My excuses: uh, we had a really freaking short summer. I don't even know what happened to it.
I'm packing up the house. Yep. Gonna make sure we can flee the country in a weekend if need be. Okay, maybe not, but I'm simplifying. I cannot believe I've been in the same place, same house for 13+ years.
We went to Seattle at the end of the summer for Dean's dad's memorial. It was really sweet with immediate family. Ellen did lots of work to create an experience for everyone in memory of Tets. It was great for the girls to see and spend time with their cousins, play in the woods and the creek and spend time with Grandma Yo.
Vi is now a level IV in the SF Girls Chorus and that takes up a huge chunk of our time as it means 3 trips to downtown SF per week plus special rehearsals and performances. Ave is now a level III and her schedule has also stepped up. She is also competing in gymnastics and is pretty serious about it. She spends alot of time at the gym. She's had a couple bad spills(I hate watching her practice on the beam, yikes, but, as I've said, if I can justify possibly breaking my neck riding horses- I really have no business holding her back from her passion)(her coach is great, too, really conditions the girls before she says they are ready to try a new skill).
School is back and there is more homework than ever.
Dean met us in SF tonight after chorus rehearsal and we took the girls out to a little mediterranean restaurant. We got great big plates and shared them. I don't think I've seen Avery eat that well in a long time(they had a great vegetarian plate). Afterwards we got ice cream.
Between the A's game and a fatality accident on 880, traffic was ridiculously backed up- even down Northbound 101. Luckily, we chose to go down 101 or everyone would have been sad. I am starting to have a real paranoia about 880, especially through Oakland. I guess because I'm driving to the city more I have been seeing a bunch of accidents. The other day we were stuck in a massive snarl and it turned out there was another fatality accident and they were loading someone up to go into the coroner's van. That gave me pause. I know I'm crazy, superstitious, whatever and the fact that 5, 6, 7 or so people have died in roughly the same stretch of 880 over the past couple weeks makes me want to avoid that stretch. I might have to start taking 101.
Ave got the worst gastroenteritis a couple weeks ago. That was a nightmare as it hung on for quite a while. At first I thought she had food poisoning because the symptoms hit so quickly and she had no fever- just seemed like her digestive system was trying to purge every last bit of everything. Then when I was expecting her to recover, she started in with the fever. By Sunday she was so dehydrated and still so sick and feverish she had to go in to the hospital. Dean had to take her because I can't risk getting a resistant(or any, really) infection right now. Of course, I didn't seem to get sick from Avery- it was too late by the time she got the fever, I'd already spent a couple days keeping Dean and Vi away from her. But anyway, I was pretty worried this time because it made me realize with all the gymnastics and Ave's weight percentile being so low compared to her height, she doesn't have much in reserve. After one day she started looking almost gaunt with her eyes kind of sunken... not good. She's fine now, though. And she tore through pita bread and hummous, lentil vegetable soup, cheese spanikopita, etc. tonight... not to mention Cold Stone, after. :)
Me- I'm okay, I'll be glad to get the all clear to go back to excercising and horse riding.
For some reason I've been thinking about the UW and some of the crazy I went through there. Mostly it was funny crazy but in retrospect I wonder... my physics lab partner shocked himself cutting the spark wire on the air track and the shock caused him to fling a pair of scissors across the room. Luckily they hit a wall and not a person. This guy was always in a hurry and when we were doing the catapult lab, he accidentally launch a giant, heavy ball bearing through a window of the physics building. Having the great lab partner karma I have, I had a partner in microbio that set our lab notebook on fire. Same partner then brought me a flask of what was supposed to be alcohol but was actually chloroform- awesome since I got all dizzy and sick using it and I tried to take it to the hood when I realized what was going on and ended up dropping it and they had to call the hazmat guys to clean it up. This lab partner went on to accidentally squeeze a pipette filled with salmonella that sprayed all over me and my face. Luckily, it was not a real pathogenic strain. I still wonder if he was trying to kill me. I'll tell you, when I was taking mycology and parisitology I was *really* careful about choosing a lab partner. The last thing you want is someone splattering malaria in your face. I can still smell the incubators, keeping all our little buggies warm and happy so they would grow.
Okay, enough of memory lane. Still suffering from insomnia, as you can see... :) TGIF. Whew.