February 26, 2007

This One's Almost as Good

Taken at Trader Vics in the Plaza in November of 1984.

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Finished with the Categories…

…finally. I have managed to get it down to 15 categories with two sub-categories. I still have to go through a lot of the early junk and put things where they belong. This seems kind of anal. I’ve made a big old mess over the last couple of years and now I am trying to get it cleaned up.

I think I am pretty much done for the day. I still have not even cracked open the Word documents that our recruiter emailed me about the seminar I have to attend Wednesday evening. Last time they had barbecue, wonder what dinner will be this time. Right now that is more important than what I have to do for the presentation.

I suppose I will print everything out tomorrow evening and take a look. Less time to get nervous about doing presentations that way 🙂

Devil Knots

There are some things that you always remember about your kids, no matter how much time goes by. When the boy was small, we had these little blue airplane looking things that we put over his shoelaces in order to keep them tied. Eventually they went the way of all things that belong to little kids, they disappeared. We started tyeing his shoes in double knots, but somehow HE heard “devil knots”. Devil knots they have been, through all three kids.

With Pete, it was the red man. On her walker there was a bar that we could put on (I think it was on her walker) and it had three little guys on it that would spin. She would invariably go after Red Man every time.

I actually feel pretty good today. The wife bought me some vitamins yesterday. I have taken them for two days now and I am not quite as exhausted as I have felt for the last couple of weeks. It’s a nice feeling to be at work and actually accomplish something besides wanting to rush out the door the entire day. Of course I could still find better things to be doing, but at least I was able to get some stuff done.

The boy has apparently hurt his wrist, the dumbass. Not for hurting himself, but for the fact that he did it at least a couple of weeks ago. He hasn’t been working out, but didn’t bother to say anything to us. The wife made him an appointment for Friday since I am off. They may need to X-Ray his wrist. Hopefully all will be well.

One of my old manager trainees called me this morning at work asking if I could send her a cook. As I generally cook by myself I don’t have any extras to send, but when I asked her why she told me that she had worked a triple shift and was working on her fourth and just needed some help. Shit. That’s not the way we do things, so I asked her what her boss had said or done last night when she called him with her staffing. She said, “well, he didn’t answer the phone. At that point I would have started working my way up the chain of command until I found some help, but she is new. That is exactly what I did. I called her bosses boss, and when he didn’t answer the damn phone, I called the Area Vice President. She had some help shortly after that and was told to take the day off. Sucks to be her, but she should have picked up the phone yesterday, rather than waiting until 7:15 this morning after she had been there for 25 hours.

Another Waylaid Plan

I had initially planned on getting up and going in to work a bit early to get some stuff done, but just didn’t want to. I suppose I will get there at the regular time today. I should be able to squeeze everything in that I want to get finished today. I am cooking but generally I can get everything done as long as I don’t fool around.

I do have to sit down and go over my presentation for Wednesday’s meeting at some point this evening though. That is one thing I am NOT looking forward to this week. My division manager says I did very well at the last one though. As long as I can keep from bopping my head around while I talk, it will be OK. I never realized it until I started video taping stuff that I do that. It looks really stupid.

Small Miracles

When Pete was born in October of 1997 it was a real shocker. Not that she was born, but all that we had to go through.

We had gone in to the doctor’s office to get the wife an ultrasound, and they noticed some weird stuff on it, so wanted us to go down to Northside and have one there. Originally we had planned on birthing with a midwife in Carrollton rather than being in a big hospital.

We got down there and they wanted to do an internal ultrasound. Apparently there was way too much fluid. Long story short, it broke her water. The wife ended up giving birth the Pete at Northside hospital, and apparently things weren’t looking too good. For awhile they weren’t even sure that she was going to live or not. It was all pretty damned scary.

Some of the details are pretty fuzzy now, but that could be that I just woke up too. I may add to this when I get home from work this evening. My wife has posted about tthis before and probably remembers much more.

Anyway, They decided that the thing to do was move her to Scottish Rite, which is across the street from Northside. Had the wife’s water not broken at Northside Hospital and given birth to my daughter there, if they had moved her at all, it would have been to send her down to Columbus. It is extremely unlikely that she would have lived at all.

If I remember correctly, the surgery itself too somewhere around eight hours. We were on pins and needles all day. I don’t remember ever having been so scared or worried at any point prior or since then.

A portion of her small intestine had never opened up, so everything was trying to go back the other way. She was full of myconium. They ended up taking out about ten centimeters of it, and they moved some stuff around that was in the wrong place.

She ended up being in Scottish rite in the ICU for 40 days or so. When we brought her home, it was still on monitors. We had to feed her every couple of hours, as the amounts she was getting were so small. She still had tubes and whatnot hanging out of her when we brought her home as well. It is just amazing to me that she is living a normal healthy life.

In 1998

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This is her at one or so.

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With her NEW little sister (at that time)

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Halloween 2002

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2006 Softball Season. She is playing again this year. Practice has already started but I think we have a couple of weeks before the first game.

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The Scurvy Dogs!

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