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2009-08-04 09:35 pm

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I wired a new phone jack into the house and didn't blow up the phones.

Stage 2 complete.
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2009-08-04 02:55 pm

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I'm going to be going to WorldCon this coming weekend with zenten, and he sent me a link to the draft programming. I'm already giving him a hard time since there is Furry cover art. In any case, of all things, I'm excited at the chance to hear Melissa Auf Der Maur speak about her new project.
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2009-07-27 03:44 am

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It's very rare that I get this stressed out about something that I stay agitated this long...

The campground that my grandmother had a site at for 35+ years is threatening to evict zenten and I. They've been harassing us all season - actually, more like capital h, criminal code Harassment. Some of it is just petty, some of it is not, like stealing a tent trailer off of the site and then telling us that they're doing us a favour. WTF?

We paid our fees on time, we're making improvements to the site, and it's just such an upsetting situation.

So in all seriousness, does anyone know a decent lawyer and/or a place to camp near Ottawa with waterfront access to clean swimming (preferably a lake)?
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2009-07-24 03:11 am

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What are the odds that while visiting a random park, a little girl would come walking by who shared the exact same birth date as James?

She definitely had stronger speaking skills, but James had more awesome tricks like "hug the girl and then run for the hills". She would hand him flowers, and he'd reciprocate with fists full of grass. I'm obviously going to have some work ahead of me to turn him into a gentleman.

I believe James and Chloe had a fine chance evening together.
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2009-07-20 07:04 pm

A tale of two restaurants

Today for lunch I had a craving for Cora's. No one at work felt like going out, so I went alone. The hostess offered me a nice window seat that was tucked away, and a newspaper to read. Perfect for a solo diner. Point. I sat down, picked my meal, read 2 pages of the paper, and my server came for my order. A minute later she came by to give me a water, while I waited for my smoothie. Two points since I often can't get water when I order it. I read another 2 pages of the paper, and my smoothie appears. I read another page, and I have my crepeomelette. Dang that was fast. Point. She came back to check on me part way through and ask how it was. Delicious. Point. I finish my meal, and she's timely with the bill (not too fast, not too slow). Point. I leave an awesome tip and leave a compliment with the manager for the excellent service. I highly recommend the Cora's on St. Laurent.

For dinner, I decided to go to dinner at Swiss Chalet with James. The hostess was pleasant, and did everything right (offering choice of high chair and booster, and preference of booth or table), unfortunately that's where it ended. The waitress descended upon me before I had a chance to get James set up in his seat. Umm, water I guess? She comes back with a glass for James and tells me there's milk or juice included in the price of the kids meal. Milk then. And she disappears. She comes back 5 minutes later and asks if I'm ready to order. Not really, but sure (you know, since I've been trying to convince James not to stick crayons up his nose - I really can't multitask quite that well). I order my meal - largely by pointing to a picture of the special they have advertised on the first page of the menu. She then asked me "Which one?"... "What do you mean, which one?" after several more exchanges, she figures out that I want the spinach salad depicted in the picture. I then order for James from the children's menu - quarter chicken and vegetables. "The what?" "Vegetables" and then she stands there and looks at me, so maybe it was bad form, but I circled my choices in crayon on the menu/placemat. She got it. More people come in, it starts to get busy. Other people are seated, other, larger, groups are served their meals. James has now eaten half a blue crayon, drank all his milk, and my water is gone. Our meals show up, I order more beverages. I realize I have dark meat, but I didn't say anything, and she didn't ask. Boo. Now, James and I start eating. Admittedly, this is a lengthy process and can take an hour. At no time did our drinks show up, or did she come to check up on us. It also gave me plenty of time to overhear her badmouthing other customers as she walked by, and be out and out rude when customers tried to get her attention. I finished eating, 15 minutes later, she cleared my plate. I asked about the drinks...? She comes back with drinks, and while I was starting to pour James' drink into his cup, she grabbed his plate and walked off with it. This wouldn't have been so bad except James wasn't done, and this prompted a screaming fit. She comes back 15 minutes later with a bill in the amount of $20.38. So I pull out $30 and try to flag her for some change. "Would you just hold on?" she says. She walks past me three times. James is now visibly upset and making quite a fuss. He also grabbed at the $20 on the table and goobered it and I had to wrestle him to get the money out of his mouth. I wiped it off (with a cloth), and still, she was nowhere to be seen. At this point, I said "You have got to be kidding me", I dropped the $20 and all the loose change in my purse ($1.93) on the table, told the server that I had just experienced some of the worst service of my life, and since I've been waiting for 15 minutes to get change from my server, my son is tired and upset, and she's going to have to live with the loose change I had on me. The server again got points for being professional and diplomatic. I got out to the car and realized that dinner had taken just shy of 2 hours. It's doubtful if I'll ever go back to the Swiss Chalet on Bank.
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2009-07-13 03:20 am

And because I forgot...

