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Jan. 18th, 2015 06:15 pmHey people! For the first time since Christmas, I'm using my new netbook to update LJ. It's so much more convenient to just tap out a post on the keyboard than it is to either do it on my phone or have to go upstairs and use the computer. The latter usually ends with my kid interrupting and insisting that I show her parades via YouTube. No parades here! Just me typing away.
The Scientist is currently watching How It's Made on TV. The background music has the random low tone that hums every twenty or thirty seconds. It's the same tone you hear when the tornado siren starts up one town away, before your local siren goes off. I know there's no tornado (obviously), but the noise is driving me nuts. Also, the narrator of this show says "robut" instead of "robot." I don't care how Asimov thought the word should be pronounced. Saying "robut" sounds damn silly.
What else is going on? I'm back at work now, and it's much easier going back than I expected. It helps that in the morning the kids are usually half-asleep when they head off to their grandma's house. If either one made me feel guilty about work it would be harder. Tears would probably break me. But as it is heading back to work has been easy. Work itself hasn't gotten any better since I left in October. If anything, it's much more Big Brother-like than before. Thankfully a lot of the bullshit flying around the office is in other departments. Since my department is viewed as one where all the employees could probably be replaced by monkeys, upper management leaves us to ourselves. On the one hand, it sucks to not be taken seriously as a worker who has legitimate skills which we needed to learn via college and that we have Thoughts and Opinions which are based on Applied Knowledge and Experience. On the other hand, the fact that upper management doesn't view us as worthwhile employees also means they leave us the hell alone and none of the bullshit trickles down to us. A lot of my friends in the editorial departments are now feuding with one another and keeping gossiping to me about each other. I've basically taken up the role of Switzerland, where I'm happy to be a sounding board if they want to bitch, but I'm not getting involved unless someone slights me personally.
Can you believe I've only been back two weeks now? Sheesh.
What else is up? The kids are doing well. MDR is still growing like crazy. The other day we had to put him in 6-9 month clothes. He just had his three-month birthday on Thursday. My child is huge. This also means that he's outgrown the beautiful baptism gown that my mother made for VEE. I was hoping he could wear it when he's baptized next month but there's no way we can get his thick neck or chunky arms through the holes. It's a shame because it's a really gorgeous gown: classically elegant with just some simple pleats and very non-girly lace used very sparingly. Mom even made a bonnet and bib to match. But MDR is just too big. :( So we got him a little white romper to wear instead. It has a little vest with a diagonal pattern. Sadly, no cap. But that's okay.
VEE alternates between being the cutest, sweetest little girl in the world to being a horrible tyrant monster. I describe her behavior as Jekyll and Hyde. Thankfully when she's good she's just so much fun. And she makes me laugh really hard sometimes. This morning she was telling her father that she had a boogie in her nose but she didn't want it so she put it in my nose. What? It was just so weird I had to laugh. She's also really big. She's in 5T clothes now even though she's barely 3 years old. I ran a few calculations about how tall she'll be when she's fully grown. Based on three different formuals, she's estimated to be between 5'11" and 6'2". That's my girl! Oh, and she's finally starting to sporadically use the potty. Hallelujah, there may be an end in sight! I can't wait till I only have one kid in diapers.
Okay, that's really about all I've got right now. I hope all of you are doing well.
The Scientist is currently watching How It's Made on TV. The background music has the random low tone that hums every twenty or thirty seconds. It's the same tone you hear when the tornado siren starts up one town away, before your local siren goes off. I know there's no tornado (obviously), but the noise is driving me nuts. Also, the narrator of this show says "robut" instead of "robot." I don't care how Asimov thought the word should be pronounced. Saying "robut" sounds damn silly.
What else is going on? I'm back at work now, and it's much easier going back than I expected. It helps that in the morning the kids are usually half-asleep when they head off to their grandma's house. If either one made me feel guilty about work it would be harder. Tears would probably break me. But as it is heading back to work has been easy. Work itself hasn't gotten any better since I left in October. If anything, it's much more Big Brother-like than before. Thankfully a lot of the bullshit flying around the office is in other departments. Since my department is viewed as one where all the employees could probably be replaced by monkeys, upper management leaves us to ourselves. On the one hand, it sucks to not be taken seriously as a worker who has legitimate skills which we needed to learn via college and that we have Thoughts and Opinions which are based on Applied Knowledge and Experience. On the other hand, the fact that upper management doesn't view us as worthwhile employees also means they leave us the hell alone and none of the bullshit trickles down to us. A lot of my friends in the editorial departments are now feuding with one another and keeping gossiping to me about each other. I've basically taken up the role of Switzerland, where I'm happy to be a sounding board if they want to bitch, but I'm not getting involved unless someone slights me personally.
Can you believe I've only been back two weeks now? Sheesh.
What else is up? The kids are doing well. MDR is still growing like crazy. The other day we had to put him in 6-9 month clothes. He just had his three-month birthday on Thursday. My child is huge. This also means that he's outgrown the beautiful baptism gown that my mother made for VEE. I was hoping he could wear it when he's baptized next month but there's no way we can get his thick neck or chunky arms through the holes. It's a shame because it's a really gorgeous gown: classically elegant with just some simple pleats and very non-girly lace used very sparingly. Mom even made a bonnet and bib to match. But MDR is just too big. :( So we got him a little white romper to wear instead. It has a little vest with a diagonal pattern. Sadly, no cap. But that's okay.
VEE alternates between being the cutest, sweetest little girl in the world to being a horrible tyrant monster. I describe her behavior as Jekyll and Hyde. Thankfully when she's good she's just so much fun. And she makes me laugh really hard sometimes. This morning she was telling her father that she had a boogie in her nose but she didn't want it so she put it in my nose. What? It was just so weird I had to laugh. She's also really big. She's in 5T clothes now even though she's barely 3 years old. I ran a few calculations about how tall she'll be when she's fully grown. Based on three different formuals, she's estimated to be between 5'11" and 6'2". That's my girl! Oh, and she's finally starting to sporadically use the potty. Hallelujah, there may be an end in sight! I can't wait till I only have one kid in diapers.
Okay, that's really about all I've got right now. I hope all of you are doing well.
