Month: September 2008

I over scheduled our weekend. I enjoy being busy, but you know, when you stick try and stick that one extra thing in, then it just results in a meltdown of one of the family members. Our town had a doggie swim day, the last day before they drained the pool. Vince basically screamed his head off all the way to the pool. As soon as he got there, he was fine and happy.

Vince has not been eating well. I can’t believe that my non-Rett Syndrome kid is the one who is not willing to eat! He basically eats about 6 glasses of milk a day and plain white rice (and of course, anything made out of sugar). He will just sit there and purse his lips and then burst into tears! And he’s running around all day, neighborhood kids, swinging, swimming and then when he has to change gears and sit down and eat/do homework/pick up clothes, the tears come again which is caused by his exceedingly low blood sugar.

Tonight, after work, I made him his favorite dinner – ravioli, and finally (after days of not eating well) he ate 2 full plates.

Blah!

Jeremy is 40 today! Happy birthday babe – welcome to middle age 😉

Vincent started ballet lessons today. Why ballet you may ask? Why not soccer or cub scouts or perhaps even gymnastics? It is both a long and short story. The short story is that Vince is a dancer, he’s got the moves and the enthusiasm and the lack of self-consciousness that has me standing at the side of the room wondering if he is related to me and Jeremy. (Jeremy specifically asked that there be no band or dancing at our wedding and I readily agreed.)

The long story is that he loves his cousin, J. who is 11 and dances at this particular ballet school. This ballet school is far from our house and takes its dancing seriously – a number of students have become professional ballerinas. Normally, I would not venture this far from home and perhaps the seriousness of the ballet is a little bit intimidating for me, but this year, J. is helping out during a special needs class that she was eager for Edda to attend. So I asked Vince if he wanted to join up, thinking that the classes would be at the same time and he was really excited and so we are doing ballet! But, of course, the classes are not at the same time so this ballet adventure we are on is taking much more of our Saturday than I thought it would. (Edda’s class starts in a few weeks.)

I’ve gotten into the habit of buying my lunch and various vending machine snacks at work. And as a result, I’ve gained a little bit of weight and also I’ve been spending money a bit too freely – I find that small little purchases like daily pretzel sticks inexplicably lead to bigger ones at Target. I’m trying to wrench myself back into bring the good old PB&J to save some $ and ditch the weight.

The velvet cake? My coworkers seemed to enjoy it – it was more than 80% gone by 10:30 am and I helped myself to only the tiniest sliver.

When I first met Jeremy (now more than 13 years ago), he already owned a whole cake shop’s worth of baking equipment. He owned the Cake Bible, he introduced me to cake flour and also to the concept of weighing baking ingredients rather than measuring them out in a measuring cup.

We have not baked in a long time. All the baking tools have been packed away for over 3 years. This Labor Day weekend, we spent a few days making a red velvet cake. We tried making this in Singapore for Emy’s birthday, but in the middle of baking, the power went out for 3 hours and the oven turned off, so I never got to try the red velvet cake in its full glory.

On a political note, I was relieved to hear that Trig is not the grandson of Sarah Palin as first rumored by various bloggers. I think that Ms. Palin will prove to be quite appealing to a good number of people, lets see how she does tonight.

We went to a lovely Labor Day Party thrown by Andy, a fellow patent examiner. Andy and I did not meet each other at work, we met via Bookcrossing, which celebrates the love of books and the love of recycling at the same time. Andy’s house is set up perfectly for a party – 4 flavors of slushies and a cotton candy machine all ready to go.

Edda loved the huge trampoline.

Every weekend should be three days long..

Ok, I have to admit, I was astonished and excited by McCain’s choice of Ms. Palin. I thought it was a good choice for McCain, to attract female independents and also because she had a son with Down Syndrome.

But the Daily Kos is reporting that her son, Trig, is actually her grandson by her oldest daughter!

Take a look at the evidence.

OMG, they didn’t vet her! It’s like The Days of Our Lives around here.