We had an awesome time in Palm Springs. Wait 'til you see the pictures of the private house that hosted a party for us. It was probably one of the biggest high-lights of the weekend. Well, that and meeting up with my cyber-friends...sorry we didn't have more time...didn't the weekend just fly by?
Anyway, I promise pic's are coming and a run-down of the weekend.
But first, I'm oddly attracted to "Kid Nation" - both on a personal level and a professional one. Hmmm, it starts now, so I'm gonna watch it and then concentrate on getting the pic's up on Shutterfly.
10/10/2007
10/01/2007
Mini-Vacation --- HERE we come!
This weekend we're joining lots and lots of other GLBT families for the 5th Annual Family Pride in the Desert. Both Laura and I are taking off work on Friday and we'll be sneaking in to pick up Foster early from school (probably right after lunch) and Logan and Seth from Gina's to "get the show on the road" early. Dinner is served at 6.
The weekend looks like so much fun! Lots of activities - swimming, family games, movies, tye-dyeing, a little sight-seeing and best of all --- all the food is included! Yay!
They sold out the hotel we're staying at - this is the main hotel for all the activities so I was very happy to get us a suite. We'll be here - the Shilo Inn has two swimming pools and from what I understand, all the rooms kind of face the middle courtyard and the pools.
We'll be meeting up with some friends we've met before and some we only know via the internet.
Foster is beyond excited about his "vacation" and sleeping for two nights in a HOTEL.
I really am looking forward to it - we need a mini-break!
P.S. keep reading, more below
The weekend looks like so much fun! Lots of activities - swimming, family games, movies, tye-dyeing, a little sight-seeing and best of all --- all the food is included! Yay!
They sold out the hotel we're staying at - this is the main hotel for all the activities so I was very happy to get us a suite. We'll be here - the Shilo Inn has two swimming pools and from what I understand, all the rooms kind of face the middle courtyard and the pools.
We'll be meeting up with some friends we've met before and some we only know via the internet.
Foster is beyond excited about his "vacation" and sleeping for two nights in a HOTEL.
I really am looking forward to it - we need a mini-break!
P.S. keep reading, more below
So why CAN’T the kids come with a parenting manual?
Sheesh, I ask myself that several times per week. Now, being the good little readers that Laura and I are, I know that the parenting books, videos, magazines, etc. out there are plentiful – and believe me, we’ve read many. But, I usually think to myself “Well, who made Dr. Sears or the “Love and Logic” people the experts – better yet, the experts on MY kids”. Sure, maybe their parenting tips worked for THEM but are they working for me? It would just be easier if I intuitively knew what to do in any given situation.
Let me paint you a picture of a typical dinnertime meal:
There’s child #1, Foster, stating he’s “starving, when’s dinner?” Children #2 and #3 Logan and Seth are typically getting in each other’s things and someone is usually screeching at this point. Laura is busy preparing the meal (after basically just walking in 20 minutes prior) and I’m trying to make sure nobody gets a limb caught in something, breaking up a squabble, or cleaning up kids preparing them for dinner.
Foster is still whining that he’s starving and the twins are still fighting over a piece of lint they found under the sofa.
Finally we all sit down to dinner and automatically Foster doesn’t want whatever is in front of him – well, sometimes he does.
Logan is climbing onto his chair all the while making sure his favorite baby doll is right next to him (or some other item).
Seth is dragging his heels coming into the dining room, and typically dragging some toy or truck or book or free McDonald’s toy to the table and then immediately starts removing anything green from his plate.
About 45 seconds later, and the precise moment Laura and I sit down, someone needs something – water, ketchup, a spoon or fork (‘cause they just tossed theirs on the floor). So we get that. Then about 2 minutes later Foster is done eating and asking for dessert (he usually gets to pick out 2 pieces of candy from the candy bowl). Of course then Logan demands to be done, followed by Seth who has eaten nothing. Logan’s chair and the surrounding floor are covered in crumbs, Foster is trying to pick out a Spongebob episode off of TiVo and Seth is wandering into the living room.
