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azurelunatic) wrote2003-11-24 03:15 pm
azurelunatic) wrote2003-11-24 03:15 pm
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Last night, went shopping and got a sun tea jug, a four-pound bag of sugar, a bottle of vodka, and some bags of red frozen fruit, among other things. I poured the things inside the tea jug, and am currently brewing up a batch of what Dawn called "blood cordial", for its color. Hee.
Clover stopped by right after I'd gotten the first iteration of dumping done, and stayed and we gossiped.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
votania came home during that. I have learned that when Clover says she's going to just stay for a few minutes, to find a seat, because we'll go on forever. I'm still enough of a kid to think that. I love talking with her, but I can't stand for it. So my ass got sat down on the empty laundry detergent bucket, and gossip happened. Poured the juice from the apricot cordial that I was brewing last year off into an old glass Snapple Fire bottle. (I hate the new metal ones.)
I dreamed something about uniforms and soldiers and someone trying to die but being tracked through the uniform's transponder.
Got up, went to school. Interesting lecture on what to do with Microsoft's web server if you have it. That's really Zoila's department, but I had fun listening. Evidently I'm becoming the Linux gurette. Fine by me. Bruyn said that he gave up programming long ago when his boss said that if he needed programs, he could have a programmer, but his time was more valuable elsewhere. Good by me. I'm not a fan of programming, mostly because I suck at it, which is mostly because I think that my time is more valuable spent elsewhere.
After that, there was a GSU event meeting -- a whole-school thing, a presentation on how to beat the holiday blues. There was chattering afterwards. I'm going to be going ahead and doing with the Solstice party, I guess, because it's become a tradition.
I guess I'm the cheering section on the "You can tell your family no, and not promise them stuff that will interfere with your life and stress you out" issue. Now, if only we can get across the thing where the one can say, "No," without having other plans for holidays, and just be able to say, "No".
I picked up Little Fayoumis. He works best when he has an understanding of what's coming up for the week; he's a planner just like I am, and doesn't do well with shifts in routine. If we tell him about it ahead of time enough, he's just fine with it, and if we tell him that this is a tentative plan, and that plans change, and keep him informed on the changes, he's very happy. He likes being in the loop.
I introduced the concept that Mommy likes a certain degree of peace and quiet for the holidays, and that holidays at Grandma's are noisy and stressful, and if you're all stressed out, you can't enjoy the holiday, and holidays are for relaxing! Little Fayoumis seemed to dig it. On some of the more abstract things, I'm never sure if he's having it all sink in or not, but all I can really do is try.
He's got a unit on countries of the world starting up in December. Even if I don't have much spare time to come into his classroom to volunteer, at least I can be a good learning-support parent at home, eh?
Clover stopped by right after I'd gotten the first iteration of dumping done, and stayed and we gossiped.
votania came home during that. I have learned that when Clover says she's going to just stay for a few minutes, to find a seat, because we'll go on forever. I'm still enough of a kid to think that. I love talking with her, but I can't stand for it. So my ass got sat down on the empty laundry detergent bucket, and gossip happened. Poured the juice from the apricot cordial that I was brewing last year off into an old glass Snapple Fire bottle. (I hate the new metal ones.) I dreamed something about uniforms and soldiers and someone trying to die but being tracked through the uniform's transponder.
Got up, went to school. Interesting lecture on what to do with Microsoft's web server if you have it. That's really Zoila's department, but I had fun listening. Evidently I'm becoming the Linux gurette. Fine by me. Bruyn said that he gave up programming long ago when his boss said that if he needed programs, he could have a programmer, but his time was more valuable elsewhere. Good by me. I'm not a fan of programming, mostly because I suck at it, which is mostly because I think that my time is more valuable spent elsewhere.
After that, there was a GSU event meeting -- a whole-school thing, a presentation on how to beat the holiday blues. There was chattering afterwards. I'm going to be going ahead and doing with the Solstice party, I guess, because it's become a tradition.
I guess I'm the cheering section on the "You can tell your family no, and not promise them stuff that will interfere with your life and stress you out" issue. Now, if only we can get across the thing where the one can say, "No," without having other plans for holidays, and just be able to say, "No".
I picked up Little Fayoumis. He works best when he has an understanding of what's coming up for the week; he's a planner just like I am, and doesn't do well with shifts in routine. If we tell him about it ahead of time enough, he's just fine with it, and if we tell him that this is a tentative plan, and that plans change, and keep him informed on the changes, he's very happy. He likes being in the loop.
I introduced the concept that Mommy likes a certain degree of peace and quiet for the holidays, and that holidays at Grandma's are noisy and stressful, and if you're all stressed out, you can't enjoy the holiday, and holidays are for relaxing! Little Fayoumis seemed to dig it. On some of the more abstract things, I'm never sure if he's having it all sink in or not, but all I can really do is try.
He's got a unit on countries of the world starting up in December. Even if I don't have much spare time to come into his classroom to volunteer, at least I can be a good learning-support parent at home, eh?