DC1’s algebra teacher quit to join administration a couple of weeks after the second semester started (after a week long absence). I guess we’ll have to keep a closer eye on the rest of the semester since algebra is so fundamental and I’m pretty sure zie doesn’t now how to factor polynomials even if zie does know how to multiply them.
Super bummed that Teen Vogue is no longer doing a print edition. The last few issues were AMAZING, including one guest edited by HRC. Irritatingly, they switched DC1’s subscription over to Allure magazine “the magazine for people who care about beauty” or something like that. Full of “beauty tips.” This month’s issue was on nudity and had a nearly naked airbrushed stereotypical model on the cover. Completely not appropriate for an 11 year old or really anybody. And very different from a magazine that features people like Malala Yousafzi on the cover. I will be getting a check for $2 in the mail for my cancellation– Teen Vogue should have been charging more. It’s a different market and was worth much more than the ridiculous $10 for 2 years or whatever it was I paid.
Forgive me, for I have referred to a paper about fertility as “seminal” in published work. Next up: referring to a paper about religion as “canonical”. And a paper about building cities as, “ground-breaking” (or should I save that one for agriculture?).
it is weird to me that my kids have had macarons before having had macaroons.
DC2 has moved onto chapter books at school. Zie is in love with the Geronimo Stilton that DC1 read maybe once or twice. They have such different taste in books. Really the only commonality is that they both love Jim Benton, author of Franny K Stein and Dear Dumb Diary. I so wish we had Scholastic so I could indulge in buying sets of series we don’t have (like Thea Stilton!)
Preserved walnuts are really good. If you ever get the opportunity to try/buy them, take it!
My cholesterol is fine this year (whew!), so maybe all that additional lunchtime walking did some good! Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem to have helped with my vitamin D levels (which may explain the fatigue I’ve been having), so my doctor wants me to go from 2000 iu to 5000 iu. I’m going to compromise and do 4000 iu because that means I can have a 2000 iu when I brush my teeth and keep another bottle of 2000 iu in my office when I get my mid-day slump.
It isn’t a bargain if you can’t afford it.
We owed an additional $2846 in taxes this year, not counting the estimated taxes for this next year. [Update: We forgot a whole ton of donations– didn’t go through the school email folder or the check register, so it’s actually $100 less than that. With the additional donations, we’re just a little over the standard deduction. Also turns out there’s no point for us to declare a home office since we don’t get anywhere near the minimum for it to count for us– We make too much and our house is too big and too cheap.]
DC2’s school was having a performance for parents/relatives and one of their dances had them shooting with finger guns. This disturbed DC2 enormously given that they started practicing right after the FL school shooting. Thankfully someone decided to change that number to something in less bad taste.
Oven roasting vegetables is surprisingly easy and tasty. Why have I not been doing this all my life?
I accidentally deleted my amazon wishlist and couldn’t bring it back. I was able to recreate the first page (because I had it open in another window), but not the second, which means I lost some Darcy Burke books I wanted (I don’t love all of hers, but some were worth getting) as well as the replacement watch I want to get at some point but not until my current watch stops working. And… I’m not really sure what else. :/ Oh well, if I really really had wanted whatever it was, I would have gotten them by now.
GT pullout for Kindergarten is supposed to start in March with permission and testing in January. But DC2 told us that zie and the other kid in hir “I” level reading group have been going already since before winter break. I think I’m not bothered that the school didn’t mention this to us. And we did fill out the nomination/permission slip for GT testing and got it in early so maybe that counts even though zie hasn’t done testing yet. And I would feel bad for kids if their parents didn’t give permission.
I have gotten so many colds this year. It sucks. :(
It’s the first day of the quarter and the rain is pouring. The phone system is broken indefinitely and the printers/copiers have gone down. The fire alarm isn’t alarming, but it is beeping inconsolably. At least the pipes didn’t freeze and flood my office like those poor professors on the East Coast.
Our compost pile is really the only way to get dirt around here absent of buying it.