Then we eat – quickly because soon it’s time for bath, shower and bed for three kids. All the while Laura and I look at each other and wonder – what have we done wrong, why aren’t our kids all sitting quietly, elbows off the table, napkin tucked neatly on their lap eating their food WITH utensils (what a concept), proudly exclaiming “Mum, this food is absolutely delicious, you both are the best mums in the world and we love you – thank you for providing us with the most nutritious meal and taking such good care of us!” Then, I am quickly snapped back to reality when I hear the water running in the bathroom (WHO is in there?), see Logan running around stark nekkid wanting his bath NOW and hearing the kids yell at each other to “Move, you’re standing right in front of the TV – MOMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!”
Well, okay, sometimes it isn’t that bad but really, a manual designed for our kids, for our family would be greatly appreciated.
Sometimes when we’re out and about I watch other parents and their kids – and sometimes I think “Hey, they’re dealing with the same crap we are” and sometimes I see parents deftly handle any issue that crops up. I sure hope sometimes WE are the parents that other parents wonder “How do they handle those 3 adorable boys?” because yes, sometimes they are very well-behaved in public, even in restaurants (!!) and I feel very lucky indeed. Well, I always feel very lucky and blessed, but sometimes I just want the parenting answers inserted into my brain. Either that or Super Nanny – please come for a visit – we’ll feed you!
Let me paint you a picture of a typical dinnertime meal:
There’s child #1, Foster, stating he’s “starving, when’s dinner?” Children #2 and #3 Logan and Seth are typically getting in each other’s things and someone is usually screeching at this point. Laura is busy preparing the meal (after basically just walking in 20 minutes prior) and I’m trying to make sure nobody gets a limb caught in something, breaking up a squabble, or cleaning up kids preparing them for dinner.
Foster is still whining that he’s starving and the twins are still fighting over a piece of lint they found under the sofa.
Finally we all sit down to dinner and automatically Foster doesn’t want whatever is in front of him – well, sometimes he does.
Logan is climbing onto his chair all the while making sure his favorite baby doll is right next to him (or some other item).
Seth is dragging his heels coming into the dining room, and typically dragging some toy or truck or book or free McDonald’s toy to the table and then immediately starts removing anything green from his plate.
About 45 seconds later, and the precise moment Laura and I sit down, someone needs something – water, ketchup, a spoon or fork (‘cause they just tossed theirs on the floor). So we get that. Then about 2 minutes later Foster is done eating and asking for dessert (he usually gets to pick out 2 pieces of candy from the candy bowl). Of course then Logan demands to be done, followed by Seth who has eaten nothing. Logan’s chair and the surrounding floor are covered in crumbs, Foster is trying to pick out a Spongebob episode off of TiVo and Seth is wandering into the living room.
Then we eat – quickly because soon it’s time for bath, shower and bed for three kids. All the while Laura and I look at each other and wonder – what have we done wrong, why aren’t our kids all sitting quietly, elbows off the table, napkin tucked neatly on their lap eating their food WITH utensils (what a concept), proudly exclaiming “Mum, this food is absolutely delicious, you both are the best mums in the world and we love you – thank you for providing us with the most nutritious meal and taking such good care of us!” Then, I am quickly snapped back to reality when I hear the water running in the bathroom (WHO is in there?), see Logan running around stark nekkid wanting his bath NOW and hearing the kids yell at each other to “Move, you’re standing right in front of the TV – MOMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!”
Well, okay, sometimes it isn’t that bad but really, a manual designed for our kids, for our family would be greatly appreciated.
Sometimes when we’re out and about I watch other parents and their kids – and sometimes I think “Hey, they’re dealing with the same crap we are” and sometimes I see parents deftly handle any issue that crops up. I sure hope sometimes WE are the parents that other parents wonder “How do they handle those 3 adorable boys?” because yes, sometimes they are very well-behaved in public, even in restaurants (!!) and I feel very lucky indeed. Well, I always feel very lucky and blessed, but sometimes I just want the parenting answers inserted into my brain. Either that or Super Nanny – please come for a visit – we’ll feed you!
9/27/2007
Why can’t I just get a job selling mattresses?
So here I am, totally exhausted on Tuesday nights after working a full day at my job and then taking my evening class (for my School Social Work Credential). This past Tuesday, I was driving home after the class at about 9:50pm with a monster headache that started at 1pm that day after a 2.5 hour Union Meeting.
