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We're moved in! :D
Dec. 6th, 2010 07:55 amStill quite a bit of unpacking to do, but we're nearly completely moved in. Davner continues to have the clothing organizational skills of a concussed panda. ;p Particularly in Jack's room, where his strategy appeared to consist of "Take everything out of a box and toss it in a heap in the random direction of where it looks like it should go - even stuff that's in boxes for long-term storage, not because it's stuff in current use and the movers packed it." The fuzzy white footie sleeper with a penguin and polar bear appliqued on the front, which Mark wore to his baptism? Does NOT belong in a heap of currently-worn clothing on Jack's dresser. Just sayin'.
He did a kick-ass job in other rooms, though. And work on the garage would take months if not for him.
The house is gorgeous. :D Housing didn't have any E5 or E6 houses available, so we got assigned an E7 house. Four bedrooms, large closets, 2.5 bathrooms, and more floor space than we quite know what to do with on the ground floor. Large fenced-in yard with a small patio, and a 1.5 car garage. We couldn't hope to get this lucky a second time if we PCS away and move back at a later date, but for now we are enjoying it immensely.
No Christmas decorating, aside from putting the little welcome sign shaped like a sled on the front door, has been accomplished. We're still getting things out of boxes and dumping the collapsed boxes in the garage. The moving company will collect them when we call for a pick-up.
I've restarted my exercise program, and am getting up with Davner at 5 am when he goes for his regular run. Yoga still kicks my ass, and hips, and hamstrings. ::sigh:: But I'm not going to get discouraged. I haven't done regular exercise in a very long time, and it's only natural that I do poorly at first.
We were supposed to have Mark's new ABA therapist come for an initial consult this morning, but she called half an hour ago to say she'd had a car breakdown and was currently waiting on the towtruck to arrive. We rescheduled for Wednesday. I'll probably use the extra time to do laundry before Dani and Jen arrive for Mark's occupational therapy.
***
Now for Meme-Sheepage!
Go to your LJ/DW/JF Archive page and post the first sentence or two of your first post from each month of 2010. Voila, Year In Review!
As we can all guess, I failed to completely restrain myself to one or two sentences. If I had any talent as a fic writer, it would NOT be in the area of drabbles. ;p Some of the posts' first two sentences made no sense out of context! I swear! ^_^;;
January, 2010
No possible way to catch up on the flist anytime soon. I'll see what I can do when we're settled into housing, rather than lurking in the TLF.
February, 2010
[livejournal.com profile] davner just walked in ten minutes ago with the freshly signed lease and our keys. \o/ He's on his way to Lowes to buy our washer and dryer, and arrange for delivery. We take formal possession Wednesday.
March, 2010
I will start this off by saying Mark *appears* to be ok. Time will tell.
Mark can not have nightlights in his room anymore.
April, 2010
I do so love visits to optometrists and opthamologists. ::dry smile::
What was supposed to be a shortish consult visit, followed by making an appointment for the actual hard contact fitting at some future point?
Turned out to be an actual fitting. Complete with multiple doses of numbing drops and orange dye drops, and scanning, photographing, and poking at my poor eyes. My left eyelid still has an orange blotch; apparently the dye sent my tear production into overdrive.
May, 2010
Buying Mother's Day cards can be a rather emotionally fraught experience when one's relationship with said mother is somewhat less than stellar.
June, 2010
Found a very delightful blog via the tumblr account of LJ's Cleolinda: http://fuckyeahcastles.tumblr.com/ Similar to such blogs as The Daily Kitten or Cupcake(s) Of The Day.
This is, as the blog contributor noted, my dream room. ::fans bookophile self::
I can feel a smallish rant coming on re: our dental insurance. May or may not write it. On the upside, we are making progress on getting Mark set up with ABA therapy.
Speaking of whom, he fell asleep half an hour ago, before WordGirl could begin. Jack fell asleep on my shoulder a few minutes ago. They look ridiculously cute. ^_^
July, 2010
If: you, or someone you know, makes a post that denigrates women or feminism, or even 'merely' comments on a news article about feminists in a manner that boils down to "Hur hur, lesbians!" or "But why are they so damn angry all the time?!"...
