Happy Halloween!

Health

Of the two girls, Lauren is generally more prone to sickness. She has allergies, so it seems that for at least 6 months of the year, her nose is running almost constantly. When I realize that it's "that time" again, I try to make sure we've got Claritin stocked up so I can give her some every day. But I don't want to give it to her if she doesn't need it, so it can be a fine balancing act.

A few days ago, the runny nose started. The runny nose is usually accompanied by coughing at night--a result of post nasal drip, fairly easily solved by making sure she sleeps sitting up and maybe gets a shot of medicine, if she hasn't already had a dose.

This week seemed no different, until last night. Then, the coughing was much rougher, and she was breathing very fast, very shallow. I thought it might be bronchitis, so I canceled my classes today and made a doctor's appointment.

Nope. Not bronchitis.

We can't be sure until we see how she responds to treatment, but the doc is pretty sure it's asthma. In hindsight, it's obvious--that was classic "wheezing." I was surprised when the doc got her on a nebulizer almost immediately for a breathing treatment, though; that particular possibility hadn't occured to me.

That first treatment helped, but it's only a start. We have a month's rental on a nebulizer, and prescriptions for Prednisone (a steroid to help reduce the inflammation in her lungs) and Abuterol (the stuff that goes in the nebulizer). We're also getting the industrial sized Claritin, because it seems that the key to managing this is the preventive measures: keep the allergies under control, keep sudden cold air out of her lungs, and try to prevent colds as much as possible. Hopefully we won't ever need an inhaler.

Chinese Girls

What a Witch!

Heh.
(happier now?)

Ladies Who Lunch

Yes, these are the people I hang out with. The people I met at the library, no less.

Blame it on the Babysitter

Yeah, it washed out . . .

Flashbacks

Tonight, I went to a dance club for a friend's birthday. It's been forever since I was at a club, and maybe that's why I was having flashbacks all night. Or maybe it was just the music.

When we got an order of fried mushrooms, I flashed back to '86, when my boyfriend and I would get pitchers of beer and fried mushrooms or fried oysters at this little dive bar. Yummmmm.

When they played "We Don't Have to Take Our Clothes Off," I flashed back to '87. I can't stand that song, mostly because one of my friends played it over and over. And over.

When they played Modern English's "Melt with You," I flashed back to '90, and missed my friend Pat more than ever, sniff.

I also flashed back to pretty much ever bar I've ever been in, because I couldn't hear a damn thing anyone was saying to me. God only knows what I was agreeing with . . .

Just Deal

That's my motto right now. That, or "Suck it up and deal." Whaddya think?

Sarah & I were supposed to go on a sleepover with her Girl Scout Troop this weekend. It wasn't an official Scout thing, just a fun get together for us. We were both really looking forward to it. I missed her meeting this week because I was working (Jeff picked her up), so last night I called to get the final scoop on how much it was going to cost and what to bring from the mom who was doing the bulk of the planning. She said, "they didn't call you?" Well, you know good news isn't going to follow that.

Apparently, they canceled it because no one can afford it. She said that the troop leaders were basically talking everyone out of it. She offered to call me, but they said they'd take care of telling everyone. Yeah, except not. I went in to tell Sarah, who was already in bed, and she was really upset.

So I was pissed last night. Not only do they wait until the last minute to cancel, I was completely out of the loop. I feel like this happens because we homeschool, and since Sarah isn't in class with the other girls, I miss out. I'm pretty much over it now; this morning, while I was talking about it with a friend, Sarah overheard me and said, "What's done is done."

I also realized that I need to stop complaining, even to myself, about my job. I'm teaching Windows Vista to senior citizens. It's at three different facilities, and I have to schlep five laptop computers around. Also, I'll be bringing them in the house at night so they don't stay in the trunk overnight. It's a hassle, but you know what? They're paying me really well for these classes. For what I'm getting, I can deal with a fairly small amount of hassle.

I need to remember that I have a lot of good things in my life, and focus more on all those positive things.

Not so crabby

Just busy.

Got the car fixed. It cost $200, which isn't great, but still a lot better than $500.

Had a very nice lunch date with Jeff. We actually talked about things other than the kids!

Got most of Lauren's costume done. Hoping to finish it today and Sarah's tomorrow.

Working tonight.

Crabby

I'm having a crabby week.

Monday was a true Monday. The girls had to have cavities filled, Sarah required nitrous, the bill was about double what I expected, because I forgot about the sealants for Lauren.

On the way to the dentist, the "low coolant" light came on. After skating (which was immediately after the dentist), I took it to the shop. An hour and a half later, the verdict came back: a leak in the intake, which will require $500 to fix. You know, I've loved this car. It was a gift that meant more to me than I can ever say. But I am ready to be done with it and get rid of it. I feel like I'm throwing money down a hole. That said, we'll spend the $$$ again to get it fixed. Again.

Monday afternoon, the kids said that there was water in the basement. We had a lot of rain a couple weeks ago, but anything from the storm drains should have come up then. Ha--it wasn't from the drain, but from the wall. Super. We mopped it up; the silver lining there is that we cleaned up a huge pile of crap from that side of the wall, throwing most of it away. Yay, a large pile of crap gone! There was a little more water yesterday, which I again mopped up, and Sarah says that there is a little more today.