James likes beef jerky. A lot. I mean, what's not to love?

and

I definitely felt the baby kick today on the drive home.
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2009-07-12 09:06 pm

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Yesterday I fell quite ill, very suddenly, and recovered just as quick. It felt rather random.

Today, we decided to go ahead with plans to head to the campsite anyhow, and it turned out to be a pretty nice day despite some rain and a douchebag unplugging our fridge sometime in the last month (grr). I fixed the shed, put up the lights in the gazebo, cleaned the fridge (blergh) and set up our new (and very awesome) tent. I went swimming with James, and yes, it was cold, but after a minute James was okay with it, and we swam all the way over to the beach (~0.5km). We had sausages over the fire and some s'mores. James invited himself into the neighbours' yard, and played with their grandkids' toys (they didn't mind).

It was a good day. Now to figure out where to put my parents' tent next week...
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2009-07-11 07:37 pm

Only because it's too screwed up of a sentence not to share...

"Okay, now I have the internet, so I just need some hamsters and a Shamwow."
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2009-07-08 09:49 pm

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James made a break for it today, sneaking past zenten who was taking out the garbage. It's frightening to turn around and find your child-who-you-thought-was-upstairs is now splashing in a rather deep puddle. I will say James did look particularly pleased with himself as Daddy hauled him upstairs, dripping, at arm's length.
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2009-07-05 11:01 pm

Small Victories

James now helps with the laundry - in particular, moving clothes from the washer to the dryer.

He seems to enjoy it, making sure that the clothes get all the way in and making sure I don't drop anything. We only had one small disagreement when I put aside a shirt and a bra to hang dry and he kept stealing them and throwing them in the dryer. Socks are apparently the ultimate answer to distraction.

I also convinced him to put away the tupperware while emptying the dishwasher.

We're getting there.
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2009-06-22 08:03 pm

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So we took James to the Experimental Farm or the Central Agricultural Museum, or whatever it's called for Father's Day. I think we all had a great time, except there were a ton of bizarre parents there. I mean, seriously, why is it that parents of children at museums insist that their children cannot possibly play with another child. James was playing in a mini shed, you could probably fit 3 or 4 kids in there, and this mom was like "No honey, that boy is already playing with it." Hello? Your child isn't going to get scabies from my son, and maybe it's time your daughter learned to play with other children? James is only 17 months old and he already has a good grasp on the subject thanks to the Munchkin and his present daycare.

And forget the odd looks when I put on a puppet show for James, you know, because Josh and I play with our son rather than sit in the corner and yell at our child.

I'm starting to get seriously weirded out about going to museums.

I have to remind myself it's about James, pooping cows, and escape artist rabbits, not fucked up parents.
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2009-06-22 01:19 pm

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Yesterday I made pancakes for breakfast for Father's Day, so I grabbed the mixing bowl, and I turned around and James was there holding out the measuring cup for me.

WTF?

Did he really anticipate that I would need it, or is it a fluke?
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2009-06-06 04:33 pm

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Gahhh, I hate my doctor, but I'm not allowed to shop for a doctor, because if I have a doctor, tough luck, even if he is totally incompetent. I mean, seriously, I can't figure out what would happen to me if I didn't have the extensive knowledge of basic medicine.

So in case you missed the memo, I'm pregnant again.

I went into my family doctor, because you need doctors to confirm a pregnancy or some junk (because tender breasts and morning sickness aren't definitive). So anyhow, I go in, he's like "home pregnancy tests are pretty reliable", doesn't verify the results, and sends me for bloodwork. I ask him at the same time to make a referral to the high risk unit. I then have to explain that it's because I have Lupus and like 5 other things that contribute to the degrees of high risk. He's not sure if he should make the referral for a few more weeks, but finally decides to do so.