And: I reply in a calm and polite manner to point out that wasn't funny, and the article does not describe remotely angry women...
Then: It does not mean you have to sleep on the couch tonight, if you live under my roof. Or someone else's couch. Or that you need to be issued jesting offers of hospitality in another state. Or, if you're someone living in a different house, that you need to be worried I'll break your balls, or set you on fire, or whatever the current "ZOMG Feminists are so violent if you disagree LOL!" meme is.
It just means I am stating my views on the subject. I'm not angry. If I am angry, I'll tell you so. I will probably not offer violence, unless you are violent towards me.
That's all.
See how easy that is? Disagreeing without a knee-jerk reaction or violence?
***
Honestly. ::rubs temples:: I have a preschooler the size of a moose who's been climbing in the tomato plants and having attacks of diarrhea to deal with today. It'd be real nice if I didn't have to deal with misogyny and similar nonsense, just for a little while.
August, 2010
Hopping on briefly to say Jack's speech therapy evaluation is in a little less than an hour.
Wish us luck.
(Thank God I keep the house semi-clean on a daily basis. It's SO much easier to do last-minute company-prep when you're not in a state of "Important People are coming over! Ohshitshitshitshiiiiiiitttttt! Red Alert! Red Alert! Fear fire foes! Alert!". I can recall that stressful state occurring entirely too often when I was growing up - esp. on occasions like birthday parties when my parents knew people were coming over well in advance.)
September, 2010
If you have started noticing those 'cross-post comment to Twitter and/or Facebook' buttons in your LJ comment windows, and don't know why, the answer is here: http://news.livejournal.com/129190.html?thread=86136486#t86136486
Also a method for removing them if you wish.
October, 2010
Settling for Lil' Mittens on a side-car as the most motion related icon.
This week I embarked on yet another attempt to incorporate regular exercise into my routine. Monday-Wed.-Friday, right after Davner gets home from work.
November, 2010
I finally had the nerve to check my grade for LIBS150 and the audit of credits earned at UW-Milwaukee vs. credits accepted by UMUC.
I got an A! \o/
And they accepted most of my non-math, non-science classes, so I have very few GREs to slog through! \o/
I do have about three writing courses, at three credits each, to take. But I expected that for a paralegal/law program. And there are still a few GRes they want taken at UMUC, such as a second social science course in a different area than the Psych 101 they accepted. But it's more than I expected them to take, and it saves me a lot of time and money.
\o/
He did a kick-ass job in other rooms, though. And work on the garage would take months if not for him.
The house is gorgeous. :D Housing didn't have any E5 or E6 houses available, so we got assigned an E7 house. Four bedrooms, large closets, 2.5 bathrooms, and more floor space than we quite know what to do with on the ground floor. Large fenced-in yard with a small patio, and a 1.5 car garage. We couldn't hope to get this lucky a second time if we PCS away and move back at a later date, but for now we are enjoying it immensely.
No Christmas decorating, aside from putting the little welcome sign shaped like a sled on the front door, has been accomplished. We're still getting things out of boxes and dumping the collapsed boxes in the garage. The moving company will collect them when we call for a pick-up.
I've restarted my exercise program, and am getting up with Davner at 5 am when he goes for his regular run. Yoga still kicks my ass, and hips, and hamstrings. ::sigh:: But I'm not going to get discouraged. I haven't done regular exercise in a very long time, and it's only natural that I do poorly at first.
We were supposed to have Mark's new ABA therapist come for an initial consult this morning, but she called half an hour ago to say she'd had a car breakdown and was currently waiting on the towtruck to arrive. We rescheduled for Wednesday. I'll probably use the extra time to do laundry before Dani and Jen arrive for Mark's occupational therapy.
***
Now for Meme-Sheepage!
Go to your LJ/DW/JF Archive page and post the first sentence or two of your first post from each month of 2010. Voila, Year In Review!
As we can all guess, I failed to completely restrain myself to one or two sentences. If I had any talent as a fic writer, it would NOT be in the area of drabbles. ;p Some of the posts' first two sentences made no sense out of context! I swear! ^_^;;
January, 2010
No possible way to catch up on the flist anytime soon. I'll see what I can do when we're settled into housing, rather than lurking in the TLF.