So putting the computer in the basement = maybe not the best idea. However, I'm more committed than ever to cleaning it out, getting rid of ALL the crap, and getting the rest in plastic storage tubs and on shelves. There's still an enormous amount of work to be done, and although Purple Heart just came yesterday, I'm planning on having a lot more for them soon.

Yesterday was somewhat better--we went on a field trip and saw a bald eagle, which was cool. Today is Lauren's first Daisy Girl Scout meeting of the semester, and she's super excited. I'm less excited, because for some reason, I'm going to be a co-leader, so I have to stick around instead of dropping her off.

"Luckily," the Youth German class didn't get enough kids, so it's not running. Too bad about the lack of $, but good on the time that I don't have to spend on it.

There is absolutely nothing on our plate tomorrow, so maybe I can finally get sewing, or at least buy the fabric. Friday, Jeff has the day off work, so we're hoping to go on a date. Hopefully, I'll have a more cheerful post by the weekend!

Pendulum

I have two modes to my life:

1. no spare time because I'm working so much, but financially comfortable
2. no money because I'm not working. At all.

Seriously, there seems to be almost no middle ground at all. Last spring, I was crazy. Things dropped off severely in July, I worked exactly two hours in August, and I've had nothing this month. I was fairly confident that new classes would start again eventually, but no money right now is frustrating.

Finally, yesterday, I got the call about the senior computer classes. That was the call I'd been waiting for; it pays the best and it's pretty fun to teach. And instead of the three hours a week I was counting on, they need instructors for more of the classes, so I picked up nine hours a week. Happily, it's two afternoons and two evenings. I really hate being gone more than two evenings a week, and during the day, I should be able to get the grandparents to babysit.

At this point, that's "enough." I have no idea if the Youth German class I'm offering through our local community center will run. Last time I checked, only one kid had signed up. If I don't get at least four kids, it's not worth it to me to run it. If that class doesn't run, then I'll be disappointed, but also a little relieved. I don't know if the German class I was teaching in the mornings last spring will start up again. They indicated interest, but I don't know if there was enough interest there, or if they managed to get funding.

So my October schedule is looking pretty packed, between ice skating, Scouts, dance, co-op, library time, and work. I'm thinking I need to start my Halloween sewing NOW. In fact, I might need to start my Christmas sewing!

The only thing I'd change about my wedding

Note--it's not my (11th) anniversary for a few more months; I was just thinking about weddings today!

I loved my wedding. I loved my dress. I loved the location. I loved the reception--although, now that I think about it, there is a second thing I would change. When the food people told me that the first course, a cranberry sherbet-y thing, had melted, I would not have said, "Well, scoop out new servings!" I would have said, "Oh, well! Move on!" In hindsight, that delay was rather substantial, and slowed things down too much.

(We now resume the fluffy bunny portion of our show.) I loved the flowers. I loved that my bridesmaids all wore different dresses, and that they all loved their dresses.

One thing I didn't love was my shoes. I chose a sensible heel, but the vamp cut straight across my instep. They were painful before the night was done, and I was limping on the way in to the hotel, because I had forgotten spares. Given my choice today, I would wear these:

I do love red shoes, and I think these would have been a fun, unexpected pop to peek out from under the lace that edged my gown. Maybe a lower heel. Maybe not, though.



And then there's this: best part of the wedding, duh.

Greetings from Holland, MI

Really, I will post more. Soon.

Greetings from Myrtle Beach

Good trip. Tired. Write more tomorrow.

Week #3

Baby Blanket

Last spring, I made my first baby blanket for Jeff's cousin (the baby shower at the spa). I liked how it turned out, and when I heard that a former coworker was having a baby, I decided to make one for her. This time, I decided to take pictures as I went, and write up a real tutorial.

Warning: this is going to be a long post. All times are approximate, and seem way too long, but things always take longer than they should!

#1: Buy fabric. 1 1/2 yards each of a flannel (yellow print) and a flat cotton (solid purple). Last time, I made the blanket with flannel on both sides, and although it was nicely cushy, I like the contrast of textures better. Don't forget thread.

#2 Cut the main panels of fabric. A rotary cutter and straight edge really help here. I think I cut out 24" by 46", though that seems like an odd size. I tried to make it about crib sized. Time: 15 minutes

#3 Cut 4" squares out of both fabrics. Precise cutting makes a big difference. The first time I made a blanket like this, I cut the squares with scissors, while sitting on the couch. Did you know that a square that isn't square will not fold into a proper triangle? The cutting goes faster if you cut strips, then stack a few strips to cut the squares. Time: 45 minutes

#4 Iron the squares into triangles, wrong sides together, then into triangles again. Time: 45 minutes

#5 Sew the triangles together in a chain, alternating fabrics. Each one should overlap the other by about half. These are called Prairie Points. Time: 30 minutes
#5.1 Get distracted by younger daughter, who wants to make blankets for her dolls and Webkinz. Time: 15 minutes

