Hey, anyone have any insight into becoming an actuary? Advice, et cetera?
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except that I have no confidence about stuff like this
I know. I get the itch, too, every time I hear there's been a case, but I've been through it so many times. When I worked day camp and an afterschool program in the city we must have done checks at least a dozen times. And the boys have both brought home notices from school or day care before.
I won't tell you that Ben actually picked it up once, but it wasn't really that difficult to get rid of, and none of the rest of us got us. Still, I know it's a squick.
Hey, anyone have any insight into becoming an actuary? Advice, et cetera?
You need to be very good at math. Starting out with calculus and probability/statistics.
Cindy, if you had a monkey, this would be no problem. IJS.
Or a meerkat! And as an extra bonus, the meerkat would periodically perch upright on your kids' shoulders to scan the sky for predators, so you'd never ever have to worry about any of them being snatched by an owl or a hawk.
Admittedly this'd be a more useful protective measure if you and your family actually lived on the Serengeti, but still -- meerkats grooming your children! Effective delousing plus ded of teh cute!
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I almost forgot!!!
JULIANA!!! I got my bib in the mail yesterday!! My very first race bib!!!
Would a fingermonkey work?
If so, don't tell Emmett.
Yay Aims! That's so exciting, and you'll be high as a kite after the race, I promise you.
Even though I'm not actually running?
I am also terrified I'm gonna get laughed at for my walking.
Go, Aimee! May this be the start of a proud-making collection! No one will laugh -- even at my most serious triathlon, I distinctly remember being cheered along by my fellow participants, who were also trying to run in 108 degree temps yet sparing a breath to tell me I looked good, and feeling buoyed by the support of strangers.
ION, I would like for the Universe to arrange that I be paid a dollar every time a student asks me if there's any way to have a book sent here to our library from another library on campus. Jeez, people -- we live in CA, it's a lovely day out, and I can't understand why everyone thinks you're all so smart when you won't seize upon this excuse to go out and enjoy it.
Hopefully it's just those grungy third-graders.
Yeah, the big stinkers.
it's a squick.Amy, that's it, exactly--the squick, and my lack of confidence, which I really think grows out of my maternal guilt complex. Since my Ben's birth, I have always had this fear that I'm going to be lazy or stupid and miss something I shouldn't have missed with my kids, and something horrible will happen to them, because of it. I've learned to recognize it for the craxy it is, but once in a while it pops back up and bites me in the ass. I've been having a long talk with myself this afternoon about it, reminding myself that this certainly isn't THAT, because it's only icky, not OMGPOLARBEARDANGERWILLROBINSON!