Monday, July 26, 2010
Commodities
The CP lost his first tooth last night. On the bottom, right smack in the middle. Caught unawares, his Mom put him to bed and then put out an MOM on Facebook. Much like an SOS, but directed to Mom's. What was the going rate for a first tooth? She got a flurry of responses , weighed them all , and wisely aligned herself with the kid he is most likely to compare notes with.
The CP was happy to find $5 and a yo-yo under his pillow this morning. Most likely the yo-yo would have been enough, He seemed just satisfied that the Tooth Fairy came.
I related the tale of the tooth to co-workers in the lunchroom today.
"Ten bucks for a first tooth at my house" one grandmother exclaimed.
"Twenty at mine " a mom chimed in. And the kids had special pillows to put their teeth in so the Tooth Fairy didn't have to hunt around under the pillow for them.
I know there has been some inflation in the 25 years or so since the teeth were falling out around here, but good grief! I know our Tooth Fairy left maybe 50 cents because I recall hunting for quarters in the wee hours after I woke from a sound sleep remembering that the Tooth Fairy was supposed to be waiting for a certain someone to nod off before she did.
What is the going rate for teeth in your neck of the woods ?
Oh, and the CP said he was asleep when the Tooth Fairy flew in,and, it is his understanding it is a requirement that you be asleep in order to reap the benefits of the arrangement. He is however pretty sure he can rig a video camera under his quilt, next time.
Two words.
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The CP was happy to find $5 and a yo-yo under his pillow this morning. Most likely the yo-yo would have been enough, He seemed just satisfied that the Tooth Fairy came.
I related the tale of the tooth to co-workers in the lunchroom today.
"Ten bucks for a first tooth at my house" one grandmother exclaimed.
"Twenty at mine " a mom chimed in. And the kids had special pillows to put their teeth in so the Tooth Fairy didn't have to hunt around under the pillow for them.
I know there has been some inflation in the 25 years or so since the teeth were falling out around here, but good grief! I know our Tooth Fairy left maybe 50 cents because I recall hunting for quarters in the wee hours after I woke from a sound sleep remembering that the Tooth Fairy was supposed to be waiting for a certain someone to nod off before she did.
What is the going rate for teeth in your neck of the woods ?
Oh, and the CP said he was asleep when the Tooth Fairy flew in,and, it is his understanding it is a requirement that you be asleep in order to reap the benefits of the arrangement. He is however pretty sure he can rig a video camera under his quilt, next time.
Two words.
Viral video. Posted by Star
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Monday, July 05, 2010
Check √
In the last post I said I don't have a bucket list. Not entirely accurate. What I have is a reverse bucket list. After I accomplish a first, I add it to the list so I can check it off. Not quite goal oriented to be sure, but it works for me.
So, take a ride on a Cable Car-check. Take a trip down the Pacific Coast Highway-check. Cross the Golden Gate Bridge on a fire engine, twice, as the CP likes to point out- check.
It was windy for sure, but a lot of fun. We also got a tour of the Presidio and Sausalito from atop The Big Red Shiny Mack Fire Engine. Sarcasdad & I teased the CP all morning with a promise of something really cool for after lunch. I was afraid we might have over hyped it, but he was quite excited when he spied the fire truck.
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So, take a ride on a Cable Car-check. Take a trip down the Pacific Coast Highway-check. Cross the Golden Gate Bridge on a fire engine, twice, as the CP likes to point out- check.
It was windy for sure, but a lot of fun. We also got a tour of the Presidio and Sausalito from atop The Big Red Shiny Mack Fire Engine. Sarcasdad & I teased the CP all morning with a promise of something really cool for after lunch. I was afraid we might have over hyped it, but he was quite excited when he spied the fire truck.
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Sunday, June 06, 2010
Bucket List
In the past two weeks people have twice used the term "bucket list " in conversation with me. A friend here on business said that a colleague had a bucket list of things to do before leaving Philadelphia. It got a mention again at dinner last night. Sarcasdad and I were talking travel and he said that visiting Russia was not on his bucket list, but he certainly would not turn down the chance to go. Me either.
As far as places to go and things to do, I don't have an actual list. I would like to see and do as much as absolutely possible before I kick the bucket. As for personal goals, well I will be ecstatic if I can get all of my photos uploaded to Flickr. In sets and collections, with tags and descriptions. My phone had almost 400 photos on it. And not one had yet made it to my personal photostream. I transferred some using Mobile Fotos which I find tedious because you have to toggle between your photos and the app for each individual upload, and you can't see the photos while they are in Mobile Photo. Plus it seems like it takes forever. ( I know. I am uploading photos from my phone to an internet based application in a matter of minutes and I am complaining about how long it takes. What can I tell you?). So I downloaded an app called Flickit. It is faster, and you can see the photos as they are moving over. But any descriptions, tags or set assignments have to be done separately for each photo. As well as privacy settings. Mobile Photo carries your descriptions and settings to the next photo unless you change them. And you still have to toggle back and forth, selecting one photo at a time. So inconvenient. I am still looking for an app that lets you select multiple photos to queue at one time, and also lets you tag them as a group.
