Wednesday, January 16, 2008
My pink eye(s) problem is almost completely gone, but I've still got a wicked sore throat. This makes 8 days in a row. The doctor said it isn't strep, probably just post-nasal drip or something. At this point, I don't care what the hell it is... I want it GONE.
The "Die! Die! Die!" thing is still happening. I was completely ignoring it for a while, hoping it would go away, but it hasn't. Time to employ a new tactic.
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Sunday, January 13, 2008
Kind of a bummer weekend here. I have pink eye(s). Plus a small helping of the chest cold that's making the rounds in this area. So it's off to Urgent Care this morning...
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Thursday, January 10, 2008
It is a bit colder today, but still warm enough for playground fun. We had the entire place to ourselves this morning...
This afternoon, while we were playing together at the house, Piper started running around the living room with a wooden spatula in her hand, screaming "Die! Die! Die!" repeatedly and laughing. I'll admit it: the first time she did it, I laughed too... but only because I thought that I must have heard her incorrectly, and I thought it was funny how my mind was playing tricks on me. Then it happened again. And again. I distracted her with a different game, and she stopped. But.... holy crap! Where did she learn that? Certainly not from T or me. She watches approximately two hours of TV on most days, but always DVDs that I have pre-screened and most times, I am right in the room with her so I can see/hear everything. With the exception of her cousins (who, to my knowledge, don't run wildly through their house screaming "Die! Die! Die!"), she doesn't spend time alone with any other kids. Maybe she was just speaking nonsense and it came out sounding like "die?" Who knows, but it sure was fucked up.
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Wednesday, January 9, 2008
The temperature is in the mid-50s here in New York. That just ain't right. A week ago, we were building snowmen and shoveling our cars out of thigh-high snowdrifts. Which is what we should still be doing now. It's January, after all, not May.
Numerous times this week, I have heard various people say how happy the warm weather is making them feel - how motivated, how cheerful, etc.- and I can't help but think to myself, "how disturbing!" Surely I'm not the only one who is freaked-the-hell out by this mid-January t-shirt weather on the East Coast... right? It really disheartens me that more people are not as worried by the warmth as I am.
We don't yet have a hybrid car (though I'm hoping we'll be able to afford one within the next year or two), but T and I are otherwise pretty green. We are very good about recycling. We take canvas bags with us when we shop. We rarely buy bottled water. We support our local farmers' market on a weekly basis. We use CFL light bulbs. Still... I feel that these things are merely tiny drops in an enormous bucket, and I want to do more. I'm not sure where to concentrate my efforts...
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