Friday, October 08, 2004
Thursday already?
No, actually it's now Friday. Yi.
Well, let's see. Tuesday was the Veep Deebate, which was not exhausting in itself. Just hard work reading up all the commentary later (IT'S HARD WORK!!), not to mention trying to keep from being blown out past Jupiter by the GOP Spin Machine.
Wednesday was pretty busy, with the add-on of a dentist appointment for Mike, and also me going back to the booksale for Bargain Day ($2 a bag!!). I always find stuff I either missed, or that got put out mid-sale, or that I didn't want to spend a whole 50 cents on but would take a chance with at about a nickel.
That evening I was helping Mike with his homework. He gets to use a cute little device called an Alpha-smart, basically a self-contained word processor in laptop form that can download the contents to a regular computer. He is much better at typing than writing by hand, and can make a good stab at lots of words.
So we discussed his assignment, which was to answer five questions about how snakes (the animal he chose to report about) live in their "web of life". The last question was "How do they care for their young?"
Because we do a lot of story-telling and such, Mike's guess was that the mother snake fiercely guards her nest of babies. So I explained that wasn't the case. Baby snakes could take care of themselves as soon as they were hatched, and so all the mom snake needed to do was find the safest place she could to bury her eggs in the sand. So his answer to "How do they care for their young?" was:
It dont.
Today I was busy again. Went to a training meeting for the medical flavor of the Emergency Response teams being built up in our county. We were GOING to have a big mass inoculation practice, as if in response to some bio-terror event, and Jackie, our head of County Nursing, had intended it to double as a flu shot drive. She had scored a bunch of free vaccine and everything...until this big contamination disaster. So now we have about 1500 vials for a roughly 15,000 person catchment area. :/ We will still be having the drill, but my shift, the afternoon one, is very likely to be canceled due to running out of stuff to shoot people up with.
Tomorrow I am very likely to be inflicting puppy pictures upon you. Damaris and fam are adding Cubby, an Australian Shepherd mix, to their entourage, but due to assorted mix-ups, her former owners passed her over to US, just as my descendants were fixing to head to Denver for the weekend. So we are pup-sitting TWO dogs, which is not a problem except that Cubby is barely 6 weeks old (Yes, I know. The former owners are weirdos.) and thus somewhat more labor intensive than good old laid back Corky.
As you will see from tomorrow's massive cuteness spammage, though, she's worth it.
Well, let's see. Tuesday was the Veep Deebate, which was not exhausting in itself. Just hard work reading up all the commentary later (IT'S HARD WORK!!), not to mention trying to keep from being blown out past Jupiter by the GOP Spin Machine.
Wednesday was pretty busy, with the add-on of a dentist appointment for Mike, and also me going back to the booksale for Bargain Day ($2 a bag!!). I always find stuff I either missed, or that got put out mid-sale, or that I didn't want to spend a whole 50 cents on but would take a chance with at about a nickel.
That evening I was helping Mike with his homework. He gets to use a cute little device called an Alpha-smart, basically a self-contained word processor in laptop form that can download the contents to a regular computer. He is much better at typing than writing by hand, and can make a good stab at lots of words.
So we discussed his assignment, which was to answer five questions about how snakes (the animal he chose to report about) live in their "web of life". The last question was "How do they care for their young?"
Because we do a lot of story-telling and such, Mike's guess was that the mother snake fiercely guards her nest of babies. So I explained that wasn't the case. Baby snakes could take care of themselves as soon as they were hatched, and so all the mom snake needed to do was find the safest place she could to bury her eggs in the sand. So his answer to "How do they care for their young?" was:
It dont.
Today I was busy again. Went to a training meeting for the medical flavor of the Emergency Response teams being built up in our county. We were GOING to have a big mass inoculation practice, as if in response to some bio-terror event, and Jackie, our head of County Nursing, had intended it to double as a flu shot drive. She had scored a bunch of free vaccine and everything...until this big contamination disaster. So now we have about 1500 vials for a roughly 15,000 person catchment area. :/ We will still be having the drill, but my shift, the afternoon one, is very likely to be canceled due to running out of stuff to shoot people up with.
Tomorrow I am very likely to be inflicting puppy pictures upon you. Damaris and fam are adding Cubby, an Australian Shepherd mix, to their entourage, but due to assorted mix-ups, her former owners passed her over to US, just as my descendants were fixing to head to Denver for the weekend. So we are pup-sitting TWO dogs, which is not a problem except that Cubby is barely 6 weeks old (Yes, I know. The former owners are weirdos.) and thus somewhat more labor intensive than good old laid back Corky.
As you will see from tomorrow's massive cuteness spammage, though, she's worth it.
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