10/31/2006

Happy Halloween!


Wait till you SEE my little pumpkin! He fought and fought with me over putting on the pumpkin suit all weekend, but when we finally got into his classroom this morning he complied. OH. THE. CUTENESS. Best costume in his class. I'll show you later, because I'm taking pictures at the school parade this morning. Then one of my new MOPS friends is hosting a mom/kid party at her place for lunch and she was gracious enough to invite us. I hardly know her so I'm glad for the opportunity. And tonight my mom is coming over to help with the trick-or-treating because Mike is out of town. He's up at Penn State with some chick from his office recruiting for his company. Rough life.

Last night we had major trauma while daddy was away. For months I have allowed Nathan to put Pepper in her crate when we go out and he runs to let her out when we get home. She goes in quite willingly but she's a little psycho about coming back out. So occasionally I have to give her collar a little tug. Well last night while my back was turned Nathan ran to let her out and he reached into the crate to get her out. She bit him on the tip of his middle finger. The shrieking and crying and bleeding that commenced was awful. I was so angry at Pepper for potentially ruining what had been a very nice family/pet relationship. I know it was my fault, Pepper is a bit scared of Nathan, and she was cornered. I should have never let him mess with her crate. Nathan's finger is just fine, but I don't know what to do about Pepper now. *sigh*

10/29/2006

Kid-size pumpkin


Kid-size pumpkin
Originally uploaded by Mainline Mom.
I am a deliquent blogger. Believe it or not, I still feel like I have not caught up on my sleep since Dallas. Dozing off in church, at work, having trouble getting out of bed. Not interested in working out or eating healthfully either. I need to snap out of it!

Things have continued to be busy since I got home. I was pretty sick with sinus congestion for the past month so I finally went to the doctor on Thursday and she said it is definately allergies. I can't understand how allergies could be so bad, and last so long, even in different locations and climates! Plus Claritin had never worked for me. So she gave me Zyrtec and Nasonex and after one dose of each...VOILA!! I'm cured! It's unbelievable the difference. I guess I can stop buying Kleenex by the case.

Friday night we took Nathan to my church's annual fall fest....in the cold driving rain. It's mostly outdoors, but I I wanted Nathan to have a little fun. I think he enjoyed it, but we were all frozen to the bone.

Saturday my inlaws came to visit. We went back to Merrymead Farm where Nate and I took the hayride. He LOVES the animals and he is a big fan of pumpkins. It was free and fun to watch him.

I swear he gets cuter every day. He has such a great personality. I wouldn't be prejudiced or anything.

10/26/2006

Dallas Pictures

Well so far I am unable to upload photos into Blogger. I hate Blogger. So you will just have to view my slideshow from Flickr here.

My technical presentations went very well. I was nervous, but I don't think it showed too much. I'm very good about slowing my breath and heartrate, but I could feel that towards the end I was talking a bit too fast. I got lots of good questions which is always a good sign.

The session I moderated was not quite as smooth as I hoped, which was all my fault. I thought the session started at 9am for some reason, so I planned to show up at 8:30 for setup. My first assistant moderator bailed on me last week, and my second assistant had no experience and didn't show up to the briefing the day before. But the session actually started at 8:30, so I walked into my session about a minute late, and the second assistant was kind of freaking out. Thankfully my speakers were experienced and ready to go. Nobody in the audience really noticed. I had what may have been the #1 most popular session of the entire week, on membrane bioreactors. Seating was for about 200 and at one point I had every chair filled and people lining both the side and back walls of the room, with a line of people 4 deep out the door trying to hear. It had to be at least 250. This makes the next part even more embaressing than showing up late.