Off the side of the freeway there is a mattress store. As I’m driving home, one hand on the wheel, one hand on my head, I think to myself, “Self, what are you doing?” Is it all worth it? The FT job, the class at night, missing my kids, etc.
I pass by the mattress store and think, how hard could that job be? I mean really, nobody’s life is at stake, angry parents aren’t clogging up your voice-mail with their messages that they need you to call them back AT THAT INSTANT, co-workers who haven’t got a clue wouldn’t be bugging you for information, supervisors wouldn’t have much to complain about, you’d do your job and then go home – ON-TIME --- so then it hit me. Why can’t I just have a job like that??? Huh?? Is that asking too much?
Okay, seriously, then about 2 miles down the freeway I come to my senses. NO, I didn’t go to graduate school and get my Master’s Degree in Social Work to sell mattresses. I haven’t worked my butt off for the past 12+ years in the public sector to sell you a mattress making a fifth of what I make now (plus excellent benefits). I know I’m a capable social worker, and hopefully after this class is done (this December) I’ll have a credential that will open more doors for me – and hopefully will lead to even bigger and better things. That will give me more options to teach my children that yeah, if you work hard, you can make it too.
So, if you DO sell mattresses and you’re reading this – I salute you. Your job sounds like a fine way to spend the day, and maybe you do deal with lots of crap and “tired” (no pun intended) customers, but after considering it, I think I’ll stick with my current job – at least for now…
Off the side of the freeway there is a mattress store. As I’m driving home, one hand on the wheel, one hand on my head, I think to myself, “Self, what are you doing?” Is it all worth it? The FT job, the class at night, missing my kids, etc.
I pass by the mattress store and think, how hard could that job be? I mean really, nobody’s life is at stake, angry parents aren’t clogging up your voice-mail with their messages that they need you to call them back AT THAT INSTANT, co-workers who haven’t got a clue wouldn’t be bugging you for information, supervisors wouldn’t have much to complain about, you’d do your job and then go home – ON-TIME --- so then it hit me. Why can’t I just have a job like that??? Huh?? Is that asking too much?
Okay, seriously, then about 2 miles down the freeway I come to my senses. NO, I didn’t go to graduate school and get my Master’s Degree in Social Work to sell mattresses. I haven’t worked my butt off for the past 12+ years in the public sector to sell you a mattress making a fifth of what I make now (plus excellent benefits). I know I’m a capable social worker, and hopefully after this class is done (this December) I’ll have a credential that will open more doors for me – and hopefully will lead to even bigger and better things. That will give me more options to teach my children that yeah, if you work hard, you can make it too.
So, if you DO sell mattresses and you’re reading this – I salute you. Your job sounds like a fine way to spend the day, and maybe you do deal with lots of crap and “tired” (no pun intended) customers, but after considering it, I think I’ll stick with my current job – at least for now…
9/26/2007
Because I needed to know...
It's fun working for the county. We get answers to all kinds of things that people ask.
Check this out:
6) Is it true that California is going to fall into the Pacific Ocean?
No. The portion of California west of the San Andreas Fault is firmly attached to the Pacific Plate and the portion east is firmly attached to the North American Plate. San Diego is moving north towards Los Angeles at the rate of about 2 inches per year and is in no danger of falling into the ocean. The Los Angeles City Hall is 10 feet closer to San Francisco than when it was built in 1924. In about 500,000 years San Diego could be an island off the coast of San Francisco.
***You know you wanted to know but were afraid to ask.
****It's a good thing we're looking to buy property here in San Diego, I've always wanted a beach-front home.
*****Keep reading, more fun posts below!
Check this out:
6) Is it true that California is going to fall into the Pacific Ocean?
No. The portion of California west of the San Andreas Fault is firmly attached to the Pacific Plate and the portion east is firmly attached to the North American Plate. San Diego is moving north towards Los Angeles at the rate of about 2 inches per year and is in no danger of falling into the ocean. The Los Angeles City Hall is 10 feet closer to San Francisco than when it was built in 1924. In about 500,000 years San Diego could be an island off the coast of San Francisco.
