The Neon Nurse's Charting

I am having another one of those weeks where everything is way more complicated than it ought to be. I want it to KNOCK IT OFF.

Tonight Mike was telling me a story set in his Train World, as he is wont to do. This time Our Hero, Train Engineer Mike, had a problem because Joe, the perpetual goof-up engineer, rear-ended his train and caused a wreck that derailed Mike's goods and made them fall on the people's cars who were waiting behind the crossing arms. No one got hurt, but there was a problem with groups of people chasing after them throwing food.

Mike informs me a group of people that chase someone this way is called 'the angry moms'.

You know you better watch out for THEM. Me, I'd take my chances with an angry MOB any day, but whew, those MOMS! (And, yes, I did TRY to correct him...he knows what he knows!)

We had another appointed with our nice "feelings doctor" today. I always feel guilty at our appointments, because my charting of our assignments...well, it sucks, where it isn't non-existent. We do DO the stuff, though, and I feel it is helping. Like last night, Mike got mad because I wouldn't let him stay up to see some ToonDisney thing, just because it aired at 10:30 on a school night. So we had the usual yelling and stomping and crying and complaining (him, not me). BUT he went away to call down, and then came back, apologized and offered me an old video tape he didn't want anymore so I could record the show for him. Without any prompting from me or Caro! So I thought that was a really good sign of progress.

But as I said at the start, little things are bugging me. I don't think I like the latest Firefox update--something is making my computer act weird and I think that's it. I had to disassemble a melodica (kind of a keyboard harmonica) to clean it this week, and it was weird and a pain. I also need to clean some Bugs Bunny slippers and take pictures of assorted items that include wooden shoes from Holland--all of which would have been better done last weekend. But you know the glam life is not lived on the clock.

Also, people keep bidding on MY bike. Ha-ha, fools! Fear my mad eBay sniping skillz!

Here is what it's like to live in a small town like Lamar. We were heading in to the Post Office, Mike and I, and I spotted a Fedex truck driving along in a slow and dubious sort of way. As I was actually expecting a package sent via them, I just pulled up and stuck out my arm in a signal to stop. He must be familiar with rural ways, because he did. "You lookin' for 6109?" I asked him. He was, and he thanked me as he handed over by first season Barney Miller DVDs.

Today I got my first season Hill Street Blues, so I am totally set for stuff to watch for pretty much the whole month!

Mike has watched one ep of Barney Miller, just to be sociable, but of course it doesn't measure up to train pr0n. He saves up his chore allowance to buy videos and DVDs of...long recordings of trains being driven from here to there. His favorites are the cab rides, shot from the engineer POV.

Sometimes I watch them with him, to be sociable back, but his most recent one kind of brings me down. It's an hour of train and trolley scenes in and around New Orleans, and instead of just enjoying the trains rolling along, I found myself thinking, "And THAT'S probably not there any more, and I saw THAT on TV and it doesn't look so nice now, and THAT'S probably still half under water...."

Oh, well, at least we have the video to look at.