Hey, a girl can dream, can't she?
So, I'm down to about 150 phone photos. Most of the 200 plus that were uploaded went to the set titled. "CP, age 4.
I remember thinking "this will be so much easier" when I signed up for my free Flickr account. Which quickly became my paid Flickr pro account.
I am no better off now, than when I had stacks of photos in paper envelopes that needed sorting into albums with plastic sleeves. Except that the pile is in my pocket instead of a shoebox,
Actually, those plastic sleeves were quite an innovation. They did away with those little sticky corners that dried out so your photos fell out of the book. Hands up if you remember them!
Do you have a bucket list? What's on it? Posted by Star
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As far as places to go and things to do, I don't have an actual list. I would like to see and do as much as absolutely possible before I kick the bucket. As for personal goals, well I will be ecstatic if I can get all of my photos uploaded to Flickr. In sets and collections, with tags and descriptions. My phone had almost 400 photos on it. And not one had yet made it to my personal photostream. I transferred some using Mobile Fotos which I find tedious because you have to toggle between your photos and the app for each individual upload, and you can't see the photos while they are in Mobile Photo. Plus it seems like it takes forever. ( I know. I am uploading photos from my phone to an internet based application in a matter of minutes and I am complaining about how long it takes. What can I tell you?). So I downloaded an app called Flickit. It is faster, and you can see the photos as they are moving over. But any descriptions, tags or set assignments have to be done separately for each photo. As well as privacy settings. Mobile Photo carries your descriptions and settings to the next photo unless you change them. And you still have to toggle back and forth, selecting one photo at a time. So inconvenient. I am still looking for an app that lets you select multiple photos to queue at one time, and also lets you tag them as a group.
Hey, a girl can dream, can't she?
So, I'm down to about 150 phone photos. Most of the 200 plus that were uploaded went to the set titled. "CP, age 4.
I remember thinking "this will be so much easier" when I signed up for my free Flickr account. Which quickly became my paid Flickr pro account.
I am no better off now, than when I had stacks of photos in paper envelopes that needed sorting into albums with plastic sleeves. Except that the pile is in my pocket instead of a shoebox,
Actually, those plastic sleeves were quite an innovation. They did away with those little sticky corners that dried out so your photos fell out of the book. Hands up if you remember them!
Do you have a bucket list? What's on it? Posted by Star
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Thursday, May 13, 2010
Keep Your Head Up
The email came at just the right time. I had been in pretty good shape once. And not all that long ago. But life, as it often tends to do, got in the way. Things happened, jobs changed, gyms closed and focus shifted. Once you fall off that wagon, getting back on is mighty hard.
Just lately I had been missing it. I am pretty sure my days of capping off a free weight workout with an aerobics class, or two, are over. But I was getting the urge to do something that expended some energy. I felt that way in the mornings anyway. The end of the day is another story.
So , when the email from Sarcasmo Jr. came, I was ready. To paraphrase, it said that she was registered for an 8K race in Philly in November, and, did I want to do it with her. That's what it said, in essence. What I read was, "I double dog dare you".
I am not competitive by nature. Except with myself.
Did I mention I am not a runner ?
I could hit a pretty good pace on a treadmill, but running out of doors was never my cup of tea. You have all that weather, the pollen and uneven sidewalks to deal with. Not to mention traffic, smog and people who walk dogs without a leash.
I turned to a friend who has been training to run. Following her advice, I am working my way up to an 8K . I have learned a couple of things so far.
I have learned that I like it. It's solitary, and quiet. There are no demands on me, except to go the distance. And no distractions. No internet, no chores, no job related stress. A chance to let my mind wander where it will, with musical accompaniment. Currently that is limited to the Beatles, Carole King and Earth , Wind & Fire. I am open to suggestions for some running tunes.
I have learned to keep my head up. It is easier to breathe that way. Plus you can see where you are going. When I think I have run my last step I challenge myself to just get to the signpost up ahead. or some other random point. Like I said, I only compete with myself. When I am close to the end I like to fix on a point that will be my finish line. And I picture the people I love standing on the other side, cheering me on.
You couldn't see that with your head down. Posted by Star
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Just lately I had been missing it. I am pretty sure my days of capping off a free weight workout with an aerobics class, or two, are over. But I was getting the urge to do something that expended some energy. I felt that way in the mornings anyway. The end of the day is another story.
So , when the email from Sarcasmo Jr. came, I was ready. To paraphrase, it said that she was registered for an 8K race in Philly in November, and, did I want to do it with her. That's what it said, in essence. What I read was, "I double dog dare you".
I am not competitive by nature. Except with myself.
Did I mention I am not a runner ?