***You know you wanted to know but were afraid to ask.
****It's a good thing we're looking to buy property here in San Diego, I've always wanted a beach-front home.
*****Keep reading, more fun posts below!
Coming up next...
...why can't I work selling mattresses?
...why CAN'T the kids come with a parenting manual?
...I've had a headache now for 3 days, why?
...Also, my allergies (or whatever you want to call it) has kicked into high-gear, why?
Stay tuned! Fun times ahead!!!
...why CAN'T the kids come with a parenting manual?
...I've had a headache now for 3 days, why?
...Also, my allergies (or whatever you want to call it) has kicked into high-gear, why?
Stay tuned! Fun times ahead!!!
9/19/2007
My 3 boys (and Seth the toothless wonder)
I couldn't resist posting this picture. I never realized how hard it would be to get 3 boys to all smile on cue. I think Logan was looking at my wildly waving hand vs. the camera, but it's still cute. At least I think so... ;-)9/18/2007
Lost a tooth, and not who you would think!
No, not Foster. He doesn't even have ONE loose tooth - perhaps because he was a toothless yearling (we felt his first tooth starting to pop in just a day after his first birthday). He started getting teeth late so I assume he'll start to loose them late.
Anyway, Sunday night as we were getting the kids ready for a shower, Seth lets out a piercing scream. He said Logan hit him with his head like this (he shows me). It was completely an accident - the kids were jumping all over the couch and each other. I cautiously peer into his mouth and there is lots of blood. We put ice on it. I keep thinking - I sure hope he didn't knock a tooth loose. I look again. The bleeding is slowing down and I gently touch the top front tooth that looks, well, a little different now. Sure enough, it moved when I touched it. My stomach dropped into the floor. This is the kid that doesn't eat enough as it is! I thought at that moment that this will make his eating worse! AND, this isn't the first tooth gone. At about a 18 mos. or so, he had an "extra" tooth removed, one that was growing in between those top two teeth.
Damn. We called the doctor and dentist Sunday night and made an appt. for first thing Monday morning. We went to the dentist and sure enough, the root was snapped in half and the tooth had to be removed. My poor baby! Laura stayed with him this time (I did the first tooth removal at 18 mos.), I couldn't do it.
They gave him Valium, nitrous oxide and Novocaine. They said he'd probably conk out the minute he got in the car to go home. Obviously they don't know my Seth. He feel asleep about half a mile from the house, for about 2 minutes. He pretty much cried all the way home. We gave him some Motrin and about 20 minutes later you wouldn't have known anything was wrong. The boy who doesn't eat, suddenly inhaled two scrambled eggs with cheese, two pieces of very soft toast and then another hard-boiled egg. Then after 3 episodes of "Caillou", I couldn't take it anymore and asked him if he wanted to go to the store (99 cent store) to pick out a toy (not counting the three goodie bags the dentist gave him) just to get out of the house. He eagerly agreed.
My mother and I drove for a while to the 99-cent store where he proceeded to demand to walk thru the store and NOT sit in his stroller. Okaaaaaaaaay. He was cleaning up the aisles as we walked around. He picked out a toy calculator and two dinosaurs that were "just the bones". He did sit in his stroller when we went into another store and then was wide awake all the way home.
He did tell Logan that he wasn't mad at him. Whew! I'm sure there will be more bumps, bruises, and broken body parts but man, I wasn't planning on this yesterday.
Now, we will probably get him a partial because it will be another good 3 years before his permanent tooth comes in and I bet he'd want that front tooth there for school. But honestly, he sure is cute with that missing tooth and it just makes him look so much older than his 3 years.
9/14/2007
Our two minutes of "fame"...
Recently, we (mostly me) were interviewed by a student journalist taking part in the National Lesbian and Gay Journalists Association Convention which was here in San Diego. "Our" journalist focused on being Lesbian and Jewish. Here is our family's showcase presentation!!!
While all the stories are quite interesting (there's only about 8 minutes of footage total), if you want to jump to "our" family we are the last story (HEY, save the best for last right?) at about the 6:01 minute mark.
Enjoy!
9/12/2007
Oh sure, nothing going on here...