I get a phone call last week from my doctor's office, and when I called back, they informed me that my referral was rejected. Say what? I mean, it's not like I really enjoy being "high risk", spending $14/week on parking to go hang out for 3 hours to be told everything's awesome, but I acknowledge that statistically, crap can go so life-threatening and hideously wrong, that I'm willing to do it.

I am then told that *I* have to call the high risk unit. Fine.

I call, I get through to a nurse, who then proceeds to give me a long spiel on their procedures, and she assures me that it was reviewed by a doctor, and after 5 minutes, I finally manage to cut her off and explain that I am not questioning their procedures, but, frankly, my doctor is incompetent and I would really like to know what he wrote on the referral. She tells me he didn't really write a lot, and that "Fibromyalgia" was the only thing listed on the referral. The nurse then proceeded to explain that they've recently reviewed their admission criteria, and even patients who were seen before will not be seen in subsequent pregnancies. I cut her off again and said "I have Lupus". Her tone changed immediately to "Tell your doctor to write exactly that on the referral, and watch him do it, make sure it is legible, and here is the fax number in case he can't figure that out either. You might want to watch him do that too."

Lupus still gets you an automatic trip to the high risk unit - if your doctor can manage to do something as basic as write out a referral.

I mean seriously, if I didn't know what I was doing, where would that leave me?

I now feel totally vindicated for getting my rheumatologist to make the referral when I was pregnant with James, because now I know I was right - my doctor would have fucked it up.
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2009-05-24 11:56 pm

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Wrote a letter to Sears... we'll see how it goes.

I feel very little after trying to buy a tent from them.
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2009-05-23 07:43 am

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I wonder what my chances would be if I filed a grievance for being denied opportunities for advancement because of being on maternity leave.

When I was on leave, I did not have access to the internal job postings for work, and since the competitions often take over a year, the competitions that were being held while I was on leave, that I was denied access to, are now completing. I have been passed over 3 times for positions on my own team alone due to the fact that my manager has to hire from these pools, and I am not able to access these pools.

So, labour law, and my collective agreement, state that a woman cannot be discriminated against for being on maternity or parental leave.

So, do you think I have a case?
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2009-05-18 07:45 pm

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My apologies - I've worked 18 hours of overtime this week, and as a result the smalltalk centre of my brain is seriously impaired.

On the plus side, it is temporary and it will allow me to pay off and cancel a credit card.
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2009-05-15 11:58 pm

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51 hour workweek this week. A woman at work is getting on my nerves. It's like she can only start sentences with "I don't understand why..." and "I don't agree with...", and can only finish them with "...but whatever". She hates her family, she hates her friends, and right now, I need her to take her negativity elsewhere. Blahhhh. She also says a lot of catty things to me. Is there a polite and professional way to ask her what's her major malfunction?

In other news, the water heater busted today. Believe it or not, I think this is a good thing since this is probably the only way that we would get a newer, more energy efficient model. I'm just glad the "flooding" only got one box wet. Someone did their job when they poured the concrete in the basement, and I thank that person right now. I'm going to be very interested to see how this affects our gas bill.
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2009-05-13 09:58 pm

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Played the first game of my work beer league.

The other team was like "Uhh, shouldn't you wait until the game starts until you start drinking?" Nahhh

We tied the game 20-20 after coming back from being 7 runs down. We were even tied at the top of the ninth, and held them off in the bottom with some awesome fielding.

Definitely a good game.
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2009-05-12 09:03 pm

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We took a roadtrip at work to get some initial prototype feedback from a fantastic guy at a trucking company in Pembroke.

My boss drove, and when we got out of the car, one of my coworkers said "I think I'm going to have to change my underwear" and the other said "I know" and I was like "What do you mean?"

They thought she was terrifying as a driver... of course, she learned to drive in Los Angeles. I learned in Toronto and didn't see a problem with her technique.
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2009-05-11 07:09 pm
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James had a mega awesome day at the new daycare. We were supposed to do a gradual introduction, but we did a hard sell on "call us if there's an issue and we promise to drop everything and come over". No calls, lots of compliments! He even slept in a cot (by mistake), but he slept, so I say run with it! They were really impressed by a lot of his capabilities and his non-existent separation anxiety.

After I showed up, it took 10 minutes for him to even notice I was there because he was having so much fun. One of the other kids gave me a random hug while I waited.

And from this I know that it was not separation anxiety, it was the other care provider, and therefore, we absolutely made the right decision even though it will cost us almost the same as our rent.