How weird and awful is that?
Wednesday, September 05, 2012
Wednesday with pictures
How weird and awful is that?
Tuesday, September 04, 2012
tuesday
Long long day... we were up at about seven and to the flea market. We gave away one puppy. Then back home, and make lunch, and get ready for work. Then a very long shift - and someone came in to change all the delivery specifics for tomorrows (already pulled and trucked) delivery. So I was kept late... I think I moved about 2,500 lbs of stuff during those few hours. I'm training in a new guy in my department too - although he left before most of that. I think I scared him a little today when I turned a cast iron sink up on its corner and pivoted it down onto a lift truck by myself. In general, I do not look like I can maneuver 150 lbs like that - pick up I can't do, pivot and slide and swing I can and do. I need a t-shirt that says 'Physics, Use the Force.' I really do - maybe with a lever and a fulctrum.
Esme is asleep in her bed after a bath and hair washing. She has school in the morning. Her attitude has been a bit better today. I found pink spiderman toys and they came in the mail. She liked that.
Lots to do tomorrow... first day off of two. I need more pictures - have been lacking in that department lately with all of this going on.
Esme is asleep in her bed after a bath and hair washing. She has school in the morning. Her attitude has been a bit better today. I found pink spiderman toys and they came in the mail. She liked that.
Lots to do tomorrow... first day off of two. I need more pictures - have been lacking in that department lately with all of this going on.
Monday, September 03, 2012
Laborius
Esme and I started out the morning on the wrong foot - but then we decided to go fishing at the lake. Daddy strung us an old rod and we went off with a puppy following behind us. Everything was fine until about 10 am, when we heard the other puppies yelping in the woods. The yelping got louder and louder and more high-pitched. Mark had gone to town to get groceries - so I had to come up to the house, change shoes and send Esme to Grandma's house because she was too scared to sit on the porch with the other three puppies. By that time they were still yelping loudly and Mark had pulled back into the driveway. He charged down into the woods and found the puppies on the edge of the dam crying, having tried to follow their mom through the woods and she 'scraped' them off there. Mark walked two miles through the brush and around onto the dam and brought them back out to the road - where I drove him home in the truck. As I said - laborius - for poor Mark. Esme has been good today since we went fishing though.. we had two bites and no fish before that all happened.
Mark says the day can only get more restful from here.
Nope, I have to go to work on a day they are trying to make a Black Friday sale when it really isn't... I need another vacation! And I ask you - isn't this supposed to be Labor Day? Then why do we have all these sales and promotions going on and stores full of people working?
Mark says the day can only get more restful from here.
Nope, I have to go to work on a day they are trying to make a Black Friday sale when it really isn't... I need another vacation! And I ask you - isn't this supposed to be Labor Day? Then why do we have all these sales and promotions going on and stores full of people working?
Sunday, September 02, 2012
bit
Another early day off to work, still not sleeping extremely well but Mark let me crash early and put Esme to bed again. I hope today will get over the rainyness.. Just received a text that someone I worked with passed in the night, an older gentleman. Very sad, I'll be thinking about his family. Made Esme a pair of pants last night and she was in a better mood, right up until I had to crash.
Saturday, September 01, 2012
day
Found another blog that seems to speak to me a little: Enjoying the Small Things. I can't even remember how I got there, but the post today struck just the right place. I really did not feel like being at work today - and had been 'arguing' with Esme all night in my dreams before leaving way too early for the shift. Mark said it was audible actually - although he couldn't tell what it was about. I left before she woke up. She has been pretty sweet today, and I know I am just stressed out by things in general, and with what is going on with my Mom, and need to step back a little and get with real-me as the stressed-me isn't very good at this. I'm not a person who finds it easy to relax - I feel edgy just cruising the internet for an hour - the inner me wants to 'get up and do something', but there isn't enough of me to go in all directions at once so I stay at rest for a while... then finally start doing things. Quantum procrastination? Maybe it is the hurricane in the air that has me feeling all tossed up .. or everything else, or all of it together.
