him and say "I love you bubba. See you later." I turn the lights off the rest of the way and shut the door. Silence. He's a good little kid.
I've been cross stitching a lot with Mike gone so much. I've almost finished a birthday present for his mother. I'd write more about it, but it's likely she'll read this post, and I don't want to spoil the surprise. I'll post a picture of the finished product once her birthday has come and gone.
Also, with Mike gone, I have been watching a lot of 90210 once W's in bed. I think I watched THREE episodes last night... "Donna Martin Graduates" being one of the three. The two commencement episodes are a cheese-fest. Of course Andrea is valedictorian. Of course Kelly's dad shows up at the ceremony. Of course Brenda and Dylan almost hook up. Of course the gang spends the night after graduation camped out on a hillside overlooking LA. And of course they (somehow manage to) hang a sign over the famous "Hollywood" sign that reads "W Bev Hi 93".
Sunday, January 13, 2008
So there were two big football games today. I watched about five minutes of the Giants v. Dallas. It was tied when I was watching, but it appears that the Giants wound up winning. Surprisingly, the Colts lost to San Diego. Yes, this means that Eli "notquitereadyforprimetime" Manning's team is moving on and big bro is having to take it to the house. Not to worry about what ol' Peyton will be doing to occupy his time, I'm sure he has some more awesomely bad commercials to work on.
We're on the southern end of a Nor'easter and might get a dusting of snow tonight. The worst of the weather will be well to the north of us. I'd love some nice snow, but with Mike having to commute into NYC tomorrow, it's just as well that we aren't going to get pummeled.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
- 1 tube/can dinner rolls
- 1/2 stick butter, softened
- 1/2 to 1 tsp ground cinnamon
- 1/4 cup sugar
For the sugar glaze:
- confectioner's/powdered sugar
Friday, January 11, 2008
- you have a toddler running around who is terrified of the vacuum cleaner,
- you have a dog that would rather pee in the kitchen than go out in the rain,
- you have a husband that steps in the dog pee while trying to clean it up (bless Mike!),
- you have a self-diagnosed sinus infection.
This all goes back to what Mike and I say... It's so fun being a grown-up! You get to do whatever you want whenever you want to do it! If you're sick and you want to clean the house, by all means, go right ahead!
I'm working on a new cross stitch. It's a Lizzie Kate snippet called Summer. I am going to make it into a pillow for my living room when it's completed. There are three others similar to it for the other seasons. I have the Winter one (both the Summer and Winter were included in that big lot of patterns I got on Ebay a few months ago) that I might also do if this one turns out well.
I ordered a spring-themed cross stitch pattern a few days ago. It's by The Trilogy and it's called Spring Line-up. I thought the colors were pretty and I liked the little designs on it. It's a candidate for a seasonal-use pillow as well once it's stitched.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
I watched a couple of 90210 episodes from the 3rd season DVD set my mom gave me for my birthday. I just watched the one in which Jack McKay gets out of prison early and Dylan chooses Kelly over Brenda. Oh, the drama!
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Monday, January 7, 2008
W and I went to the library today. A while back a reader had suggested that I read A.J. Jacobs' The Year of Living Biblically. Since it was just recently published, I had to get on the waiting list for it. I was able to pick it up today and started reading it this afternoon during W's nap. So far so good. It chronicles a New Yorker's attempt to follow the Bible as literally as possible in the course of a year. This guy is a writer for Esquire, so separating the secular from the holy presents several interesting challenges for him. So far he's grown a beard (it's gotten past the itchy phase) and has had a Jewish clothing tester come in and inspect his clothing for mixed fibers (the Bible says not to mix wool and linen). The clothing tester admits that he doesn't know why God commanded this, but that since He did, it must mean something to Him. At this, Jacobs made an interesting point in this: yes, it's nitpicky, but isn't that what it's all about? Following God's commandments to a "t"? I mean, it's pretty easy to follow the big and obvious ones, such as not committing murder, adultery, etc, but doesn't your devotion show more when you follow the smaller inexplicable ones?
