Archive for April, 2004

Things that happened today

The test went well. The only concern was how to read a 200% increase. I did it right…but I don’t know if that’s what she really meant to say. But it’s probably only like 2% of my grade. So if I missed it, it’s a 98 instead of a 100.

I went to pick up small son after I was done with school stuff and all the children ran up to me. “Hi Miss Ann!” Many hugs. It was cool.

And for Brenda, when she gets back from the Beach, here is an easy recipe for barbecued pork loin. It takes a long time, but you don’t have to actually do much. Bake it for 3 hours, tear it apart, mix up some stuff, and cook it over very low heat, stirring 2-3 times, for another hour. It’s my older sons FAVORITE meal. Buy some good rolls and it’s a very, very tasty meal. Watch the meat quantity! I used a larger hunk of pork tenderloin when I made this yesterday, but I didn’t adjust the amount of sauce. It was still tasty, but it needed more sauce.

Experimenting upon the word

I went ahead and signed up for gmail. My name was available for login, it was real easy to do, and I don’t mind ads. I guess if I don’t mind Big Bubba reading my blog, I don’t know why I’d mind him reading my e-mail.

In other news about me, the drug I had been taking for my knee is not on my insurance company’s approved formulary, which means I’d be paying $40/month for it out of pocket. So, I’m trying something else, instead: Naproxen Sodium 550 mg twice a day. The patient information leaflet says that for arthritis it can take up to two weeks to work. Ouch!

Still more news: The job I had interviewed for several weeks ago is still available. They have not made a decision, and I am still in the running. I have been mentally composing a follow-up e-mail for a day or so. I’ll probably write it up and send it off today.

My final is today. I’m sure I’ll do fine.

Left-wing political diatribe

I still need to read some books to be sure of this: Richard Clarke’s book, and Woodward’s. But nobody is saying this, and it bugs the heck out of me that nobody is saying it. So, I’m going to say it.

Going to war with Iraq was a stupid mistake. Bush had an Iraq war on his agenda from Day One, and used trumped up evidence of What He Wanted To Hear to justify an act of aggression against a hostile country that posed no immediate threat to us. In the process, our armed forces have been distracted from the real enemy (the stateless terrorists that nobody knows how to fight), have been spread too thin, and are now enmeshed in a country that appears increasingly chaotic and on the verge of civil war.

The war in Iraq has nothing to do with the war on terrorism. They are two separate things, and the war in Iraq is a distraction from and a drain on the resources needed in the war on the real threat to the United States and other free countries: Al Qaeda.

Nobody is saying anything because the ‘Publicans portray any criticism as being unsupportive of our armed forces. Well, pardon me, but that’s a load. Those of us who oppose the war honor and respect the men and women in our armed services, who are in harm’s way because our arrogant, God-fearing, commander-in-chief, on a mission from said God, put them there for no good reason. This is not a war on terror. This is Mr. Bush’s war. He started it. Now we have to clean up the mess.

I’m usually not real big on “assigning blame,” except as a joke. That is, once you assign blame, you can move on and solve the problem. But it’s going to get worse if we don’t replace this man. Blame must be assigned so that people can take action. The appropriate action is to vote for John Kerry in November. Because I am absolutely confident that he would never have made such a mistake.

Can you say “Loser”?

This morning, one of the parents at the day care center where I’ve been filling in mentioned to a teacher, and to the director, that s/he had seen me drag a child by the arm. Which I did. But not far. A couple of feet. He’d done a “drop” on me when I was trying to get him from one place to another.

I shouldn’t have done it, but it’s not like I’d received any specific instructions about it. But of course, I know better. And now, they won’t be using me for the next two weeks. It’s been great working with me, and blah, blah, blah, but because I was an untrained temp, they’re just going to make do without me, rather than expose the university to the risk of a lawsuit.

I feel like such a complete idiot. In another place, I would have used a different word than “complete,” but I don’t like cussing on my blog. Not only an idiot. A failure. I liked the work. The pay was crap, and it wasn’t a career move. But it was money coming in, and at least I was doing SOMETHING. And now I’m not even doing that.