Why oh why can't I find any time to post?
Let's see...
Changed jobs.
Started "new" old job - again.
Started new graduate school class on Tuesday nights for two hours and 40 long minutes (to get my credential to apply to be a school social worker - just need that one class).
All 3 kids started swim lessons - if you were at the "Y" last weekend, nope, that wasn't me with the 3 screaming kids (a cute blonde 6 year old and adorable 3 year old twins) that I seriously thought should be sold to the highest bidder - nope, that wasn't me, really, nope.
Oldest started first grade - let's just say it didn't go as well as I had hoped but things are looking better and now they are afraid of us 'cause we are "THOSE" parents (more another time).
House is on the market and every day we have to make sure it's "Ready to Sell".
Looking, looking, looking for a new place to call home.
Oldest also re-started Hebrew School on Sundays.
Big 'ole garage sale happing at our place this Saturday and holy sh*t we have lots to get rid of (and that means getting it all out of storage and priced and out the door by 7am Saturday morning).
I get to take those adorably, cute 3 kids to swim class again ALONE (okay so my mother is coming with me, but it ain't the same w/o Laura) this Saturday because said garage sale is happening at about the same time - help!
Did I mention our house is on the market and we're looking for another?
So, nope, nothing at all going on here - nada.
If you're looking for an e-mail from me, it's coming, don't worry...I still have yours in my "Mail to Answer" inbox.
I feel ill...
Let's see...
Changed jobs.
Started "new" old job - again.
Started new graduate school class on Tuesday nights for two hours and 40 long minutes (to get my credential to apply to be a school social worker - just need that one class).
All 3 kids started swim lessons - if you were at the "Y" last weekend, nope, that wasn't me with the 3 screaming kids (a cute blonde 6 year old and adorable 3 year old twins) that I seriously thought should be sold to the highest bidder - nope, that wasn't me, really, nope.
Oldest started first grade - let's just say it didn't go as well as I had hoped but things are looking better and now they are afraid of us 'cause we are "THOSE" parents (more another time).
House is on the market and every day we have to make sure it's "Ready to Sell".
Looking, looking, looking for a new place to call home.
Oldest also re-started Hebrew School on Sundays.
Big 'ole garage sale happing at our place this Saturday and holy sh*t we have lots to get rid of (and that means getting it all out of storage and priced and out the door by 7am Saturday morning).
I get to take those adorably, cute 3 kids to swim class again ALONE (okay so my mother is coming with me, but it ain't the same w/o Laura) this Saturday because said garage sale is happening at about the same time - help!
Did I mention our house is on the market and we're looking for another?
So, nope, nothing at all going on here - nada.
If you're looking for an e-mail from me, it's coming, don't worry...I still have yours in my "Mail to Answer" inbox.
I feel ill...
9/05/2007
The pictures don't lie...
Top picture is of Foster's first day of first grade. Happy guy eh?
Bottom picture is of Foster's first day of Kindergarten last year.
Methinks he doesn't appreciate photos on the first day.
More later!
Bottom picture is of Foster's first day of Kindergarten last year.
Methinks he doesn't appreciate photos on the first day.
More later!
9/01/2007
Yeah, well, so, it WAS my last day
Whew! But working for the county - they (read: CPS) can still find me - that's what they do best eh?
I started my new, old job today. Same old, same old. Same office, same desk, heck, even some of my same files were still there!
Got me a brand, spankin' new 'puter though - so that helps.
Oh well, gotta remember that I do have a method to my madness. Class every Tuesday nite 'til December. Then I'll be on the look-out. Good thing is that I don't "HAVE TO" find another job right away, I'll be looking while working.
But yeah, you know, administration is the same B.S. no matter where you go. There will always be "those people" who seem to exist to make your life difficult. Altho, I do have to admit, I did receive a very nice welcome from all my old co-workers and my supervisor. That was nice.
Other news placeholder:
***a journalist from ABC news interviewed us last night in our home (in regards to being an LGBT family and me being Jewish) - link will be posted soon if it's not 'too' embarrasing.
***Laura will start her new job/promotion as a program manager (supervisor) - it's a good thing.
***Foster turns 6 on Sunday. That means 6 years ago tomorrow, I went into labor - how did my baby boy become a first grader.
