Browse Month: January 2006

I’m sweatin’.

We went to Snow Summit for a half-day and surprisingly the snow conditions weren’t bad. It was just a little strange to see NO SNOW along the roadside on our drive up the mountain and it was 45 degrees outside!! I don’t think people expected it to be so warm out because it seemed like everyone was peeling off layers of clothes, tying their snow jackets to their waists, and I was sweatin’. Is it still January? Because if I didn’t know any better, I’d think it was already Spring.
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Anyway, we also met up with Jes’ co-worker, his wife, and 3 kids. The little ones were on the bunny slope learning how to ski and snowboard and was really fun to watch. I even went up the “magic carpet” which is a conveyor belt that you stand on to take you up the little hill. I thought that was so cool compared to the rope pull that I had to endure back when I was learning. Anyway, it’s so fun to watch little kids learning new motor skills. Little Chloe is only 4 and can snowplow down the little hill already. I can’t imagine what she’ll be able to do when she’s 14!

so mean…

Y’know…you think you’re doing a good job at work and then someone has to come along and crush you. I’m still talking about the family that “beat me up” last week. The reason I’m still hung up on this is because last night I received an evil email from who I will now call “Evil Mom”. What a way to start my weekend. It made my heart sink and gave me a twinge of nausea. Ironically, I just finished a 2-day course that may directly impact “Evil Mom’s” little girl who happens to be, in fact, a very sweet girl. If I ever become a psycho parent like that, someone needs to slap me. I give you permission.
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By the way, for the new moms reading this…if your little girl or boy is having any picky eating issues or if you just want to know what the typical developmental stages are for feeding, let me know. My brain is fresh with information right now and I have nifty little handouts for you. 🙂

sharing

When we were in Thailand, I updated my blog as often as I could. Since my brother and I were doing the same things and taking photos of the same things, he didn’t bother posting much on his site. Instead, he referred to my blog for updates. Well, now it’s my turn! Johnny just finished the slideshow that he was working on during our trip and it’s up and running. I’d say it captures a lot of what we did while highlighting the most interesting parts of each photo. Good job, brother!

…so the season begins.

As soon as we got back from Thailand, I was ready to hit the slopes. Many of you have probably gone once or twice in December but I’m just getting started.
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My first trip was this past weekend with Jesse, Johnny, and Cat and we went to Mammoth where it has been dumping. What a great way to start! The conditions were great: plenty of powder, no wind, and sunny skies. We covered the entire mountain in one day and even took the gondola to the tippy top for some bigger runs. Unfortunately, I had one little spill. The back of my ski got caught under a mound of powder, snapped off, and I hit my head on the way down. After I shook off the stars and birdies, I had the arduous task of climbing back up the mountain to retrieve the ski that snapped off. *sigh* The rest of the day went well and I came home with just a little whiplash. The brother was brave enough to take his SLR up the mountain and posted some photos on his site…check them out. Next trip…Tahoe in two weeks. Happy Snowing!

I need a new purpose.

Ugh…I had the most horrible meeting yesterday. It was with the same family that beat me up last year. Without going into details, I basically said, “Your kid is fine at school. She doesn’t need my services anymore.” Boy oh boy did I get it after that. The mom started to cry and grandfather threatened to go to Due Process and bring in an attorney. This was all so that I would hang out with their kid 30 mins per week because it makes them feel better. Anyway, after that, it made me re-evaluate my purpose as a therapist. I thought I went to school to learn how to help people. Instead, I’ve paid an absurd amount of money (tuition and books) to end up with a sucky-paying job that causes me angst and doubt in my judgement. I’m not a babysitter and I’m certainly not a miracle worker who can “fix” their broken kids. Americans are so spoiled. I don’t know if this is making any sense but this just makes me want to move far away to somewhere that really needs me and start a non-profit therapy center. Who’s with me?!

SO not ready…

Last night I decided to treat Marie to a little evening at the Nail Spa by my house. In order to do that, I needed a babysitter for Cole first. Well, when the thought occurred to me, Jes was standing next to me and I had a mini-“aha moment”. I took a chance and asked him if he would be willing to hang out with Cole for an hour and he surprisingly said “sure” without hesitation. I paused for a moment due to the confusion that had come over me and he said, “hurry up and call her before I change my mind!”. Anyway, it was a go and we were off to get our nails done! Marie was so excited and I was a little worried for Jes.

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For the first fifteen minutes, I had to order Thai food so I called Jes twice to ask him what he wanted and it sounded like he had everything under control. Well, 15 minutes turned into 45 and then by the time we picked up dinner and got back to the house it was an hour and a half later and Cole was on the couch with Jes’ leg blocking the drop-zone crying his poor little heart out.

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According to Jesse, Cole was cool for the first 20 minutes or so just hanging out and goin’ with the flow. Then, as if a switch turned on, he realized that his mommy wasn’t around and started to cry. It sounded like he cried for a good hour. Jes laughed at first…haha…15 minutes of crying is still kinda funny. Then the next 30 minutes was spent walking him around, checking for a poopy diaper, and trying to calm him down. Then he tried putting Cole back on the couch and and turned up the TV. It worked at first but 5 minutes later he started to cry again. There was a periodic pause in his crying as if he was tuckered out but then he caught his breath and it was back to the tears! All I know is that when I walked into the livingroom, Cole was trying to catch his breath in Marie’s arms, there were little wet spots all over the couch, and Jes sat on the couch with a funny grin and couldn’t say anything but, “uh, he pretty much cried for the last hour…little wanker”.

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Oh well, so much for Jes’ first try at babysitting. It sounded kind of like my first time with Cole back in September. The only difference was that Cole fell asleep for me after 30 minutes. Nice try, Jes.