I could hit a pretty good pace on a treadmill, but running out of doors was never my cup of tea. You have all that weather, the pollen and uneven sidewalks to deal with. Not to mention traffic, smog and people who walk dogs without a leash.
I turned to a friend who has been training to run. Following her advice, I am working my way up to an 8K . I have learned a couple of things so far.
I have learned that I like it. It's solitary, and quiet. There are no demands on me, except to go the distance. And no distractions. No internet, no chores, no job related stress. A chance to let my mind wander where it will, with musical accompaniment. Currently that is limited to the Beatles, Carole King and Earth , Wind & Fire. I am open to suggestions for some running tunes.
I have learned to keep my head up. It is easier to breathe that way. Plus you can see where you are going. When I think I have run my last step I challenge myself to just get to the signpost up ahead. or some other random point. Like I said, I only compete with myself. When I am close to the end I like to fix on a point that will be my finish line. And I picture the people I love standing on the other side, cheering me on.
You couldn't see that with your head down. Posted by Star
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Sunday, April 11, 2010
I Think They Found Me
A couple of years back I worked in Backwards Borough. You remember the Borough, right? That place provided a wealth of blogable material. The store I transferred to , while supporting it's own cast of crazies, just didn't spark the muse. Yet another transfer brought me to my current location, which gave me the impression that it was going to be even less post inspiring than the last place.
Until recently.
I don't know what it is lately. Full moon? Seismic shifts? Economic downturn? Something is definitely in the air, and the customers are breathing it in.
The other day a woman and a toddler were in line, when, the little girl had "an accident". On the order of the Exxon Valdez. The kid must have downed a Big Gulp judging by the amount of liquid she expelled. The woman reacted by grabbing a plastic grocery bag and holding it under the kid so she could finish up. Then she hung the plastic bag from the magazine rack. After screaming at the top of her lungs that she needed a clean-up in aisle 4, she came looking for paper towels. Assuming she was going to clean up the floor, or the kid we gave her quite a wad, which she squished up and shoved down the back of the kid's pants.
To no one in particular she inquired "What could I do? Run her outside?"
I wanted to tell her that we have inside plumbing. Posted by Star
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Until recently.
I don't know what it is lately. Full moon? Seismic shifts? Economic downturn? Something is definitely in the air, and the customers are breathing it in.
The other day a woman and a toddler were in line, when, the little girl had "an accident". On the order of the Exxon Valdez. The kid must have downed a Big Gulp judging by the amount of liquid she expelled. The woman reacted by grabbing a plastic grocery bag and holding it under the kid so she could finish up. Then she hung the plastic bag from the magazine rack. After screaming at the top of her lungs that she needed a clean-up in aisle 4, she came looking for paper towels. Assuming she was going to clean up the floor, or the kid we gave her quite a wad, which she squished up and shoved down the back of the kid's pants.
To no one in particular she inquired "What could I do? Run her outside?"
I wanted to tell her that we have inside plumbing. Posted by Star
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Thursday, April 08, 2010
Customer Servant
A regular customer did not get the response he wanted from a co-worker. "You", he said, "are a customer servant". Some days it does seem that way.
Yesterday I was shopping for shoes at a nationally know retail establishment. There was a woman sitting on one of those stools with mirrors on both sides, normally found in shoe stores. I am merely attempting to be descriptive, not mean or politically incorrect, when I tell you that she did not appear to embrace an active lifestyle. She took up the whole seat, and the act of trying on shoes was leaving her gasping for breath. A salesperson approached her and asked if she needed any help.
"Yes I need help" the customer snapped. "First, I need these in a seven and a half, and secondly, I have lost the shoes I wore in here"
The salesperson was a bit stunned. "You lost your shoes?"
"They are somewhere in there" the customer said, as she pointed down the aisle, where, at each of 4 other such stools there was a messy accumulation of shoe boxes. All opened with shoes flung just anywhere.
The salesperson , bless her, just waded into the fray. I am sure she was thinking the same thing I was. How could she hold all that up on a seven and a half? Posted by Star
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Yesterday I was shopping for shoes at a nationally know retail establishment. There was a woman sitting on one of those stools with mirrors on both sides, normally found in shoe stores. I am merely attempting to be descriptive, not mean or politically incorrect, when I tell you that she did not appear to embrace an active lifestyle. She took up the whole seat, and the act of trying on shoes was leaving her gasping for breath. A salesperson approached her and asked if she needed any help.
"Yes I need help" the customer snapped. "First, I need these in a seven and a half, and secondly, I have lost the shoes I wore in here"
The salesperson was a bit stunned. "You lost your shoes?"
"They are somewhere in there" the customer said, as she pointed down the aisle, where, at each of 4 other such stools there was a messy accumulation of shoe boxes. All opened with shoes flung just anywhere.
The salesperson , bless her, just waded into the fray. I am sure she was thinking the same thing I was. How could she hold all that up on a seven and a half? Posted by Star
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Saturday, April 03, 2010
test
Trying out my new publishing platform.
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