February, 2010
[livejournal.com profile] davner just walked in ten minutes ago with the freshly signed lease and our keys. \o/ He's on his way to Lowes to buy our washer and dryer, and arrange for delivery. We take formal possession Wednesday.
March, 2010
I will start this off by saying Mark *appears* to be ok. Time will tell.
Mark can not have nightlights in his room anymore.
April, 2010
I do so love visits to optometrists and opthamologists. ::dry smile::
What was supposed to be a shortish consult visit, followed by making an appointment for the actual hard contact fitting at some future point?
Turned out to be an actual fitting. Complete with multiple doses of numbing drops and orange dye drops, and scanning, photographing, and poking at my poor eyes. My left eyelid still has an orange blotch; apparently the dye sent my tear production into overdrive.
May, 2010
Buying Mother's Day cards can be a rather emotionally fraught experience when one's relationship with said mother is somewhat less than stellar.
June, 2010
Found a very delightful blog via the tumblr account of LJ's Cleolinda: http://fuckyeahcastles.tumblr.com/ Similar to such blogs as The Daily Kitten or Cupcake(s) Of The Day.
This is, as the blog contributor noted, my dream room. ::fans bookophile self::
I can feel a smallish rant coming on re: our dental insurance. May or may not write it. On the upside, we are making progress on getting Mark set up with ABA therapy.
Speaking of whom, he fell asleep half an hour ago, before WordGirl could begin. Jack fell asleep on my shoulder a few minutes ago. They look ridiculously cute. ^_^
July, 2010
If: you, or someone you know, makes a post that denigrates women or feminism, or even 'merely' comments on a news article about feminists in a manner that boils down to "Hur hur, lesbians!" or "But why are they so damn angry all the time?!"...
And: I reply in a calm and polite manner to point out that wasn't funny, and the article does not describe remotely angry women...
Then: It does not mean you have to sleep on the couch tonight, if you live under my roof. Or someone else's couch. Or that you need to be issued jesting offers of hospitality in another state. Or, if you're someone living in a different house, that you need to be worried I'll break your balls, or set you on fire, or whatever the current "ZOMG Feminists are so violent if you disagree LOL!" meme is.
It just means I am stating my views on the subject. I'm not angry. If I am angry, I'll tell you so. I will probably not offer violence, unless you are violent towards me.
That's all.
See how easy that is? Disagreeing without a knee-jerk reaction or violence?
***
Honestly. ::rubs temples:: I have a preschooler the size of a moose who's been climbing in the tomato plants and having attacks of diarrhea to deal with today. It'd be real nice if I didn't have to deal with misogyny and similar nonsense, just for a little while.
August, 2010
Hopping on briefly to say Jack's speech therapy evaluation is in a little less than an hour.
Wish us luck.
(Thank God I keep the house semi-clean on a daily basis. It's SO much easier to do last-minute company-prep when you're not in a state of "Important People are coming over! Ohshitshitshitshiiiiiiitttttt! Red Alert! Red Alert! Fear fire foes! Alert!". I can recall that stressful state occurring entirely too often when I was growing up - esp. on occasions like birthday parties when my parents knew people were coming over well in advance.)
September, 2010
If you have started noticing those 'cross-post comment to Twitter and/or Facebook' buttons in your LJ comment windows, and don't know why, the answer is here: http://news.livejournal.com/129190.html?thread=86136486#t86136486
Also a method for removing them if you wish.
October, 2010
Settling for Lil' Mittens on a side-car as the most motion related icon.
This week I embarked on yet another attempt to incorporate regular exercise into my routine. Monday-Wed.-Friday, right after Davner gets home from work.
November, 2010
I finally had the nerve to check my grade for LIBS150 and the audit of credits earned at UW-Milwaukee vs. credits accepted by UMUC.
I got an A! \o/
And they accepted most of my non-math, non-science classes, so I have very few GREs to slog through! \o/
I do have about three writing courses, at three credits each, to take. But I expected that for a paralegal/law program. And there are still a few GRes they want taken at UMUC, such as a second social science course in a different area than the Psych 101 they accepted. But it's more than I expected them to take, and it saves me a lot of time and money.
\o/