Part of the moderators job is to remind people to silence their cell phones in between every speaker. I did that before the first three speakers, but of course phones rang at least once during every speaker anyway. It's just rude. After the third speaker finished, there was some Q&A discussion going on when I heard the all-to-familiar ring of my own cell phone, which was not in my pocket, but 10 feet away on the floor off to the side of the speakers platform where I was sitting. Shocked, I jumped up and ran over to bend down and silence it. I had my phone on vibrate the whole week, but when it counted the most it mysteriously was set to ring. I stayed crouched on the floor for a few minutes, regaining my composure, and thankfully there was a 30 minute break. After the break I introduced myself and the session again, and smirking, I humbly asked the audience to silence their phones. A low chuckle ran through the entire room, so I realized everyone knew what had happened. I apologized personally to the audience, explaining that I thought it was silenced, and said "Please do as I say, not as I do."

10/25/2006

Back home again!

Well I made it home safe and sound. Everything went perfectly. Pictures to follow. MUST. GO. TO. BED. NOW.

3-4 hours of sleep, 4 nights in a row, just isn't enough.

10/20/2006

Gone to Big D!

Yeah so I've been so crazy busy getting ready to leave for Dallas this week that I haven't posted. But thanks for all the awesome comments on that last post! I seriously don't care, I just wanted to throw the question out there.

Tomorrow morning Nathan, my mom and I will drive to the airport, lug a stroller, a carseat, a diaper bag, a laptop back, and a snack/toy bag through security, and board a plane for Dallas. There we will rent a car, drive to my aunt's house, have dinner, and then I will bid farewell to my mom and child for a few days.

I'll drive back downtown to the Hyatt (the big tower with the neon ball in the Dallas skyline) and check-in, and finally I'll find my old friends at a bar somewhere. By then it'll probably be LATE, but I won't care.

The next morning I'll head for an early am meeting, another meeting after that, meet and greet on the trade floor all afternoon, change clothes and hit a cocktail reception around 6, and then have dinner with an important client at 7:30. Work work work...talk talk talk. Oh yeah...then there's the bar for catching up with more friends after dinner. *yawn*

More of the same Monday and Tuesday, with a few super important technical presentations thrown in. Yikes!!

Oh yeah, and the rockin' Young Engineers party I'm throwing at a rooftop patio bar in the West End Monday night. I'm a kickass party planner. We're giving away cool doorprizes, including an iPod. Woohoo! Give me $5000 and I'll show you a good time anywhere. (That didn't sound good, did it?)

By Wed morning I'll be dead on my feet as I meet up with my family again and board a plane home. Whew...can't wait. See ya when I get home!

10/16/2006

Random Survey

Ok this is not really a random survey at all. I have a very mixed bag of readers at this here blog, and I want everyone's opinions, not just the Christians like me. Here's the story.

Nathan attends a somewhat prestigious little "school" (daycare) three mornings a week. They are great, have lots of planned academic type activities and he loves it. Last week I got a letter that he would be "transitioning" into a new room, for older kids. That means over the course of a few weeks he will visit that room for short periods of time. Today was his first day to spend an hour there. His regular teacher told me they just had snack and circle time and he did fine. I got my normal daily report from her, as well as another daily report from his new room.

The new report caught my attention. It was decorated with Halloween stickers...no big deal. But among the six or eight activities he participated in, I noticed that the book they read was "5 Little Witches". Hmm. Then I saw that they played dressup with witch hats. Additionally it said they "ran around with a broom between our legs - like a witch." Hold on a second.

I realize witches are part of Halloween. But they are also part of a religion, and I take them very seriously. I know that Wicca is not an evil or satanic organization persay, but it is definately NOT Christian and it is very much a religion. I'm not outraged, I'm just a little offended and putoff. I am considering writing them a letter to explain this, just to point out the insensitivity. However my husband brought up a very valid point that they probably celebrate Christmas in this school. It is not a public school, after all. So now I'm very curious about how they will handle that, as well as Chanukah and Ramadan.

I am honestly NOT a believer in separation of church and state. I don't believe that concept is constitutional or was intended by anyone other than Thomas Jefferson, who said it. But it is the law of our land, constitutional or not. So do we teach kids aspects of all relgions, or avoid them altogether? Do we teach kids tolerance of our differences or avoid talking about the differences? Thoughts?????

