Thursday, January 12, 2006
Well, Monday was pretty good.
Even though we almost had to watch March of the Penguins in Spanish. Not that there's anything wrong with that...except probably the penguins are more fluent in it than I am.
We had had the same trouble, for a while, when the kids were here and we tried to watch Madagascar. Turns out there is a setting in the Dishnet thingie that, if you click it, says you want to get your broadcasts in the alternate language when possible. Not that ANYONE around here EVER plays with thingshe they shouldn't and messes them up so that MOM has to fix them, pant, pant.
I don't remember if it was Monday or Tuesday that I found out they are releasing a DVD of the Best of the Electric Company. HEYYY YOOOU GUUYYYYSS! Remember that?!? I am of course getting it for Mike, for educational purposes. NOT for me so I can watch Spiderman and all.
And hey, did you know Joss Whedon's dad was the Electric Company's head writer? Me neither!
The ol' storm clouds rolled in here on Tuesday, though, and I don't mean the weather kind.
When Mike and I first started to go see the "feelings doctor", I had a dream that I think kind of sums up the basic problem we are working on. I dreamed I was managing a sort of motel by the ocean somewhere. I was having trouble keeping up with my tasks because the ocean was acting funny -- I kept going to check on it to see what it was doing now. Then I saw that an alligator had washed up on the beach, right by our motel. Mike and a bunch of other kids were in a circle looking at it.
I ran out onto the upstairs deck and shouted, "Mike! Stay away from it! Don't go near it! All you kids, back off!!"
So all the kids backed off. Except of course Mike, who looked up at me like I was speaking Penguin Spanish at him, and walked right up to the alligator's head so it could EASILY grab him by the leg....
(That's not even a WEIRD dream for me, sad to say.)
Anyway, that is the sort of thing we are working on. Impulse control (both of us). Stubbornness (ditto). LISTENING when someone tells you there is going to be a bad consequence to bad choices instead of walking up and sticking your damn leg in the alligator's mouth just to see what will happen next.
And we've upped his meds. I don't get meds...well, except for blood pressure and stuff, so I guess it's GOOD mine are staying the same.
So. Tuesday night and last night, not as good as the weekend (which WAS exceptionally good. Mike IS making progress.) That is why I haven't posted too much except little silly fun things in passing.
One thing, though. No matter HOW bad the day ever goes, chances are it will not be as bad as this one:
We had had the same trouble, for a while, when the kids were here and we tried to watch Madagascar. Turns out there is a setting in the Dishnet thingie that, if you click it, says you want to get your broadcasts in the alternate language when possible. Not that ANYONE around here EVER plays with things
I don't remember if it was Monday or Tuesday that I found out they are releasing a DVD of the Best of the Electric Company. HEYYY YOOOU GUUYYYYSS! Remember that?!? I am of course getting it for Mike, for educational purposes. NOT for me so I can watch Spiderman and all.
And hey, did you know Joss Whedon's dad was the Electric Company's head writer? Me neither!
The ol' storm clouds rolled in here on Tuesday, though, and I don't mean the weather kind.
When Mike and I first started to go see the "feelings doctor", I had a dream that I think kind of sums up the basic problem we are working on. I dreamed I was managing a sort of motel by the ocean somewhere. I was having trouble keeping up with my tasks because the ocean was acting funny -- I kept going to check on it to see what it was doing now. Then I saw that an alligator had washed up on the beach, right by our motel. Mike and a bunch of other kids were in a circle looking at it.
I ran out onto the upstairs deck and shouted, "Mike! Stay away from it! Don't go near it! All you kids, back off!!"
So all the kids backed off. Except of course Mike, who looked up at me like I was speaking Penguin Spanish at him, and walked right up to the alligator's head so it could EASILY grab him by the leg....
(That's not even a WEIRD dream for me, sad to say.)
Anyway, that is the sort of thing we are working on. Impulse control (both of us). Stubbornness (ditto). LISTENING when someone tells you there is going to be a bad consequence to bad choices instead of walking up and sticking your damn leg in the alligator's mouth just to see what will happen next.
And we've upped his meds. I don't get meds...well, except for blood pressure and stuff, so I guess it's GOOD mine are staying the same.
So. Tuesday night and last night, not as good as the weekend (which WAS exceptionally good. Mike IS making progress.) That is why I haven't posted too much except little silly fun things in passing.
One thing, though. No matter HOW bad the day ever goes, chances are it will not be as bad as this one:
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