5.2 Realize that you didn't cut enough fabric squares, and don't have enough Prairie Points to go around the fabric. Cut, iron and attach more. Time: 15 minutes

#6 Sew the chain of Prairie Points to the right side of one of the pieces of fabric. Pin very thoroughly. When you get to the end, the open end of the last point should fit over the closed end of the first one. You'll probably have to fiddle with it to get it to come out perfectly. Time: 30 minutes
#7 Sew the other piece of fabric to the side with the Prairie Points, right sides together. Be sure to leave an opening for turning. Time: 30 minutes

#7.1 Hunt for the batting that you know is somewhere in the house--I mean, you used it for that last blanket, so you know it's around somewhere, right? Time: 5 days

#8 Cut the batting to the same size as the fabric. Attach it, but don't sew all the way around--you still have to leave the opening to turn it right side out. I used a zigzag stitch for this. Trim the extra fabric close to the edges. Time: 30 minutes
NOTE: yeah, you could just layer the fabric, points, other piece of fabric, and batting together and sew it all together in one step. I'm paranoid and wanted to do each layer one at a time, so I could see it more easily.

#9 Turn the blanket right side out. Time: 5 minutes

#10 Now it's time to close up the opening. Turn the raw edges in, press them well, then top stitch about a quarter of an inch from the edge all the way around. Run out of thread 16 inches from the end, because you did everything in separate layers in steps 6, 7, and 8. Curse profusely, go to the store, and buy more thread. Time: 1 hour and 30 minutes

#11 Tie ribbon through all thicknesses to keep the batting from shifting. I used an embroidery needle for this, because the eye is very large, which makes it easy to thread the ribbon through. I only did five of these, but that should be plenty. All I used was a simple square knot. Time: 15 minutes
Done! Total time: One Month

Here's the finished product, or at least a corner so the print is easier to see:
I'd love to be able to make money by sewing cute/fun stuff like this, but I think I'll stick to gifts for the time being. I don't know how Katie Fleck does it. It really was fun, and I think if I had all my crap together, I could do one easily in a day, as long as I didn't have anything else going on that day.

Did not see that coming.

The director for senior activities called me back just now. Apparently, they had computer classes for seniors in the past. Until some people started looking at porn, that is. She ended up pulling the Internet off the computers, which ended up causing issues with their phone lines, and she's not willing to put the 'net back on, because kids do use the computers sometimes.

So. That's the end of that avenue. She personally is interested in German, though, so that may open up something else.

That still leaves me with no income until October. Not acceptable. Time to go to Plan B.

I Think I Made It

. . . if only by the skin of my teeth.

A few months ago, I hit on the great idea of offering German classes through our Community Center. I picked up the submission forms, and promptly lost them. I also got very bogged down in trying to pick and choose materials, especially for upper elementary grades. Jeff finally talked me down by reminding me that I don't have to act on every single idea I get immediately. In other words, ditch the upper elementary for right now, and focus on lower elementary and high school classes.

I had kind of dismissed to CC idea, and was just going to do classes here at home, even though it would be a lot more hassle. When I mentioned that at dinner last night, Jeff voiced concern about having a bunch of unknown people in our house.

So I figured I needed to give it my last best shot. I called the CC and asked when the deadline to get new classes in the brochure was. The deadline is tomorrow, so I printed my resume, and hauled myself down there to fill out the forms. It was no big deal, although I'm charging less that I originally anticipated, but as long as I get the minimum # of students, I'll still be making $20/hour, which I can live with. I also discovered that the CC does have a computer lab and projector, so in an hour or so, I'm going to call the senior director and see if she is interested in offering any computer classes. I've been teaching computers to seniors for about four years now, and it's usually gone pretty well.

So although I'm still in limbo, and likely won't start pulling in a regular paycheck again until October, I have considerably more hope that I will get regular work again.

More Jammin'

So when I left off, I had made my first batch of sour cherry jam, and it was awesome.

Having been bitten by the berry bug (yes, I know cherries aren't berries, but I wanted to get some alliteration going on), I decided that blueberries were next on the list.

We went with some friends to a local orchard, and spent an afternoon in the orchards. While we were there, I saw that they not only had a section for "pie cherries," they had a pitting machine. Cherry jam without having to pit them myself? I was so there!!!

Once we got home with our loot, I got to work (yeah, ok . . . it was the next night by the time I got started). I made another batch of cherry jam, which also turned out wonderfully, although the pitting machine had left a few pits.

A few days later, I turned to the blueberries. I had let the kids eat some of them plain, but most of that afternoon's work went into a pot with pectin and sugar. And that jam turned out . . . not so well. It tastes ok, but the texture leaves something to be desired. It's not that it's grainy, like the sugar didn't dissolve. But it isn't smooth, either. In a word, it is disappointing.

I don't know if I'll try blueberry jam again next year, because that was an awful lot to "waste." Not that we can't eat it, but it just isn't as good. If I'd known, I wouldn't have bothered with making jam, but frozen all of them to use in pancakes and ice cream toppings for the rest of the year.

"Mystery" Post, Week 2

Didn't make a lot of progress this week . . .