t Whine
Dance meetings are typically 8:30am on Wednesdays. With traffic, that is a nightmare for me to make, as I usually come in at 10:30 to avoid all that traffic stuff. It means leaving home at 7am (for a 24 mile commute)
Typically, shop time with the Grad Students is M,Tu,Th afternoons 3-6pm.
This quarter, due to selfish drama professors who wanted afternoon classes, shop time was forced to be M, Tu, Th 9am-noon.
Coincedentlly enough, the dance meetings, were moved to Wed 5pm.
Next quarter, dance meetings are moving to 8am! And shop time is back to 3-6pm.
This job doesn't want me to avoid traffic or sleep in. Don't they know, I got into theater because I'm a night owl! Mornings are for sleeping through. ::sigh:: Sucks to be middle management. All the responsibilities, none of the decision making.
t /Whine
When I was a kid (between the ages of 2 and 13) it was just Mom, and me. We always shared a meal at a restaurant and shared a candy and soda. So, I guess I'm just not used to how families that are bigger than two do things.
My Mom has run into a problem with her reverse mortgage. Even though she has money left on it (well under the limit she was told she had) she has been told they will be cutting off the draw based on leaving a reserve for future interest, insurance and fees. She needs a lawyer, and the question is what legal speciality. I don't think just any real estate lawyer could handle this. There must be a sup-speciality within financial or real estate law that handles this sort of thing.
When did my little baby get so big????
That is NOT Shane. Shane is a baby. He will never grow up. The fact that the kid (KID!) in the picture has the same sweet face is irrelevant!
Typo,
I think a real estate lawyer who knows reverse mortgages should be able to deal with this.
Egad, Shane is such a cutie GC! Is he excited about being a big brother?
As for movies in the theater, we just don't go that often. I think we saw Brave last year, and The Hobbit.
That is NOT Shane. Shane is a baby. He will never grow up. The fact that the kid (KID!) in the picture has the same sweet face is irrelevant!
That is how I felt. Cannot process Shane as big boy, no matter how adorable.
I have spent the morning reconstructing my month's worth of eating from various websites and notebooks for my follow up with the nutritionist this afternoon. It probably would have been easier if I had just kept everything in one place to begin with.
It is crazy how big Shane is, right? Of course, he's still a baby in a lot of ways even though he is a big 3 year old. I don't think he really gets that a baby will be here in a matter of weeks, sharing his space, his things, and his mothers. He loves babies, but he also has quite the temper so I imagine there will be some transitional angst. I'm just hoping the new guy ends up being a sleeper - I may lose my mind if I get another kid who won't sleep until he's 3!
