September 8
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2008
Me 08:37, 8 September 2008 (EDT)
Anyway, it's good to have the house full again. I managed to sneak up on the kids yesterday, parking the van behind MIL and FIL's van while everyone was coordinating backing the camper into the spot. The kids were way off on the side, and parking broadside behind their van hid me completely. I then walked up behind one of the support posts and stood behind it. It's a pretty thick support beam, but my shoulders are just a tad broad. I stood there for a good 10-15 seconds before I heard TheBoy shout, "Dad?!?" And then heard the shuffle of feet on gravel as he came running toward me.
The hug (and the flying tackle that preceded it) felt good. I think I'd begun to miss the physical contact. Princess was next to follow and seriously, if you're a dad and you don't completely melt when your little princess throws her arms around your neck, you need some counseling about your emotional detachment. For a brief moment, all of last week just vanished.
I then switched over and helped them get the trailer in. Wifey is just not good at helping FIL direct the trailer back, and MIL is even worse than she is. I went into coordinating mode and we got it lined up. After that we proceeded to spend the next hour+ unloading the camper of laundry baskets from the week and then trying to cram it all into the two vans. Mostly worked.
Vans loaded, hugs and thanks given for a fun week at the beach, and we headed home. None of them could stop talking, although remarkably both kids were polite enough to say "Excuse me," when they interrupted Wifey. Stories raged back and forth, and I could only barely get a sampling of the week. I'll have to get it more fixed as the next couple days at home with them progress.
Back at home, TheBoy had some homework to finish. He'd written all the sentences he had to on aspects of him. He chose to write about his Dreams (dremes), School (rock on for correct spelling!), Family (famaly), and Pets. He also had Hobbies down, but didn't have a sheet of the prescribed paper for that one, so only did what he could. For dreams, he said he wanted to be a Lego builder and a scuba diving teacher, for school he talked about his teacher and friend, family he talked about Princess and where we lived, and for pets he talked about his "boring frog" that "doesn't really do a lot". Good reading really. LOL
The kids put to bed, I sat with Wifey as we poured through a couple episodes of House that had piled up while they were gone. In between I tried to relate to her all the stuff from last week. At first, she just thought it'd been a random "rough week" in the guild and passed it off. We then switched over to the growing disappointment that I'm having with the new Cubmaster.
That finished (spread out between commercials...which we watched even though they were on the DVR), I went back to the guild stuff. I explained it all to her. I spelled it out, both sides, how I understand how they're feeling, the contradictions that they see because I should not, cannot, and will not make things 100% public of the back-room scenes that no one is getting. I then quoted the statements exactly as they were put, no coloring of them with inflection in my voice, no commentary. He reaction: Exactly what I and the other officers did.
She eventually grew tired from the long drive and all the unpacking and whatnot, and started to fade on me. She thanked me for having rearranged our bedroom the way we'd talked about wanting to do it (some physical exertion I'd done on Saturday to burn off excess frustration), and then proceeded to mumble answers back to me when I kept trying to talk. I love her so much for even keeping conscious that far.
Here is too a better week than last. How much can I jinx it by saying, "Can't be any worse!" There we go, the die has been cast...
Me 12:07, 8 September 2008 (EDT)
Today's mantra...
- Truth persuades by teaching, but does not teach by persuading.
2003
Me 23:01, 08, September 2003 (EDT)
Word of the Week: Circumvent
Only because I'm trying to get around everything to do with my boss, this seemed appropriate. TRANSITIVE VERB: Inflected forms: cir·cum·vent·ed, cir·cum·vent·ing, cir·cum·vents
- To surround (an enemy, for example); enclose or entrap.
- To go around; bypass: circumvented the city.
- To avoid or get around by artful maneuvering: She planned a way to circumvent all the bureaucratic red tape.
ETYMOLOGY: Middle English circumventen, from Latin circumvenre, circumvent- : circum-, circum- + venre, to go, come; see gw- in Appendix I.
OTHER FORMS: circum·venter, circum·ventor —NOUN
circum·vention —NOUN
circum·ventive —ADJECTIVE
1982
Me 08:30, 08, September 1982 (EDT)
Start Second Grade
Teacher: Mrs. Hunt (again)
