"Oh Doe?"
"We can't go outdoors right now, it's raining."
"La la la la?" (Elmo's song)
"We don't need to watch Sesame Street right now either. Let's just play for a while!"
"No!"
"You don't want to play with Mama?"
"No!"
"Don't you like playing?"
"No!"
I give up.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Monday, September 3, 2012
Whose idea was this again?
Just finished day one of a couch-to-5k program. Whose idea was this again? Oh yeah, the motivated half of a split-personality.
My neighbor caught me coming home and said, "You're not one of these crazy runner types, are you?!?" My response was that I don't think I've run since the year 2000. I must have been a sight: red in the face, panting, and drenched with sweat, because even at 6:30am it was already 75 and humid.
I haven't decided yet if I'll go for day two. I really dislike running.. But I also really dislike being out of shape. We'll see which half wins.
My neighbor caught me coming home and said, "You're not one of these crazy runner types, are you?!?" My response was that I don't think I've run since the year 2000. I must have been a sight: red in the face, panting, and drenched with sweat, because even at 6:30am it was already 75 and humid.
I haven't decided yet if I'll go for day two. I really dislike running.. But I also really dislike being out of shape. We'll see which half wins.
Monday, July 23, 2012
A brief and boring update.
On Thursday we hit the road for our last big trip of the summer. PHEW! It's great to visit family and see old friends, but honestly I'm looking forward to being back in Carlisle for longer than a two week stretch! It's been a wonderfully busy, fantastically fun, whirlwind summer ... but come autumn I plan to bask in regularity.
We're headed to Maine again (for the third time this summer) and then to Milford, NH for convention and lastly to Cape Cod (for the second time). Really I'm incredibly lucky that my husband has such a soft summer schedule. He has had a lot of work to do but a good part of it he's been able to do at home between travels. And aside from the torturous car rides, Maxwell has been a trooper about all the irregularity. If only we could figure out how to get him to nap in the car for more than 20 minutes ...
There is not much else going on here ... I'm just trying to enjoy the crazy toddler antics that are in abundance these days. Maxwell is still taking two naps a day, bless his tired little self. He'll probably drop the morning one soon, but until then I'm loving that I have TWO brief opportunities to get things done (or rather, two opportunities to put my feet up and survey the disaster around me).
Maxwell is snoozing right now and I actually already cleaned up the kitchen .. hence the blog post. I take that back, I just heard a yelp from upstairs. Time to collect the toddler and head out for groceries.
Have a lovely day, dear readers. It's a beautiful one here!
We're headed to Maine again (for the third time this summer) and then to Milford, NH for convention and lastly to Cape Cod (for the second time). Really I'm incredibly lucky that my husband has such a soft summer schedule. He has had a lot of work to do but a good part of it he's been able to do at home between travels. And aside from the torturous car rides, Maxwell has been a trooper about all the irregularity. If only we could figure out how to get him to nap in the car for more than 20 minutes ...
There is not much else going on here ... I'm just trying to enjoy the crazy toddler antics that are in abundance these days. Maxwell is still taking two naps a day, bless his tired little self. He'll probably drop the morning one soon, but until then I'm loving that I have TWO brief opportunities to get things done (or rather, two opportunities to put my feet up and survey the disaster around me).
Maxwell is snoozing right now and I actually already cleaned up the kitchen .. hence the blog post. I take that back, I just heard a yelp from upstairs. Time to collect the toddler and head out for groceries.
Have a lovely day, dear readers. It's a beautiful one here!
Friday, July 20, 2012
I am still a math teacher.
I went to Kohl's recently with a 30% off coupon. Anyone who knows me well knows that this is THE ultimate piece of mail for me. I get that Kohl's envelope and see the 15/20/30 peel-off sticker and hold my breath ... will it be a 30 this time?? YES! I got a 30. So, off I went, prepared to stock up on Maxwell essentials.
The girl ringing up my purchases was college age, maybe high school. She accidentally hit the 25% button. "Oops! I'll just take off another 5%," she said, and hit the 5% button. I couldn't believe it. "Um .. I'm pretty sure that won't give me the same discount as a straight 30% ..." She looked at me like I had three heads. "Really? Why not? 25 and 5 make 30." Oh dear me ...