Remember how I had the scary dentist experience (newer readers should definitely read this story– it is pretty awful)? Well, it turns out she didn’t even do my crown right– it was too high and that is probably why the top tooth cracked requiring my second crown. My amazing current dentist fixed the old crown when the bite wouldn’t work with the new one. I didn’t realize how bad my bite was during those 6 years, but it seems obvious now that it has been fixed. I wish I’d thought to ask him to check 5.5 years ago when I switched to him– I could have avoided (or at least put off) this second crown! The experience was a lot different too– he spent the time explaining about the architecture of the tooth and what parts to sand down and which tools to use to do it and how to get the angles right and so on. He also discussed the different materials that these crowns are made of and what research says about how they affect mouth muscles while chewing and why he prefers the one he gets for his patients. It was lovely. Or about as lovely as an hour and a half of sanding down and refitting a new crown could be.
DC1 (now age 11, but 10 when zie took the exam) got a 1260 (out of 1600) on the SAT. Not bad for someone who hasn’t quite finished half of Algebra 1.
DC2’s report card came with excited notes that DC2 can count past 100. But… DC2 can do multiple digit addition and subtraction with borrowing and carrying at least two different ways (traditional US and Singapore style) and can do quite a bit of single digit multiplication. I wonder if we should talk to them about math. [Update: We emailed and they said they’d add harder stuff to the math stations, which in practice, according to DC2, seems to be a couple of those puzzle games where you try to match up square cards based on the pictures they have on them.] We also wonder what grade would be best to skip given the dual-language thing and if there are immersion summer programs we could send hir two to bulk up on Spanish if zie does skip a grade. We have until May to decide about grade skipping testing for the year.
It seems like a lot of people have no idea how horrific slavery actually was.
DC2 is learning angles. Zie says, “Obtuse! Obtuse! She says I’m obtuse!” in hir best Rudolph voice.
On a recent plane trip, I shared a row with the guy partly in charge of food on American Airlines. I told him I really liked the Biscoff and he said that was one of his programs. :)
Trying to get flu shots for my kids has been non-trivial this year. I called and the receptionist said only my doctor’s nurse could make those appointments and then I got the voicemail for the nurse which said that if this was about appointments to press 0 because the front desk could make those appointments, then the front desk again refused. Later that day DH called and actually got the nurse, but she said they couldn’t get flu shots unless they had their well-child appointments for the year (even though they both had them before school this year!), but the first available for a well-child visit was not for weeks and they would have to be taken out of school (and while DH was on the phone, google calendar suddenly decided to have a bug on all our devices throwing back to 2015 and not showing any items for 2017– it worked again on all devices like 10 min after DH got off the phone). Then DH realized that DC1 is old enough to get a shot at the pharmacy so we all went to the pharmacy. So I guess DC2 will just not be getting a flu shot this year.
DC1 has the same shoe size as my sister now. I still have another half toe in size on hir, but it’s getting close! It is a bit crazy how quickly the feet grow compared to the rest.
DC2 watched Tiny Snow Fairy Sugar and cried and cried that it was over and there wasn’t a second season and zie couldn’t watch it again for the first time. I tried Angelic Layer, but zie wasn’t into the first episode. Right now zie is watching YumeIro Patisserie on youtube.
We cleared out a bunch of board books and similar books that DC2 has outgrown (we kept stuff like Sandra Boynton, but not the super easy readers meant only for babies), and now there’s a bunch of empty space in one of our bookcases where we had been keeping the grade K-3 chapter books (which are now in DC2’s bookcase). I feel a bit twitchy about this. I’d expected to be buying Spanish stuff from Scholastic (Club Leo), but the teachers never started Scholastic even though they said they would. I guess they forgot. :(
I CANNOT imagine borrowing money to go on a vacation ever, whether or not I already had a ton of debt. This is probably the first time I’ve felt that we could probably handle a Hawaiian vacation given our income. However, I think I would rather spend that money on the kitchen (also political action and charity). (Plus there’s always that looming question of whether or not my 12 year old car is going to finally give up on us.) Of course, I can’t imagine borrowing money to renovate a functional kitchen either. (Borrowing for a car is often a necessity, particularly in areas where public transportation is poor.)
Related: Consumer debt from buying luxuries and choosing to service high interest debt rather than sacrifice spending to pay it down is VERY different than medical debt caused by insufficient insurance from our broken health insurance markets.
I have finally abandoned “he or she” or “(s)he” in my technical writing. I’m still having trouble replacing it with the singular “they” so I’m mostly rephrasing to remove pronoun use at all or to make the they plural. (On the blog I’m sticking with zie and hir.)