Mood Swings

This morning has already been one of crazy mood swings. I start out the day aiming to be especially productive in this last week before the conference. I start out listening to some Christian music, having a positive attitude, keeping everything in perspective. Like a newly bloomed flower after rain, I've got a clean slate, and I proceed to try to reinvent myself again, reframe my point-of-view.

Then sh*t happens. People start calling me and giving me bad news, complaining about each other, forcing me to mediate. I drink too much coffee and eat no breakfast, which makes me hyper and edgy. Nathan throws a fit because he wants to go to the grocery store instead of the Marshall's next door where I have to return the too big pants. I finally get him calm in the store and I get another phone call with more bad news. Good thing I was in public because the F-word starts screaming in my head. Why it's even there (in my head) in the first place is a good question.

Famished, I make an impulse decision to get comfort food at Wendy's for lunch. I consciously tell myself I am eating emotionally, but I'm too hungry and stressed, so I don't care. The worst is when I hear Nathan in the back saying "french fry? french fry?" as we get closer to the Wendy's. When I turn down the street where the Wendy's is (not even IN the parking lot yet) I hear a joyful proclamation of "FRENCH FRY!" from the backseat. That's BAD. My kid eats way too many french fries.

He also has an insanely keen sense of direction. I mean CRAZY. He knows the exact location of every single elevator in the King of Prussia mall, and will passionately point out the way to them from whatever entrance I use. Certain shopping centers elicit an immediate question "Nana?" as we enter, regardless of time or destination, because I might sometimes meet my mom there for lunch. It freaks me out. I swear the kid could direct someone from our house to about two dozen locations within a 10 mile radius.

Here's hoping the afternoon and evening are a little calmer. I'm gonna hafta do some serious running and/or yoga to get rid of all this negative energy.

10/15/2006

October Weekend


Wow, winter is coming fast. This weekend Mike was away at the Penn State football game so Nathan and I were alone. Friday it turned cold. I took Nathan on a hayride at a local farm with other moms from MOPS. He went nuts over the farm animals, especially the cows. We saw a mama cow that had just given birth and her baby that could hardly stand up. She was still delivering the placenta...ew.

Friday after I put Nathan to bed I mixed myself a cosmo and drank it in a nice hot jacuzzi bath. That's relaxing!

Saturday morning I hit the gym, and then Nathan and I had lunch at the mall. (Not Neiman Marcus...one lunch there a week is plenty!) I found some cute purple cords at Old Navy to replace the Michael Kors ones I bought three weeks ago that are now too big thanks to my weight loss efforts. Sadly, the MK pair will have to go back.

After Nathan woke up from his nap we went on a fall foliage photography hunt. We took a brisk walk down a trail near the river, and then headed over to Valley Forge for sunset where the dear were out by the hundreds. You can get within a few feet of them before they move. The sunset was beautiful. I love the glow of dusk.

You can see my results in my Flickr. Here is a slideshow of the hayride and the deer.
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10/13/2006

Stuff Portrait Friday - Seasons Change

Yes, autumn is here in Pennsylvania. So for SPF we were assigned the follow:

1. Show me your season changing.
2. Show me the beauty of where you call home.
3. Your favorite part of the weather changing.

I love colorful fall foliage.





The beauty of where I call home is the love in our little family.

And my favorite part of the weather changing is definately the shopping for warmer clothes! This is a like-new coat I bought for Nathan last week for $2.50!!

10/11/2006

Stress

Stress is pretty much a foreign feeling to me. But once in awhile, I feel it. Like now. I have a LOT of work to do, but my grandparents are visiting here until Friday. I can't really work when they are here. They don't much like to go anywhere, so we sit around the house all day watching whatever THEY want on TV with the volume BLARING. I am writing this on a laptop right now in the family room where they are falling asleep on the couch watching freakin' baseball at deafening volume. This is a nightly sort of occurance. I hate watching baseball.

We talk, which is nice, unless the subject of religion comes up. My grandfather and I have an ongoing debate about whether or not Christianity is a unique and exclusive religion. As in, is there only one way to heaven or not. It is interesting to discuss, but frustrating and tiring at times.