***Speaking of which, Foster starts first grade on Tuesday but we have NO idea who his teacher will be, what classroom he'll be in, etc. because the school will have it ready - on Tuesday, the first day of school. Ummmm, yeah, that makes perfect sense. Okay - we did receive a recorded msg. at home "welcoming us back to school" - oh how personal is that? (smirk).
I started my new, old job today. Same old, same old. Same office, same desk, heck, even some of my same files were still there!
Got me a brand, spankin' new 'puter though - so that helps.
Oh well, gotta remember that I do have a method to my madness. Class every Tuesday nite 'til December. Then I'll be on the look-out. Good thing is that I don't "HAVE TO" find another job right away, I'll be looking while working.
But yeah, you know, administration is the same B.S. no matter where you go. There will always be "those people" who seem to exist to make your life difficult. Altho, I do have to admit, I did receive a very nice welcome from all my old co-workers and my supervisor. That was nice.
Other news placeholder:
***a journalist from ABC news interviewed us last night in our home (in regards to being an LGBT family and me being Jewish) - link will be posted soon if it's not 'too' embarrasing.
***Laura will start her new job/promotion as a program manager (supervisor) - it's a good thing.
***Foster turns 6 on Sunday. That means 6 years ago tomorrow, I went into labor - how did my baby boy become a first grader.
***Speaking of which, Foster starts first grade on Tuesday but we have NO idea who his teacher will be, what classroom he'll be in, etc. because the school will have it ready - on Tuesday, the first day of school. Ummmm, yeah, that makes perfect sense. Okay - we did receive a recorded msg. at home "welcoming us back to school" - oh how personal is that? (smirk).
8/29/2007
Tomorrow 'should' be/better be my last day...
...but you know the county and all...
So, tomorrow (Thursday) should be my last day at my CPS job. Then Friday (first day of a new payperiod) should be my first day at my new old job - following me?
You never know who is reading this so some things I can't delve into here on this public blog but suffice it to say that when you wait and wait and wait to review someone's work until they have less than 10 hours of available work time left - issues will come up. I mean come on now people, I put in my transfer request about 10 (TEN) weeks ago. Here we are one work day left and NOW you're bringing things to my attention? Ugggg. No wonder this place can't hold onto the people they have.
But, I have a method to my madness...
Last night I started my one graduate-level class I need to get my credential so that I can apply for school social work positions. Yeah, I was one of "those" people who graduated with my Master's degree 12 years ago and I was on the school social work credential track when I - for some stupid reason I can't really figure out - didn't follow thru on one last item and therefore didn't get my credential. 12 years later, I finally decided to finish it and luckily for me, I kept all my old final papers and exams and they were accepted as valid. So, just one class to take - it meets Tuesday evenings for 2 hours and 40 minutes and then come December when I pass the class I'll get my credential and then I can look around for other opportunities in the school district. I just kinda like the idea of summers off!
Anyway, things have changed so much since I went to school 12 years ago. For one thing, the internet as we know it today, didn't exist "back then". So now, I needed to get my new student ID # so I can access a web portal that will bring me to a virtual black board that has required readings on it. Sheesh. Like I don't have enough reading to do in the FOUR required text books. But, it is kinda fun to be back on campus, being a student, learning new things and opening up my world to new opportunities.
So yeah, method to my madness. I need to take a step backwards (by going back to my old position) so that I can get out and take 2 steps forward - by having the luxury of taking an evening class and devoting more time to studying - something I just couldn't do with a job with CPS. The uncertainty of the position with CPS would make taking an evening class almost impossible.
So - I hope to able to say "I'm done here" at 4:30 pm tomorrow.
Wish me luck.
So, tomorrow (Thursday) should be my last day at my CPS job. Then Friday (first day of a new payperiod) should be my first day at my new old job - following me?
You never know who is reading this so some things I can't delve into here on this public blog but suffice it to say that when you wait and wait and wait to review someone's work until they have less than 10 hours of available work time left - issues will come up. I mean come on now people, I put in my transfer request about 10 (TEN) weeks ago. Here we are one work day left and NOW you're bringing things to my attention? Ugggg. No wonder this place can't hold onto the people they have.