DC1 grew a bit more after I typed that third bullet [#2 edits: bonbon], and is now the PERFECT size for a chin rest.
Amazing discovery: TJ’s Happy Trekking mix left in a hot car and then taken inside results in the most amazing fruit/nut chocolate clusters. A+++ would recommend.
I have been really enjoying fancy fruit balsamic vinegar mixed with seltzer.
I finally got a letter from George Soros. He wants me to fight to legalize marijuana which (other than the racial aspects of imprisonment which are a problem and the medical aspects that are already dealt with pretty well) are so far down on my “to protest” list… I can’t even with the “paid protestors” bit the alt-right keeps trotting out. If Soros were paying we’d be protesting marijuana laws, not the affordable care act or anti-science or laws that harm minorities.
Roses are red
I’m in a training
Poetry is hard
I hate when you have to schedule a meeting for a group of people because it is the only way to get one (white, male) guy to do the one tiny piece of work that only he can do, that you sit there waiting for him to do at the meeting, and it actually takes longer to schedule the @#$@3ing meeting than it would take for him to just do the one tiny piece of work that only he can do and then email the results out.
Speaking of meetings– I would like to stop getting cryptic emails saying we need to set up an appointment to meet/talk on the phone about an urgent sensitive matter. THREE this week. About completely different things! Stop sending cryptic emails! Just pick up the damn phone and call or stop by my office. Or, better, stop having urgent and sensitive matters that need my input!
update: none of them turned out to be that big of a deal in the end, or at least nowhere near where my imagination went!
“The usual” interview questions are generally asked for a reason. Asking bizarre vaguely threatening questions in an interview to catch the interviewee off-guard does not make you a good administrator, it makes you a bad one. Interviewing is not a gotcha-game, it’s a negotiation between two parties, both of which will be making a decision about fit. Though I suppose in the world Republicans want, people will be so desperate for low-paid work that they’ll put up with whatever stupid psychological games their boss wants to put them through.
huh, look what you made me do IS I’m too sexy (for my shirt too sexy for my shirt)…and she did the right thing and paid to use it. Cool.
I’m still doing my weekly calls but it feels like the bad guys are starting to get ahead, particularly in the realms of fascism. Nobody showed up to the Indivisible voter information session other than the organizers. What else can we be doing? What are you doing?
I knew John Green had terrible taste in literature (as evidenced by his deep abiding love for the required HS whiny privileged male protagonist canon), but I didn’t realize it wasn’t just that he liked terrible books in addition to good books. He has read one Terry Pratchett. (A Discworld too, and not one of Pratchett’s early meh children’s books.) I can’t even. How is that even possible? None, All, or “I’m in the middle of the series” all make sense, but one is beyond the bounds of belief.
I guess I like some of the “privileged people create their own problems” literature, but generally the ones I read allow the reader in on the joke. Like if Gatsby had Jeeves working for him. Emma is a warning about what happens when an intelligent woman has too much time on her hands, not whatever deep lessons it is that people get from Holden Caulfield’s incessant whining. Though I guess they both would have been better off with meaningful occupation. We chuckle at Emma but nobody identifies with her. Maybe because of male privilege– men want to identify with privileged losers but that’s a luxury women don’t have. To get as whiny and indolent as Holden Caulfield as a woman, you end up being a side character put in the story merely for comic relief.
Note to self: If I ever become a YA writer, try writing a story where Caulfield is a minor character played for laughs from the perspective of a female protagonist.
It is annoying that some of the jargon in my field is non-pc. I am currently going through a paper doing a find/replace to change all the bad jargon into less obnoxious words. I know I could probably get this published with the jargon still in place, but non-pc terms can hurt marginalized people and we don’t have to do that. Still, because it is the jargon in my field, my early drafts always use the shorthand. Just 42 instances more to go…
The times in my life when I’ve been least happy have been times when I have had less agency and the times when I’ve been most happy, I’ve been the one deciding what to do with my life. I suspect this is healthy.
I keep getting upper respiratory infections. (I suspect this is not healthy.) I do not like it.
It feels amazing to not be sick after being sick.
It is amazing to have DH back after him being gone for over a week.
