It's just beautiful outside with a fresh new snow perfect for making snowmen. The snow is still sticking to each individual branch and it would be perfect for taking photos if the light were just a bit more crisp - not that "crisp" is really a description for light, but hey that's how I'm thinking this morning. While I haven't checked in here in awhile, I've been very, VERY busy over the last two weeks. Vacation always brings an avalanche of work on return. I've got an intern under me right now, so that in itself was much better than it could have been. The changes to our department, and how we manage our caseload, however, was Major, and came on the heels of getting caught up from being gone. It's a long day at the office when you don't leave until 3rd shift arrives.
All the changes to our case management, for as painful as they are now, will really be better in the long run, but at the same time as this is happening larger structural changes are taking place in the agency, which is putting A LOT of stress on management. This is trickling down in unpleasant ways. I won't get into the details. Suffice it to say, whereas my job has never been quite the match for me, in the past couple of weeks I've felt rather like it is more thankless and soul-sucking than ever.
On way in which unpleasantness has occurred, which found its way back home is punctuality. Generally I am on time, if not early to meetings, but there have been comments about locking doors so people cannot come in late, so as you can imagine, I've been putting a little more effort into getting there on early lately. On one of these mornings, Mozart was having a particularly bad time of it. I was getting him dressed and as TW popped out of the shower, I noticed the time. I say to Mozart that I've got to have Mommy finish up as they are cracking down on punctuality at work. Suddenly he is reduced to tears and telling me that I can't crack down. Poor kid, in his emotionally fragile state(little did I know he was on the verge of getting sick), probably had an image of me cracking like an egg shell.
While Mozart ended up missing a couple days of daycare, I've managed to stay mostly healthy. I've popped more Vitamin C and taken more elderberry syrup than average, and have managed to not come down with anything in full. This morning, though, on waking I felt rather drugged and like I could sleep another three hours when woken up at 9am! I've felt muscle-sore over the past two days, which seems to have gone today, but seriously - that is FOUR hours later than I usually sleep! So much for catching a few photos of the snow at dawn!
I've had my coffee now and am feeling a bit more alive. The snow hasn't melted off yet, so there is hope of getting a few shots if it can just brighten up a bit. And hope of getting my glasses adjusted, doing a bit of shopping, and perhaps building a snowman. If TW gets home in time I can even get to the gym. Maybe. Perhaps an Epson Salt bath would be a better option for today...
Snippets.
Mozart: "I don't have to ride in a car seat any more cuz I have a big bum now. And I just have to ride in my truck now."
Me: "I don't think so, I you've got a a ways to go before your bum gets that big."
Mozart: "Yeah, but some day my bum gonna be BIG and I gonna ride in my truck."
Mozart, guarding his food (that is on his plate the table) and pointing to the cat (who is across the room looking uninterested in any human happenings): "No, Barfy, you can't eat my dinner! No, you go away!"
Mozart: "My thumb is broken."
Me: "Oh, that's serious."
Mozart: "Yeah, the doctor have to take it off."
Me: "Heavens, it's getting worse all the time!"
Mozart: "That's ok, it's just at the hospital and it be all right."
Mozart: "Mama, I wanna watch Grey's Amammotty just a little bit. Ok, here I go. Mama, everybody's sick. They are all in the hospital. Beep beeeeeep beep. I need GiGi bwankee. It will keep me warm. I better get down now. Ok, now we gonna slide around on my new sleigh. Noooo, not right now, I gonna fork. Where are the boxes? I gonna fork up those boxes. Ooooooh, me fork broke up."
TW: "Oh! Not it!"
Barfinator did his thing under the piano bench, close but not touching Mozart's stack of train tracks, and clearly it is I who will be cleaning it up.
Me: "Ewwww!"
Mozart: "Ohhh, my tracks!"
Me: "It's not your tracks, they're fine, Barfinator did it again. He puked."
Mozart: "He pooped! Oh! That's a big mess. A lot of poop."
Me: "Puke, honey, he puked. He threw up."
He then walks over to Barfinator and talking about and to him, "Oh, he is berry sick. Poor Honey Bunny, your tummy hurts. Where is your tummy? You gonna get better Honey Bunny. It be all right."
Me: "I don't think so, I you've got a a ways to go before your bum gets that big."
Mozart: "Yeah, but some day my bum gonna be BIG and I gonna ride in my truck."
Mozart, guarding his food (that is on his plate the table) and pointing to the cat (who is across the room looking uninterested in any human happenings): "No, Barfy, you can't eat my dinner! No, you go away!"