pictures of a Friday off with toy fish
We went to town today and Esme got to use her piggybank quarters to buy a toy. She looked at every toy in the store and I told her how much she had to spend in the little purse she was carrying. She picked this fishing toy, which is the non-magnetic one. It was very frustrating for her at first (the one at school is magnetic I have to think..from what she tells me) but she found out the trick and has been happy with it for hours.
concentration
and she missed a lot for several minutes...
then she gets one
Mark asked me if she figured out the 'trailer hitch' by herself. Yes - but I can't remember how long ago. She 'hooks' it up to both her big wheel bike and a little push car in the downstairs and drags all sorts of toys around in the bed of the Tonka truck. I had ceased to think it was anything but normal, but yes, it is a pretty good trick.
It's moments like these that I truly think she intends to rule the world one day. I tell her to not leave them there because they will get eaten by a dog. She says, no - dogs don't eat them. But cats will. Cats (chomp) fish. Then she gets out of the 'vehicle' and lines them all up on the edge of the truck bed. Are they having a meeting? No, they are going to fight the cats. They are ready.
We are also making a solar system out of paper mache.. or at least starting with the Earth. Esme says it looks like an egg. It will take a lot of work until it looks like anything but a strange caterpillar cocoon.
Recipe:
1 cup of flour
2 cups of water
mix that up really well with fingers and get as many of the lumps out as possible.
Add a few good squeezes (probably about 1/3 cup?) Elmers Glue
mix it up really well.
Use only 'rough' newsprint, nothing shiny. The black and white works the best but color ink won't ruin it, just maybe be a bit harder to get soaked through.
Use a blown up regular balloon as a model for round things, plastic boxes work well as molds if you can get the finished product back off the bottom easily.
Cut 1 inch strips out of the newsprint, and spread some of the mixture on top of the blown up balloon (under the paper) as you lay it strip by strip. Smear more mixture on top of the strip and try to soak it through without tearing the strip. Work around the object and lay some strips crosswise and overlapping to make a mesh - or it will fall apart later. Think structure and strength. Small pieces will not have enough crosswise strength and if there is nothing to hold it vertically and horizontally it will fall apart when the balloon is gone.
Cover the entire balloon slowly from one side to the other - keep working to make the structure stronger. Lay on a shiny piece of newspaper flyer or ad to dry - as it is less likely to stick to the object as it dries. Let dry overnight or 8-10 hours. Carefully pinch some of the balloon tail up and make a hole there - let that area reconverge with the rest of the balloon air and slowly let the air out. If the paper mache is dry, strong and the structure good - the balloon will separate from the outside and deflate, being able to be pulled out. If it is a tupperware or other plastic box you are using, work it back and forth gently when entirely dry to try to separate it from the mold.
Be careful painting your object - remember it is paper, and as it gets wet again the surface loses its structure It would be best to paint small areas at a time and let them dry.
Ideas : planets, eggs, 'lanterns' (no candles or fire), bowls for decoration and holding small things, masks (cut in half), pinatas, lots more I am sure...
Notes : We went to a fast food and Esme tried to place her order but the older lady at the counter could not hear her. Still, she did good with that and happily stood in line, listened and was perfect all the way to the car and home. She ate nearly everything - and ate a big sandwich for dinner later. That is good, she has been having philosophical discussions with me about growing, food and not needing to eat because she is 'big enough' - I know I stress over these too much... but the more she argues the less capable I feel sometimes to argue back effectively and correctly so I don't give her a wrong conclusion - like 'food is for growing' which is one of her current ones. We are trying to modify that, now to 'food is for energy to be strong - including growing.' She was in argument mode again last night - mostly over bedtime, but not listening about a few others things. We were playing downstairs and she was being her usual bossy Napoleon attitude when it comes to playing... I came upstairs to let the dog out and started to fix her dress instead of returning to her. She came up, saw what I was doing and then got into the button box (off limits because she does this repetitive thing with them that annoys me and Dad both) even though I told her my hands were full and to quit... classic - 'I'm not playing in it, I'm being busy.' Then Daddy tripped over the mess she left downstairs. We put her to bed after that although that was a trial, too. Daddy took charge of putting her to bed because I needed to be up way too early for that.. and she was determined to make it a battle.
and she missed a lot for several minutes...