As for W's favorite book these days, he's really into one that Santa brought for him. It's called Where is Elmo's Blanket? and it has over 30 "nifty flaps to lift!" He really loves it. It's pretty cool how you can as him to point to "Count" or "Ernie" or "Cookie Monster" and he does just that. The best is when you ask him where "Oscar" is and he lifts the flap on the garbage can and exposes Oscar.
My mother-in-law gave me a book with over 50 embroidery stitches in it for Christmas. I learned three of them last night. They would look pretty on napkins, placemats, etc.
W's has learned how to "gimme five." When you hold out your hand and say "gimme five," he grins and pats your hand with his. It's super cute. Mike and I taught him how to do it last night by going back and forth giving each other "five". When he had seen it a few times, I held out my hand, said "gimme five," and BAM! He's such a little monkey.
Tonight's the big night for my Tigers. We were supposed to go over to our friends' house to watch the game and eat good food, but since we've both been sick, we don't really want to push it. They tried to convince us to come anyway by saying that they had been sick too, but we just don't want to "mix our sicks" as Mike puts it. Plus, Mike needs his rest tonight, as tomorrow is his first day on the job in NYC. He's going to be going in every day for the next two weeks, then every Monday for the foreseeable future. I guess I really need my rest too, since it'll make for a really long day here with W, seeing as how Mike won't get home from the city until after midnight! But it's a great career opportunity for him, so I'm up for whatever it takes to make it happen!
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Mike and I are both sick. We were feeling yucky earlier this week, then felt better for a couple of days, and now are down for the count again. I think we angered the Cold gods when we tried to fight them off with Zicam. Thankfully, W is not showing signs of illness. He's pretty content to play with his toys and bring books to us to read to him every once in a while while we are laid out on the couch. Maggie's pretty irritated with us since she hasn't gotten a real walk since Monday. This is when it's really hard to be far away from Mom and Dad!!
Friday, January 4, 2008
If you've got to get a present for a little one, allow me to recommend this: The Hasbro Playskool Busy Gears gadget ROCKS. W's Tokyo relatives got it for him through Amazon.com for Christmas and it's a huge hit. In fact, all of us sort of get a kick out of it (especially the not-too-bright dog). It plays music, lights up, and moves when the red button gets pushed. Definitely a must-have.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Here's a picture of W, Dad, me and Mike at the Hamilton train station waiting for the train to NYC.
Me and W waiting for the train right by the tracks; we could see the headlight off in the distance.
Here we are on the train going into the city; W was sleeping, Mike was reading the paper, and I was wishing I could be working on a Sudoku. Just kidding; there's not much that can top a sleeping toddler!
Our view when we exited Penn Station: the Empire State Building.
The Christmas tree at Rockefeller Center; it was SOOOO crowded!
Ice skaters on the rink at Rockefeller Center; isn't the statue cool??
A very blurry picture of W and his daddy in F.A.O. Schwarz; he loved running into and rolling on top of these pink puppy dogs.
View of the Chrysler Building looking south down Lexington Avenue. Note the dirty-water-dog stand in the foreground.
A fellow LSU fan in the park at Union Square! Geaux Tigers!
A self-portrait on our way home on the train after our mama-daddy fancy-schmancy dinner. What a day!
Okay, so today the high was 23. That's pretty cold. Poor Maggie didn't get her morning walk. She's not the brightest dog; she knew it was cold out in the backyard and didn't want to go out there to do her business, but she kept sitting by the front door and looking sad, as if she thought it might be warmer in the front yard. Sweet, but not too bright.
W is really saying "cat" now. For a while it sounded like "gat" but today he started really putting the hard "c" sound at the beginning. He points to one of his kitties and says it. When he does something he knows is good, he claps for himself. We say "good guy" to him when he does something good, and he's gotten to where he'll often say "goo ga" while he's applauding himself. It's pretty cute. He isn't consistently saying "mama" and "dada" yet, but the other morning, he came up to me and wrapped his arms around my legs and looked up and started saying "mamamama!" and grinning. It was wonderful.