As it happens, I am reading an awesome book right now called Jesus Among Other Gods, by Ravi Zacharius. Ravi was born and raised in India in Hindu culture and eventually became a leading Christian apologist. He has great insight into the comparison of Christianity and Western culture with Islam, Buddhism, and Hinduism and Eastern culture and thought. This book was given to me for Christmas and I completely ignored it until I stumbled across it a few days ago and read the jacket and realized how relevant it is to my studies of the religious aspects of yoga. God was definately working through one of my relatives to have that book just happen to be in my house right now. I never would have sought it out.

Speaking of yoga, I also picked up a book today at Jen's suggestion called The Yoga of Eating. I expected it to be a vegetarian, yogic diet type thing, but it is not at all and so far it is excellent. All about listening to your body and understanding why we eat what we eat, etc.

Two things that rocked yesterday....a 45 minute Thai yoga massage from Jen....and being assisted by Mark into a killer handstand.

10/09/2006

Pet Peeve

I have a pet peeve...well not so much a pet peeve as a frustration...which you may find odd. I can't seem to do a push-up correctly. We're talking military style, body straight, chest-to-the-floor push up. I can do what I think are push-ups, but my dear husband says they aren't because I stop about six inches off the floor before coming back up. He says my arms must not be strong enough or something, which irritates me because I have been building and building lots of upper body strength over the past year. The test, he says, is whether or not I can start lying on the floor and push my whole body up in one straight motion. I cannot. Can't even come close. What is UP with that?????

Pet Peeve

I have a pet peeve...well not so much a pet peeve as a frustration...which you may find odd. I can't seem to do a push-up correctly. We're talking military style, body straight, nose-to-the-floor push up. I can do what I think are push-ups, but my dear husband says they aren't because I stop about six inches off the floor before coming back up. He says my arms must not be strong enough or something, which irritates me because I have been building and building lots of upper body strength over the past year. The test, he says, is whether or not I can start lying on the floor and push my whole body up in one straight motion. I cannot. Can't even come close. What is UP with that?????

10/08/2006

Warning: Really Boring Post Ahead


I hate to read blogs where parents do nothing but brag about their kids. I mean, come on? But this is MY blog and for the past couple of days, Mike and I have done nothing but brag to each other about how awesome our kid is. So I have to share at least a little with you.

Nathan rocks. The temper tantrums have mostly stopped, because they weren't working. When he does protest about something it is extremely short-lived. We think he's getting kind of bored with his own DVDs because he has been exceedingly self-amused lately. Just now when he woke up from his usual 2 hour nap, I got him out of his crib and expected him to come downstairs and demand me to play with him. But after pouring myself a drink, reading the newspaper, and picking out some recipes to make this week I wondered why it was so quiet upstairs and what mischief he was up to. When I went back up to find out I found him quietly standing in his future bedroom reading his books.

Nathan eats a lot of variety...not everything we'd like to serve him, but enough meat, veggies, and fruit that I feel his diet is well rounded. And he's a champion sleeper. In bed with no complaints at 8pm, and the past two mornings (weekend) we haven't heard him until at least 7:30. Plus he naps 2-3 hours every afternoon. I was really worried he wouldn't nap at daycare the day I was in Raleigh because of the strange surroundings, but according to his report he slept an hour and a half. ROCK.

Oh and did I mention how cute he is? He talks non-stop to me now, even though I can't understand most of it. So cute. He says "I love you" and "seeya" and "Hi!" and "more please!" all the time. Lots of other things too.

Well, you KNOW I won't get so lucky whenever the next one comes along! :)

10/06/2006

Why Do We Blog?

Never have I felt at such a loss of words as last night when my entire dinner party grilled me about why I blog, what my blog is about, and why anyone would read it. I tried to explain the human connection element of the blog community, but it may have been a bit lost on them. This conversation mainly stemmed from an earlier meeting I had yesterday afternoon with a blogger I had been reading for a long time but had never met in real life. People are amazed at why I would want to have coffee with someone I don't know and by outward appearences have very little in common with. Why not, I say.