Mark asked me if she figured out the 'trailer hitch' by herself. Yes - but I can't remember how long ago. She 'hooks' it up to both her big wheel bike and a little push car in the downstairs and drags all sorts of toys around in the bed of the Tonka truck. I had ceased to think it was anything but normal, but yes, it is a pretty good trick.
It's moments like these that I truly think she intends to rule the world one day. I tell her to not leave them there because they will get eaten by a dog. She says, no - dogs don't eat them. But cats will. Cats (chomp) fish. Then she gets out of the 'vehicle' and lines them all up on the edge of the truck bed. Are they having a meeting? No, they are going to fight the cats. They are ready.
Recipe:
1 cup of flour
2 cups of water
mix that up really well with fingers and get as many of the lumps out as possible.
Add a few good squeezes (probably about 1/3 cup?) Elmers Glue
mix it up really well.
Use only 'rough' newsprint, nothing shiny. The black and white works the best but color ink won't ruin it, just maybe be a bit harder to get soaked through.
Use a blown up regular balloon as a model for round things, plastic boxes work well as molds if you can get the finished product back off the bottom easily.
Cut 1 inch strips out of the newsprint, and spread some of the mixture on top of the blown up balloon (under the paper) as you lay it strip by strip. Smear more mixture on top of the strip and try to soak it through without tearing the strip. Work around the object and lay some strips crosswise and overlapping to make a mesh - or it will fall apart later. Think structure and strength. Small pieces will not have enough crosswise strength and if there is nothing to hold it vertically and horizontally it will fall apart when the balloon is gone.
Cover the entire balloon slowly from one side to the other - keep working to make the structure stronger. Lay on a shiny piece of newspaper flyer or ad to dry - as it is less likely to stick to the object as it dries. Let dry overnight or 8-10 hours. Carefully pinch some of the balloon tail up and make a hole there - let that area reconverge with the rest of the balloon air and slowly let the air out. If the paper mache is dry, strong and the structure good - the balloon will separate from the outside and deflate, being able to be pulled out. If it is a tupperware or other plastic box you are using, work it back and forth gently when entirely dry to try to separate it from the mold.
Be careful painting your object - remember it is paper, and as it gets wet again the surface loses its structure It would be best to paint small areas at a time and let them dry.
Ideas : planets, eggs, 'lanterns' (no candles or fire), bowls for decoration and holding small things, masks (cut in half), pinatas, lots more I am sure...
Notes : We went to a fast food and Esme tried to place her order but the older lady at the counter could not hear her. Still, she did good with that and happily stood in line, listened and was perfect all the way to the car and home. She ate nearly everything - and ate a big sandwich for dinner later. That is good, she has been having philosophical discussions with me about growing, food and not needing to eat because she is 'big enough' - I know I stress over these too much... but the more she argues the less capable I feel sometimes to argue back effectively and correctly so I don't give her a wrong conclusion - like 'food is for growing' which is one of her current ones. We are trying to modify that, now to 'food is for energy to be strong - including growing.' She was in argument mode again last night - mostly over bedtime, but not listening about a few others things. We were playing downstairs and she was being her usual bossy Napoleon attitude when it comes to playing... I came upstairs to let the dog out and started to fix her dress instead of returning to her. She came up, saw what I was doing and then got into the button box (off limits because she does this repetitive thing with them that annoys me and Dad both) even though I told her my hands were full and to quit... classic - 'I'm not playing in it, I'm being busy.' Then Daddy tripped over the mess she left downstairs. We put her to bed after that although that was a trial, too. Daddy took charge of putting her to bed because I needed to be up way too early for that.. and she was determined to make it a battle.
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