Don’t forget to call your senators about health care! They’re likely to try to repeat what the House did and pass their horrible bill that drops healthcare coverage for the neediest, breaks insurance markets for people on the exchanges, removes coverage protections for those with employer sponsored health insurance, and gives enormous tax breaks to a few people, when they think nobody is paying attention.
“Knives” is an awesome name for a girl. Like Knives Chau.
Wonder Woman is the hero we need, but not the hero we deserve.
I have had minor chest congestion and a small cough since May. It doesn’t seem to be allergies. I know at this point I should probably go into see a doctor but I seriously doubt it will make a difference. Maybe I’ll get chest x-rays and they’ll find bronchitis, and then what? Probably nothing, possibly antibiotics that won’t do anything. (Update: trying a different antihistamine than my usual helps but only while it is working, so maybe allergies?)
I don’t think it’s a coincidence that bloggers who complain about debt and money also borrow money to buy luxuries we don’t generally feel we can afford.
DH is listening to the new Al Franken book and keeps getting verklempt. DH says he has to pause it while driving in order to gather himself together. Apparently it hits lots of emotions.
Why doesn’t spellcheck know verklempt? Overslept is not even close!
John Green had a brief but intense love affair with Ryan Gosling on the set of LaLaLand. It was only 48 hours, and they don’t keep in touch, but he has never felt so loved.
There’s this thing that several current pop songs are doing with auto-tune these days that I don’t really like. I don’t mind auto-tune when it’s used to say, correct Brittney Spears, and I kind of liked the electronic vocal effects that they played around with in the 1980s. I think the difference here is that it hits the uncanny valley of vocal stuff.
I want to play planescape torment again
DC1 doesn’t greedily identify, or really identify at all, with the lone genius trope. Zie hasn’t even reread Matilda (which we own). I think this is a good thing and evidence that zie is having a much happier childhood than the rest of us did.
What do I need to do in order to find a job I don’t hate given that I hate to work? (what/how/where/how???).
I’ve been reading about people who hate to work. Unfortunately a lot of the advice is “start your own business!” which is the worst. Or become financially independent, sure, but first I have to work to get money. “Start a side hustle!” but I don’t even have the energy for ONE hustle.
Solution to the CSA turnip problem: veggie spears with dip. Turns out raw turnip is pretty inoffensive.
MIL was being reticent about accepting our portion of the cabin/hotel costs (or even letting us know what said costs are– thankfully there’s google to give guestimates based on posted website prices), so we just sent her a check for $800. She cashed it. Victory! (I hope that means it was a reasonable amount and not that we low-balled the costs.)
I took a whole bunch of “what anime should I watch next” and they all said ouran high school host club even though they all had different questions. But I’ve seen it literally three times. I do own the dvds… maybe I should just give in. I kind of want to rewatch yamato nadeshiko shichihenge and I also own that so maybe. I bet the kids are old enough to enjoy scrapped princess.
As I often do when I can’t figure out an anime to watch, I read some manga. This time around I found Kimagure Orange Grove since I last saw the anime like 20 years ago. What gets me this time around is how current some of the 1980s fashions look (even though my closet is full of brand-new 60s-style print dresses!). In the past 1980s manga/anime has seemed really dated by the clothing, but no more! I guess everything old is new again.
DC2 is really into books about people (kids, cats, etc.) behaving badly. Hir favorites were David of No David! fame and Bad Kitty (of Bad Kitty fame). Hir swimming instructor recommended Junie B. Jones, which I purposefully never ever got for DC1… but we picked one up at the library for DC2. I’m hoping that the explanation that Junie B. Jones does NOT behave well (and DC2 would NEVER behave like her) will be sufficient. After all zie hasn’t behaved like David or Bad Kitty… I worry a little because when I was little I would sometimes pretend to be book characters, but some of that was me not being mentally stimulated enough, and we work hard at getting our kids mental exercise. But DC2 is ok with but not crazy about Magic books (like The Magic Treehouse), unlike DC1 at this stage, and zie isn’t yet into mysteries… so if one wants DC2 to eagerly read chapter books, one has to supply what DC2 likes. (I forget when DC1’s love of mysteries suddenly and mysteriously started, but I think it was closer to age 6.)
Nice kitty has learned how to play fetch with her favorite toy– a thick shoelace that she wants us to drag on the ground so she can chase it.