Care and Feeding . . .
Mar. 24th, 2002 08:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
omorkaHmm . . . looking at the below, it appears I'm in a Big Mama mood again.
I suppose that shouldn't surprise me. I made rice pudding yesterday, for the gods' sake! And now I'm making fried chicken for about 4 or 5 people, when I'm the only one awake to eat it. I've been feeling really protective of my kids lately.
The Spouse has done a complete crash-and-burn for the second weekend in a row. I'm beginning to worry. He knows his sleep patterns are harmful to his health, and he doesn't seem to care.
Weird things are happening within the CMA politics. One of the reps told me this afternoon that there will be a question-and-answer session with the board at Beltane to clear the air, and then no bullshit will be tolerated at the Great Works meeting itself. I hope that will fix what can still be fixed. Really, I think the best option right now would be for the couple of dozen really pissed off people (as opposed to those who are merely confused) to split off into Pheon Ix Star, have their own little gatherings away from the "corrupting" influence of CMA, and not bother those of us who are reasonably happy with this board.
One of my kids, the Kid Who Ain't Got No Feet, got prosthetic lower legs this past week. I got to tell him "Nice shoes". He may even be walking short distances at school by the end of the year, although he's still not going to be able to take the stairs. It's so cool . . .
Ms. K did my evaluation on Wednesday. The kids were about as good as I could've possibly expected them to be, and I think most of them actually learned something. I should get to see the write-up on Monday.
J.G. called last weekend. His company made their presentation, and now they're waiting back to hear whether they got the project. I hope, for his sake, that they do, but I have to admit there is some selfish part of me that would be pleased if they didn't, and the G/K family moved back to Texas because of it. They really don't sound happy out there, although some of the things J. griped about wouldn't be significantly different here. The Spouse says C.I. isn't doing a whole lot better. Is there some way I can have them doing okay and still have them back here? I miss them terribly.
With the G/K and I/M families in Cali, K&A in Indianapolis, and S&M out of my life entirely, the Spouse and I don't have a whole lot of people we see socially these days. We have dinner with the MIL about once a week. If we're lucky, we see M.W. and J.T. twice on the weekends, once to socialize and once to game. Sometimes I get the feeling that they're uncomfortable with us; I know that M.W. and I both feel like we're not as close as we'd like, but don't know what to do about it. P.B. and his various shadows usually show up for Monday Movie Nights, but I don't know any of them very well and P.B. is the only one I have an honest desire to know better. I haven't seen C.S. or G.L. in over a year, although I occasionally get e-mail from them; I've tried calling their place every couple of months or so, but I keep getting the answering machine and they never return the call. I see Goo and the Raven once in a while, and K.H. even more occasionally, but the generational thing keeps getting in the way there. I hesitate to call Rasputin for social stuff, since I know he and I are about 180 degrees apart politically. And I almost never see any of the old Rice people. I'm actually in better touch with the old MSMS crowd than with any of the Rice folks other than M.W.
In short, I want my social group back, and I'm going to be petulant about it. ;)
Really, though, the options for socializing with my colleagues are pretty small. In addition to me being weird, queer, and religiously unacceptable, the majority of them are far too (a) conservative, (b) normal, and (c) dim. I want people I can talk to; I'd end up explaining myself far too often with these folks.
Ah, well. I should be glad we've still got people, even though most of them are scattered to the winds. I really am grateful to M.W. and J.T. for hanging out with us as much as they do. I just don't know who else to reach out to . . .
I suppose that shouldn't surprise me. I made rice pudding yesterday, for the gods' sake! And now I'm making fried chicken for about 4 or 5 people, when I'm the only one awake to eat it. I've been feeling really protective of my kids lately.
The Spouse has done a complete crash-and-burn for the second weekend in a row. I'm beginning to worry. He knows his sleep patterns are harmful to his health, and he doesn't seem to care.
Weird things are happening within the CMA politics. One of the reps told me this afternoon that there will be a question-and-answer session with the board at Beltane to clear the air, and then no bullshit will be tolerated at the Great Works meeting itself. I hope that will fix what can still be fixed. Really, I think the best option right now would be for the couple of dozen really pissed off people (as opposed to those who are merely confused) to split off into Pheon Ix Star, have their own little gatherings away from the "corrupting" influence of CMA, and not bother those of us who are reasonably happy with this board.
One of my kids, the Kid Who Ain't Got No Feet, got prosthetic lower legs this past week. I got to tell him "Nice shoes". He may even be walking short distances at school by the end of the year, although he's still not going to be able to take the stairs. It's so cool . . .
Ms. K did my evaluation on Wednesday. The kids were about as good as I could've possibly expected them to be, and I think most of them actually learned something. I should get to see the write-up on Monday.
J.G. called last weekend. His company made their presentation, and now they're waiting back to hear whether they got the project. I hope, for his sake, that they do, but I have to admit there is some selfish part of me that would be pleased if they didn't, and the G/K family moved back to Texas because of it. They really don't sound happy out there, although some of the things J. griped about wouldn't be significantly different here. The Spouse says C.I. isn't doing a whole lot better. Is there some way I can have them doing okay and still have them back here? I miss them terribly.
With the G/K and I/M families in Cali, K&A in Indianapolis, and S&M out of my life entirely, the Spouse and I don't have a whole lot of people we see socially these days. We have dinner with the MIL about once a week. If we're lucky, we see M.W. and J.T. twice on the weekends, once to socialize and once to game. Sometimes I get the feeling that they're uncomfortable with us; I know that M.W. and I both feel like we're not as close as we'd like, but don't know what to do about it. P.B. and his various shadows usually show up for Monday Movie Nights, but I don't know any of them very well and P.B. is the only one I have an honest desire to know better. I haven't seen C.S. or G.L. in over a year, although I occasionally get e-mail from them; I've tried calling their place every couple of months or so, but I keep getting the answering machine and they never return the call. I see Goo and the Raven once in a while, and K.H. even more occasionally, but the generational thing keeps getting in the way there. I hesitate to call Rasputin for social stuff, since I know he and I are about 180 degrees apart politically. And I almost never see any of the old Rice people. I'm actually in better touch with the old MSMS crowd than with any of the Rice folks other than M.W.
In short, I want my social group back, and I'm going to be petulant about it. ;)
Really, though, the options for socializing with my colleagues are pretty small. In addition to me being weird, queer, and religiously unacceptable, the majority of them are far too (a) conservative, (b) normal, and (c) dim. I want people I can talk to; I'd end up explaining myself far too often with these folks.
Ah, well. I should be glad we've still got people, even though most of them are scattered to the winds. I really am grateful to M.W. and J.T. for hanging out with us as much as they do. I just don't know who else to reach out to . . .
