"I want, I want, I want ... but that's crazy"

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Candy sushi


I made my munchkin some candy sushi for her Christmas party at school. I kept it a secret until she watched me make them. Sushi (real sushi) is her favorite food, so when she saw these, she was ECSTATIC!

Monday, December 19, 2011

Who-philia? I feel ya!

I'm a Who-phile, a Whovian, or just another Who down in Whoville who cries boohoohoo during the far-too-long breaks of this most excellent and engaging series! Check out this work of brilliance! (I've even forgiven the typo of "Shelock Holmes") And just click on the graphic to see the original if your screen is too narrow to view it in its entirety.

Doctor Who Timeline Infographic
Via: CableTV.com

It's always more

Every day seems to grow more frustrating, with more being piled on me just as I've reached - and passed - my limit.

Mondays are supposed to be the day for catching up at the office, because we don't publish a paper on Tuesdays. It never seems to turn out that way. I only had one item on my schedule, so I thought I would be able to get some of the assignments done that I have coming up and then leave a bit early to try to get rid of some of those "vacation hours" I have remaining. No such luck.

I came in to find an assignment to attend a meeting at 8:30 tomorrow morning. But my boss didn't know where the thing was supposed to be. Well, more precisely, he thought he knew, but he was wrong, and I knew he was wrong. I also had no contact information. So I called the location where the meeting was held six months ago - the latest agenda we had. They didn't know a thing. So I called the local police chief, who would certainly be attending the meeting. Got his voicemail. So I called the city offices. The mayor's number goes straight to the clerk of courts voicemail - she's out for the day. The administrator's number goes to the assistant city manager's voicemail - he's also out for the day. So I call the mayor himself at his "day job." I get, "He's out of his office at the moment. Let me put you through to his voicemail."

In the meantime, there was a suicide at the jail this morning. We have two reporters on duty, but for some reason, it's given to me to follow up on. So that means I spent the rest of the day trying to get answers out of the sheriff - who is NOT friendly with our office - and the coroner, and the assistant coroner.

I didn't have time to take lunch, because I was waiting for a bunch of return phone calls. I also didn't have time to tackle that one item on my schedule until 10 minutes till 5. Yes, you can assume that my day is supposed to end by 5. It didn't.

So no "vacation hours" were taken today. Tomorrow starts at that 8:30 meeting with a full day's schedule to follow. And still catching up to do. Wednesday our lifestyles editor starts a week of vacation. Guess who gets to do her job.

When I come home, do you suppose anything's been done by the kids who have been home from school for three hours? Of course not.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Is it actually working?

Throughout her school career, every parent-teacher conference I've had for Munch, my 10-year-old daughter, has been the same. She's obviously smart. She undeniably happy. She's incredibly creative. She can't focus. Every assignment takes forever. She's constantly distracted.

This year, the school assigned an intervention team. We've met to try to resolve her issues, which are taking a terrible toll on her grades. The ability is there. The intelligence is there, but she's starting to miss out on important basic skills because she can't pay enough attention to learn them.

Her evaluation - not a medical diagnosis, I'm reminded - points to ADD. I can't say I'm at all surprised.

Considering she has no personality issues and no hyperactivity - and frankly, even if those were issues too - I don't want to medicate her with the typical pharmaceuticals. We've all seen the stories, and we know the side effects can be and often are very, very bad.

To put it shortly, I did my research and studied the alternatives. Last week, I started her on an Omega fish oil complex and a moderate exercise program. I also have her using a binaural beats focus program that she listens to on her mp3 !player while doing her homework. And Saturday, her homeopathic remedy arrived. I started her on that immediately, and she's been using it twice a day.

Today is Tuesday. When I came home, I asked if she'd taken her omega pill yet. She hadn't, but did so right away without another reminder. She started her homework while I made dinner, then when she finished dinner she cleared her plate (which she never does), put her plate in the sink (which she never does) and went right back upstairs to her room, put on her headphones and started back on her homework (which she definitely never does!) - all without being reminded. Then she finished her homework in a timely manner (it normally takes many hours). After that, she did her 20 minutes on the stair climber - I only told her once. Then she did her regular chores of putting away the dishes from the dishwasher and cleaning out the cat's litter box - each she was told to do ONE time.

A day like this has never happened before. Is it actually working?

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Busy season

The busy season is in full swing for me. It's not the holidays, per se; it's the end-of-the-year-scramble-to-get-vacation-time-used-up-before-the-company-takes-it-away season. And I get slammed on it.

I start out in November the same as everyone else - with piles of unused vacation time that has to be used up before the end of the year. It's a "use it or lose it" policy. The problem is that there's no time for everyone to take their time. So the calendar fills up with a week here and two weeks there for everyone else in the office, while I'm left scrambling to take an hour here and there just to use it up. That's how it is every year. Everyone else gets weeks of vacation - I get an hour at a time. Why? Because I'm the one who knows how to do everyone else's job.

I've spent two weeks picking up extra work for one reporter on vacation for two weeks, then I get the next week picking up the work for the other reporter on vacation. The news editor goes and I don't have to do her job, because she works night shifts and with my kids at home, at least they don't put me on that. BUT the other desk person who takes over her jobs does ONLY her job, so I do HIS and MINE.

Then we have a reporter back from vacation but in a bit of a scrape with the law. It's not a big thing, but the county prosecutor's decided she can't access his records anymore. Guess who that duty goes to. Yep, that's right. Me.

And all the while, the editor's taking off whole days and afternoons to use up his vacation time.

I can't get a day off because it takes two people to make up for the absence, but I make up for the absence of two people - while doing my own work as well. And in all that, I can manage to pull it off in under 40 hours so I can squeeze out one or two more "vacation" hours on my check.