Kudos to SNL for the borrowed headline. Decided to stop and write in the Harbor as the humidity and temperature have taken a brief break and the breeze is in-line with where I like to sit. So, in short, it's a nice, by myself moment. The only downside is that Baltimore's free wireless network seems to be down and out. So, will actually have to post this later.
In the morning news, Tugs Steals Wireless Signal. Aliens?
Watching a tug come into the dock, straight towards me, which is really, really cool. Not sure I can explain why but I'm sure it has to do with my love for the water and boats. I just find the whole thing fascinating. This tug is privately owned, which I have always held as my never to come true fantasy house. But it is pretty cool as long as you don't have kids or anything. And where is that wireless signal?
The Weekend Hard Wiring the Kids
So, anyhow, weekend was busy. Saturday morning was spent at Izzy's swim practice, she's got a meet this Wednesday and will swim, according to her, in three events. I call this the power of the ribbon. Awards to have an effect even in they are for just finishing. (Especially at this age). But I am so proud of her because she's really enjoying it and is way more driven then she was in t-ball. So, at least now I know that if she likes something a lot, she's really willing to put in the effort. If she's anything like me, then the trick is to help her learn that even the things we don't like as much, or find somewhat overwhelmingly challenging, deserve the same amount of effort if not more. It's one of those things that I somehow missed learning as a kid and feel I would have done so much better if I had learned it earlier. It's a bigger struggle trying to instill those things in yourself at a later age, after your brain is so-called 'hardwired,'
A Wet Lunch followed by Cones
We stayed at the pool for a couple of hours after practice and then went home to for lunch, naps and house cleaning. Our friends, Brad and Rebecca, came over with their relatively new baby (he's four months old) and we all spent some quality time together which included a trip to the neighborhood bike shop (Brad's in the market and test drove a couple of bikes) and our beloved ice cream store. This is now my favorite trip of the week, because I'm destined to eat not one cone of ice cream but at least one and a half. Liam will only eat about half his ice cream and has me helping him stop the dripping that he doesn't like. Since he only likes chocolate, I get my chocolate fix that way and can order something else that I like as well. This particular day, not only did I finish my own cone but Liam's and Izzy's as well. Ice cream dinner. Not a bad deal for Dad. The kids having eaten ice cream so close to dinner had a cracker, cheese and fruit plate as their 'dinner.' After their dinner were there baths and then I worked on my proposed piece for Speak-Up, which is going to be way more personal than I originally intended. But it is a voice of experience kind of thing.
Final Wrap-Up
It's about thirteen hours later and I'm too damn tired to write anymore.
I usually don't order a cone,because from the first drip on Seth's hand....he is done with his.lol.I always make him order something we both like though.
Posted by: emily at July 13, 2004 09:35 AMSomething you may feel is not worth doing, is not necessarily worth doing well. Different strokes for different folks? 2b
Posted by: 2b at July 16, 2004 11:11 PM