This is an exercise in self-honesty. I was not going to write anything about this. It’s so *&()$&* embarassing and stupid. But what was I going to do? Pretend I don’t have time to read and comment on blogs, when I have nothing but time? Again?

I think I’ve figured out the solution to the knee puzzle

I had thought that my knee stopped hurting either because of drugs, or because of the passage of time. Well, it was definitely the drugs. I didn’t take the drug last night and I was in pretty major pain all morning. I took it about 11:30 and it’s already much better. Could be the placebo effect, I suppose.

Little boy has been nattering for almost two solid hours about a camping trip with his daddy. Daddy is about ready to lose his mind. I seem to be much better at tuning him out. He has reached the age (almost 5) where pretend listening only works sometimes. If you make an appropriate comment every 5-7 minutes, though, you only have to listen for about 30 seconds every 5-7 minutes. I had recently begun to think that I was losing my touch at multi-tasking, but I’m doing just fine listening to the little boy natter and reading, or washing dishes, so perhaps I’m better at multi-tasking than I thought.

The magnolias are thinking about blooming. There is a lovely row of small trees down the road from my house on the median (on Rue Rochelle by Gause, for Randy). When they stop thinking about blooming and actually do bloom, I think I will break down and post a picture, because I am so excited at the prospect.

It is raining pretty persistently today. This is good; we needed the rain. Also, DH got the back yard cut yesterday. If he’d waited it would have been at least another week before he could cut it, because our back yard never really drains…it just sort of dries up, but not really.

We have a cardinal nesting in the back yard. Also, the yard is full of squirrels. We have a scrubby shrub in the northwest corner of our lot that is rapidly taking over. I want to cut it back or remove it and replace it with something less aggressive and more attractive; DH likes it and wants to keep it. I almost have him persuaded that a few native plants would provide the more natural-looking habitat he wants, while preventing said habitat from growing out of control. Also, we need to plant things that grow in lots of water, because our back yard is always wet.

I need to hire a gardener. Joe, when are you coming to town?

Amazing stuff out there

At the top of my list of “blogs I like” is Marginal Revolution. Over on the right. See it? Read it. These guys are AMAZING. Total free trade geeks, but so amazingly interesting. Recent articles have included a short script illustrating the commission hearings investigating the aftermath of an asteroid collision, the economic impact of anarchy in Somalia, the effects of caste (in India) on people’s performance in a contest, and (similarly) the effects of sex on performance in a competition in the U.S.

Apparently, everything has an economic POV. Wonderful stuff. I had thought of emailing the writers (Drs. Tabarrok and Cowen of George Mason U.) but decided, Wayne-like, that I’m not worthy.

In other news: Friends from the Folk of the Fringe are coming to New Orleans for a visit, and we’re going to go play together on Monday. Mommy1 and Oldfart48 are coming in from (mumble, smarf) and Joe is coming in from Texas. A cemetery tour, a streetcar ride, and decent Mexican food are on the agenda. I’m looking forward to it!

My Achilles tendons hurt like hell. My knee is better, but not yet fixed. I’m not sure if the shoe orthotics I’m using are the right choice. Maybe I should stop in to Bayou Foot Care next week and see if they can help me.

DH cut the grass today. He tabulated, and realizes he’s found, as of today, two species of frog, two species of lizard, and a species of snake in our yard; more herps than he’s ever found in any yard he’s lived in. Louisiana is herp heaven. We found a very large dead snake when driving last week, that seemed to have been beheaded. It was a water snake, and this was in a low-lying area. Beautiful colors, perfectly harmless, and probably pregnant. He was annoyed with whatever Bubba thought it a threat.

I have mountains of laundry to do. Laundry is a good task when you have mobility problems, because so much happens automatically. Only the moving of laundry from machine to machine is a challenge.

Grad Night and other excitement

My older son left tonight for three days at the House of Mouse, in Orlando. The entire senior class is going to Disney World. He’s really excited about it. I hope he has tons of fun.

