Day: November 6, 2007

Old Park New Tricks

/ chollaball / Leave a comment

I took the day sick today with the intention of relaxing and getting my mind right, resting, getting strong. Well the getting up late part worked, but as per usual the day slipped away and I only accomplished a few things I had intended. but i committed to a few things that were a-fucking-surely gonna happen: time w. G, dinner for Beckie of bbq veggies and chicken with mole sauce,   and making time for some unencumbered family time.

i did still get the Heckler to the shop, the problems were as I figured, and i learned that next time I should just drop in a $10 derailer hanger and not even bring it to the shop.   Chores at home, fixing some broken things, cleaning some dogscusted things, a beer and then it was on to some special time with G and K.

From daycare straight to Las Sendas park, where the lights stay off, the field is expansive, and no one cares about late parking or an unleashed dog at night.   We ran, we played, we are growing!   G now recognizes a water fountain, and says “water” when she is thirsty just like when seeing a water bottle.

One of the step-ups to the slides has a step, a bar, and then a platform.   t.Human managed to get herself all the way to the platform without my help, i spotted her but frankly didn’t think she would pull it off.   YAAAAAAAAAAAY! happy happy happy cheerful baby.

Then when crawling through one of the tunnels, I stuck my hand in the gaps and tickled her, and this inspired a whole new realm of gameplay.   Giggling is much funnier when it is echoing in a tunnel.   So hands were thrust in, and tiny hands were thrust out.   Noses were booped, eyes were clawed – G is still working on the delicate touch.   happy happy happy!

We then walked in the field for awhile.   G was not exactly afraid of the dark, but she did not want to get too far from me.   She was getting tired, so we sat for a while and snuggled.   Kila was about 100 yards away, just visible in profile under a light.   I pointed, G searched, she did not see.   I called Kila over, and as she approached it was amazing to watch G watching the shape and hearing the sounds and realizing it was her dog coming out of the darkness.   When Kila was finally visible maybe 25 yards away, G burst into laughter, long extended giggling for the amazing thing she witnessed.   then we did it again. happy happy happy!

Then we came home, and after a quick dinner she was out for night so we could enjoy the evening. happy happy happy!

Grapes in the Break Room

/ chollaball / Leave a comment

We had this extremely cheesey centerpiece at our house in RP – some faux grapes in a basket.   It always got dusty, and it always got moved off the table so we could actually use the kitchen table.   G tried eating them, then quickly called bullshit and spit it out.   If only the maids andor renters would have stolen this!   So instead of tossing it, I brought it home and put it on one of the kitchen tables at the break room in the office.   then I worked at home, then it was the weekend, then I called in sick.   Soooooooo, almost a week later and they are still there providing class and domesticity to our otherwise sterile lunch room.

Beckie was convinced the cleaning staff would pitch them.   No no no! The cleaning staff doesn’t touch anything not explicitly labelled “basura.”   Co-workers are just as bad, well, actually good in that NO ONE here will throw out anything.   I’ve left my coffee mug and water bottles in the kitchen for days only to find them when I return from vacation.   Damn I have seen boxes of cake get demolished over the course of the day, but the sad sonofabitch who eats the last piece leaves the box to sit on the table until…the cleaning crew arrives, has a job-related dilemna, and then finally puts a merciful end to the lonely, icing-laden box.

Will the centerpiece last until the move in spring? I am betting so.