The Oh Really Factor is a bit younger than I, unattached, and a very politically aware liberal New Yorker. But she is also an extremely gifted writer, witty, and not intolerant of opposing political ideologies. Plus she is helping open a brand new yoga studio in Durham, where I was visiting yesterday. And you all know how obsessed I am with yoga.

So we had the MOST delicious coffee in the world, because my schedule did not permit time for a yoga class or imbibing. And we chatted for a long time like only two women can.

Why Do We Blog?

Never have I felt at such a loss of words as last night when my entire dinner party grilled me about why I blog, what my blog is about, and why anyone would read it. I tried to explain the human connection element of the blog community, but it may have been a bit lost on them. This conversation mainly stemmed from an earlier meeting I had yesterday afternoon with a blogger I had been reading for a long time but had never met in real life. People are amazed at why I would want to have coffee with someone I don't know and by outward appearences have very little in common with. Why not, I say.

The Oh Really Factor is a bit younger than I, unattached, and a very politically aware liberal New Yorker. But she is also an extremely gifted writer, witty, and not intolerant of opposing political ideologies. Plus she is helping open a brand new yoga studio in Durham, where I was visiting yesterday. And you all know how obsessed I am with yoga.

So we had the MOST delicious coffee in the world, because my schedule did not permit time for a yoga class or imbibing. And we chatted for a long time like only two women can.

10/04/2006

WBW - Rockin' Rides

Our Way Back Wednesday assignment from The Kept Woman was something about old cars. I think she means REALLY old. So here are the family cars we had when I was a babe. Circa 1976. Again...how cute am I? And how cute is my mom? Except that's some bad hair she has in that second photo.



The closer one is a Dodge Dart, I think, and the one behind it is my mom's Peugeot, I think. Here's a closer look.


I'll Fly Away

Gosh it's been awhile since I posted over here. Hope all my readers didn't disappear forever. I guess my new food blog and the interaction I've had over there sucked all the interesting blogging out of me. Yeah, I know, this blog wasn't that interesting in the first place.

I'll try to get to Way Back Wednesday later. This is my morning off and I have an abs class to get to. I woke up early and almost went to yoga class, but I went last night and that's a lot of yoga. I'm still sore. Class last night was really awesome again and I sweat hard. After class I sat around poking my bulging bicep like a guy. I'm such a dork. Now if only my abs were that defined. Or at least not all mushy.

Tomorrow I leave my house at 4:30 am to fly to Raleigh for a meeting. My corporate headquarters are there. I haven't seen my boss in a year. Seriously. And I get to hang out with hottie Professor Andrew of reality TV show fame. And maybe even take a yoga class from blogfriend The Oh Really Factor if time permits. Most importantly I get to spend the night in a hotel ALONE. Mike has to handle getting Nathan to and from daycare, and Nathan will have his first full day at school. Hope he naps!

10/01/2006

Survivor Stories

October 1st begins a month of pink ribbons, pink labels, pink everywhere. It's Breast Cancer Awareness month. This month people will donate to research, people will walk 60 miles in a weekend, and people will show off their breasts for a good cause. The annual bloggers Boobiethon is now up and running this week, so you can donate there. Do a self-exam or remind someone you love to do one. Remember the survivors, and those who lost their battle with this disease.

Survivors like my Aunt Virginia.



My former secretary Dottie Gieser. My sister's MIL. Fabulously talented blogger Sharkey. And my dear friend Ann, who was diagnosed at age 40 with incurable stage IV breast cancer.



Ann was told the life expectancy for her type of cancer is 2-3 years. When she was diagnosed in March 2004 she was a mess, I know, I was there. But of course she determined not to take it lying down, so she picked up a bike. In the past 2.5 years Ann has ridden in various long distance bike rides to raise money for the Lance Armstrong Foundation, including the 100 mile Ride of the Roses in Austin in 2005. So far she and her husband have raised over $20,000 for LAF and she is still living strong.
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