My knee is doing much better. It’s either the drug, time, or both. I’m not looking a gift horse in the mouth; I’m very glad not to be in pain. My ankles still hurt, but not as bad as they did last week. I was on my feet a lot today, because my knee was so much better. I even took the brace off after lunch. It was digging into my fat leg. I really need to get serious about losing weight.

I have been peeking in on the Foyer for a few minutes each day, but not posting, because I don’t have much to say, really. I read the thread about the folks missing me, and I’d like to say that it’s nice to be missed. But really, I don’t expect to post again.

And in more very good news, the ads at the top of my blog are no longer mormon related. I think replacing the top spot of links with Bruce Springsteen lyrics instead of the DMU sites helped. And Dave still hasn’t dropped me from the links on his page.

Better living through chemistry

I went to the MD tonight. I did not get the pain shot (I’m not in that much pain). I did not get the Rx for Tylenol #3 (with codeine) filled, either (I’m not in that much pain). I am taking the samples of Bextra, similar to Celebrex, as a treatment for inflammation. It will have the added benefit of working for my tendonitis, too (which is much better than it was last week). The MD wants me to come in for x-rays at my convenience. It’ll probably be next week. He’s treating it as if it’s arthritis. I don’t really think that’s what it is. But I will try to hearken to Jo’s wise counsel and start walking more.

The Global Wildlife Center (link below) was a great adventure. My little boy was frightened of the very large horns on the very large Watusi cattle. He was also frightened by the American Bison. We saw four giraffes - a 22 year-old male, a 9 year-old female, and their two year- and one year-old daughters. The male was very, very tall. The zebras have become quite a talking point for the little boy. According to the tour guide, zebras show both affection and aggression by biting. So, if they like you, they’ll bite you. If they don’t like you, they’ll bite you harder. Sounds like a lose/lose thing. In any case, we were not permitted to feed the zebras. Each child got a cup of dried corn to throw to the animals. The giraffes, Watusi cattle, bison and Watusi cattle would eat from your hand. I fed the giraffe by hand, but small boy wanted none of it. Some may think he’s wimpy. I think he’s wisely cautious.

The bus ride back was quite a highlight for me. Yes, the bus ride. School buses here are privately owned and operated, and this bus had an awesome sound system. The driver, Mr. Mathews, plugged in some early/mid 70’s R&B and we jammed all the way home. My favorite was Love Train, by the O’Jays. I defy anyone over the age of 40 to listen to that song without wanting to dance. Even with a bum knee!

I’m too young to be falling apart

I’m going to whine. You have been warned.

Last night, while waiting in line with my son to have our signatures notarized on his permission slip for grad night (not bad at all…they were very efficient), my right knee started to hurt. I had to walk pretty slowly to the car to get home. By the end of the evening, it hurt quite a bit to bend it, though it wasn’t painful to put weight on it.

This morning, it felt much better, but by lunchtime at my job, I was having intermittent terrible pain in my knee. It would come and go, and when it would hit I could sit for a few minutes and then I would be OK again. A couple of times, it felt like my knee was going to go out from under me, but sideways.

At lunch, while driving around, I happened upon a Walgreen’s and bought a knee brace with side supports. It helped a lot. I went to the quick care primary care, no appointment clinic near my house after I got home, but even though they are open until 7:00, they weren’t seeing any new patients as of 5:30 because four people were already waiting. Grr. I didn’t want to go to the ER because it’s a $50 copay if they don’t admit you, and they aren’t going to admit me for this.

Tomorrow, we are taking a field trip to the Global Wildlife Center in Folsom. It’s like a zoo, except the animals are free (within constraints) and the people are in carts. It’s in Tangipahoa Parish, about an hour drive from the center. We will be gone for about six hours. Most of the time at the refuge is spent in the carts, so between that and the bus ride I will be able to sit most of the time. I’m hoping to be able to leave a bit early so I can get in to the quick care clinic at the end of the day. Because what’s the use of paying through the nose for health insurance if you are suffering, right?

Anyhow, I just hope I don’t fall down or anything stupid like that tomorrow.

One more thing…

Dave mounted a spirited defense of apostates on By Common Consent (linked at right) in the “People leave because of sin” thread over there. Well done, Dave.