I tried to politely explain that percentages don't ADD together, they multiply .. and that I would end up with a smaller discount overall, etc, etc .. until she started to look confused and flustered. So instead I politely asked if we could start over and just see what happens. She graciously voided my order and started from scratch. I apologized in advance for causing her the extra work if it turned out the same after all (knowing all along that it wouldn't).
Sure enough, being a pain-in-the-butt saved me almost $2 more than if I had kept my mouth shut. The cashier was clearly surprised. "I'm so sorry, Ma'am, I've never been very good at math!" I told her it was okay, and to try to remember for future customers.
Just because I'm a stay-at-home-mom doesn't mean I can't spread a little math here and there.
For bonus points, dear readers: Assuming that correcting the poor cashier saved me exactly $2 extra, what was the price of my purchase before any discounts were applied?
The girl ringing up my purchases was college age, maybe high school. She accidentally hit the 25% button. "Oops! I'll just take off another 5%," she said, and hit the 5% button. I couldn't believe it. "Um .. I'm pretty sure that won't give me the same discount as a straight 30% ..." She looked at me like I had three heads. "Really? Why not? 25 and 5 make 30." Oh dear me ...
I tried to politely explain that percentages don't ADD together, they multiply .. and that I would end up with a smaller discount overall, etc, etc .. until she started to look confused and flustered. So instead I politely asked if we could start over and just see what happens. She graciously voided my order and started from scratch. I apologized in advance for causing her the extra work if it turned out the same after all (knowing all along that it wouldn't).
Sure enough, being a pain-in-the-butt saved me almost $2 more than if I had kept my mouth shut. The cashier was clearly surprised. "I'm so sorry, Ma'am, I've never been very good at math!" I told her it was okay, and to try to remember for future customers.
Just because I'm a stay-at-home-mom doesn't mean I can't spread a little math here and there.
For bonus points, dear readers: Assuming that correcting the poor cashier saved me exactly $2 extra, what was the price of my purchase before any discounts were applied?
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Ode to Maxwell
There's laundry to do
and a broom to employ,
but I'm much too busy
with my little boy.
He's hungry at seven,
then ten, twelve, and three.
Again at five-thirty;
It's baffling to me!
He does nap twice a day
but it never lasts long.
He awakes with a screech,
or (rarely) a song.
Between eating and napping
there's lots to explore:
Stairs to climb, doors to bang,
and oh so much more.
By the end of the day
the board books are strewn
from the basket they're kept in
across the whole room.
Under each chair
he has stashed a few things:
A teether, a monkey,
some colorful rings.
There are cheerios smashed
in his high chair, and worse --
peas and carrots have found
their way into my purse.
When he's down for the night
I barely can muster
The strength to look 'round
and survey the disaster.
So if you stop by
our humble abode
Please know I'm not really
a lazy old toad.
It's just that I've got
a one-year-old child
who is spirited, mischievous,
funny and wild.
I've been tired since April
(Two thousand eleven)
But I'd never trade in
my small gift from Heaven.
and a broom to employ,
but I'm much too busy
with my little boy.
He's hungry at seven,
then ten, twelve, and three.
Again at five-thirty;
It's baffling to me!
He does nap twice a day
but it never lasts long.
He awakes with a screech,
or (rarely) a song.
Between eating and napping
there's lots to explore:
Stairs to climb, doors to bang,
and oh so much more.
By the end of the day
the board books are strewn
from the basket they're kept in
across the whole room.
Under each chair
he has stashed a few things:
A teether, a monkey,
some colorful rings.
There are cheerios smashed
in his high chair, and worse --
peas and carrots have found
their way into my purse.
When he's down for the night
I barely can muster
The strength to look 'round
and survey the disaster.
So if you stop by
our humble abode
Please know I'm not really
a lazy old toad.
It's just that I've got
a one-year-old child
who is spirited, mischievous,
funny and wild.
I've been tired since April
(Two thousand eleven)
But I'd never trade in
my small gift from Heaven.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
It has been a long time.
I have big plans for updating this blog. Really big plans.
Seriously, I just finished my morning workout and thought (as I do most days), "Now would be a great time to sit down and update my blog!"
And then Maxwell woke up.
Seriously, I just finished my morning workout and thought (as I do most days), "Now would be a great time to sit down and update my blog!"
And then Maxwell woke up.
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