Mozart: "My thumb is broken."
Me: "Oh, that's serious."
Mozart: "Yeah, the doctor have to take it off."
Me: "Heavens, it's getting worse all the time!"
Mozart: "That's ok, it's just at the hospital and it be all right."
Mozart: "Mama, I wanna watch Grey's Amammotty just a little bit. Ok, here I go. Mama, everybody's sick. They are all in the hospital. Beep beeeeeep beep. I need GiGi bwankee. It will keep me warm. I better get down now. Ok, now we gonna slide around on my new sleigh. Noooo, not right now, I gonna fork. Where are the boxes? I gonna fork up those boxes. Ooooooh, me fork broke up."
TW: "Oh! Not it!"
Barfinator did his thing under the piano bench, close but not touching Mozart's stack of train tracks, and clearly it is I who will be cleaning it up.
Me: "Ewwww!"
Mozart: "Ohhh, my tracks!"
Me: "It's not your tracks, they're fine, Barfinator did it again. He puked."
Mozart: "He pooped! Oh! That's a big mess. A lot of poop."
Me: "Puke, honey, he puked. He threw up."
He then walks over to Barfinator and talking about and to him, "Oh, he is berry sick. Poor Honey Bunny, your tummy hurts. Where is your tummy? You gonna get better Honey Bunny. It be all right."
Mozart-isms
This morning, as most mornings, Mozart started the morning by asking, "Mama, are you all dressed?"
I was not dressed as he had woken a bit earlier than usual, and was still in my workout clothes. I said no, and he said, "Oh, yeah, you still have your fluffy on."
My "fluffy" is my fleece pull-over.
We went downstairs and he noted that there was still a glass on the table from dinner last night, to which he declared, "That was salty water. I don't like salty water."
Fear not, I am not serving him saltwater. We had seltzer. I've tried to explain that the zing is bubbles or sparkles, but he insists there is too much salt in that water.
Finally, breakfast done, he wants to play rather than come upstairs with me. This is not part of the deal so so I said he could play with his airplane or forklift upstairs, and he said, "Yeah, I just gonna fork you some more."
That last one makes me crack up every time he says it, especially when he says, "I gonna fork you up!"
I was not dressed as he had woken a bit earlier than usual, and was still in my workout clothes. I said no, and he said, "Oh, yeah, you still have your fluffy on."
My "fluffy" is my fleece pull-over.
We went downstairs and he noted that there was still a glass on the table from dinner last night, to which he declared, "That was salty water. I don't like salty water."
Fear not, I am not serving him saltwater. We had seltzer. I've tried to explain that the zing is bubbles or sparkles, but he insists there is too much salt in that water.
Finally, breakfast done, he wants to play rather than come upstairs with me. This is not part of the deal so so I said he could play with his airplane or forklift upstairs, and he said, "Yeah, I just gonna fork you some more."
That last one makes me crack up every time he says it, especially when he says, "I gonna fork you up!"
A New Year
Though we missed the plane on the way out, and I dislocated my shoulder on the way back, our trip was really quite lovely.
I'm not one for new year resolutions, but I do like to make goals for myself from time to time, and I suppose the 1st day of the year is a good a time as any to do so.
My first goal is to take a photo that I am pleased with daily. Getting a fancy-pants camera for a Christmas gift truly does help with this endeavor. I opened a Flickr account to have a place to display them, though they won't all be there. I'm posting only photos that will be for full public viewing, and I imagine that a number of the photos that please me will be of Mozart as he is my most frequent target. I may post some of the photos here, but if you really want to see what I've been doing check out my Flickr site. Give me feedback, I'd love to hear!
Other goals are to continue at the gym, eat more healthy, be more present with Mozart, and be more proactive in finding peace and happiness within myself, rather than just going along for the ride.
I'm not one for new year resolutions, but I do like to make goals for myself from time to time, and I suppose the 1st day of the year is a good a time as any to do so.
My first goal is to take a photo that I am pleased with daily. Getting a fancy-pants camera for a Christmas gift truly does help with this endeavor. I opened a Flickr account to have a place to display them, though they won't all be there. I'm posting only photos that will be for full public viewing, and I imagine that a number of the photos that please me will be of Mozart as he is my most frequent target. I may post some of the photos here, but if you really want to see what I've been doing check out my Flickr site. Give me feedback, I'd love to hear!
Other goals are to continue at the gym, eat more healthy, be more present with Mozart, and be more proactive in finding peace and happiness within myself, rather than just going along for the ride.
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