But, I have a method to my madness...
Last night I started my one graduate-level class I need to get my credential so that I can apply for school social work positions. Yeah, I was one of "those" people who graduated with my Master's degree 12 years ago and I was on the school social work credential track when I - for some stupid reason I can't really figure out - didn't follow thru on one last item and therefore didn't get my credential. 12 years later, I finally decided to finish it and luckily for me, I kept all my old final papers and exams and they were accepted as valid. So, just one class to take - it meets Tuesday evenings for 2 hours and 40 minutes and then come December when I pass the class I'll get my credential and then I can look around for other opportunities in the school district. I just kinda like the idea of summers off!
Anyway, things have changed so much since I went to school 12 years ago. For one thing, the internet as we know it today, didn't exist "back then". So now, I needed to get my new student ID # so I can access a web portal that will bring me to a virtual black board that has required readings on it. Sheesh. Like I don't have enough reading to do in the FOUR required text books. But, it is kinda fun to be back on campus, being a student, learning new things and opening up my world to new opportunities.
So yeah, method to my madness. I need to take a step backwards (by going back to my old position) so that I can get out and take 2 steps forward - by having the luxury of taking an evening class and devoting more time to studying - something I just couldn't do with a job with CPS. The uncertainty of the position with CPS would make taking an evening class almost impossible.
So - I hope to able to say "I'm done here" at 4:30 pm tomorrow.
Wish me luck.
8/27/2007
No Cavities!!!!
That was the good news of today for Logan and Seth's first real dental appointment! Everything looked great and both did well (well, Logan more than Seth as expected).
WHOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We don't have to go back for another 6 months!
WHOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We don't have to go back for another 6 months!
8/25/2007
8/21/2007
New old job...
So, I've been a CPS social worker for what, 6 months now and I've been trying to get back to my previous position for 2 months. Uggggg.
Me no like.
No, I highly dislike it!
Doing the investigations are actually interesting, today I got to go to Juvenile Hall. Tomorrow, a possible drug raid. But the uncertainty of the hours is a killer. I work from 8am to 4:30 and at 4pm I could get an emergency call and possibly not get home 'til who knows when.
B.C. (Before Children) I wouldn't have cared much, especially when all I had to worry about was myself. Hell, I would have willingly worked overtime. But now, A.C. (After Children) it's a different story. I need to be home at a regular time. I need to know that when my work day ends at 5pm I'm done.
So, part of the beauty of working for the county is that if you transfer to a new position, during that whole first year, you can go back to the job you held previously, no questions asked.
So, I've got my fingers and toes crossed that by next Friday I'll be sitting in my new old cubicle doing my new old job. But at least I'll know I'm done when I'm done and not have to worry about any 4pm surprises.
Next post = I'm going back to school!!!
Me no like.
No, I highly dislike it!
Doing the investigations are actually interesting, today I got to go to Juvenile Hall. Tomorrow, a possible drug raid. But the uncertainty of the hours is a killer. I work from 8am to 4:30 and at 4pm I could get an emergency call and possibly not get home 'til who knows when.
B.C. (Before Children) I wouldn't have cared much, especially when all I had to worry about was myself. Hell, I would have willingly worked overtime. But now, A.C. (After Children) it's a different story. I need to be home at a regular time. I need to know that when my work day ends at 5pm I'm done.
So, part of the beauty of working for the county is that if you transfer to a new position, during that whole first year, you can go back to the job you held previously, no questions asked.
So, I've got my fingers and toes crossed that by next Friday I'll be sitting in my new old cubicle doing my new old job. But at least I'll know I'm done when I'm done and not have to worry about any 4pm surprises.
Next post = I'm going back to school!!!
8/09/2007
Drumroll please...
The winner is Sonya with her excellent guess of a boy in a laundry bag.
Close.
That's Foster inside his PILLOW CASE. And yes, head to the left, feet to the right. Some days I wish "I" can crawl up inside my pillow case...
Close.
That's Foster inside his PILLOW CASE. And yes, head to the left, feet to the right. Some days I wish "I" can crawl up inside my pillow case...
8/06/2007
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