<p>G
good old public radio had someone making key lime pie from scratch, that is juicing real key limes. I missed where it is, maybe search the station and find out. they got mini 4 inch size, which is lovely…salivate thinking about it, yum indeed.</p>
<p>now
Superwoman flops!
Cathie Black, New York City schools chancellor is booted, I mean quit after few months of debacle.
her sidekick would take over but this guy, too, still needs waiver because he did not have certificate of superintendent.
and the guy supposedly give those waiver is also quitting soon.
Could NYC kids be saved?
waiting for superman…</p>
<p>the mayor took responsibility but as usual, he never mean it.
awww I love you Mike! hug your 102 year old (or 3?) mom for me!!!</p>
<p>I love it everything is like, fingertip easy. just typed Key lime pie and here it is.
I mean, I love it but are we really OK with everything is, like, this easy?
I just heard from same radio people wanting new (old) Commodore computer looking alike but inside is high speed. Commodore’s 64 meant 64 kilobytes. kilo, not mega giga gaga.
…
who wants pie??</p>
<p>where is everyone today? oh, Friday. people have lives. I see.</p>
<p>breaking news!!! (or not)
from WNYC radio (does gossips, too)
Tiger cub 1 is accepted to both H and Y
are we surprised or what? would she be pressured to pick Y since her parents and piano master are there, or wanna get away from them and outa NH ASAP to Boston??
whichever wherever, they got no worry of full pay, road is paved and carpeted in plushy tiger stripe.
somehow I am not envious of them. at all. OK. a bit.</p>
<p>Hey…Perhaps I need to send S delicious strawberry cake to get him to call without prompting. I broke down after two weeks of silence to text to remind him to call grandma for her birthday and also I noticed that his fedex package had arrived. He called at 4pm…ready to go to bed since had been up for 36 hours straight …damn animation but still more to do before monday…no time to get package…called and left message for grandma…He perked up when I said there was money in package so will pick it up tomorrow (he says). </p>
<p>So I am putting all sorts of things away since we are getting wood floors redone during our vacation. I see the kid’s ‘memory books’ and realize that once again D is getting short-changed as child 2. S’s book is truly amazing when I see that I saved every playbill, art contest certificate, art show flier through the years…and put it all together for last year’s graduation. My D’s “memory book” consists of a file full of junk that is hopelessly disorganized and pretty slim. It is going to be really obvious in a few years that I did not document her every achievement like the golden first born child…I had better start saving track meet fliers or something. If I had had child number 3 or 4 they would have barely merited a page or two in a memory book. Does everyone overdo it with number 1? </p>
<p>Then again, I am definitely suffering more with her than S1 in some respects. I am going through swim suit season with her again this year. Most women agonize over buying their own bathing suits but I have to have minor coronaries every time a new skimpy bikini is tried on for my approval and then the PRICE is revealed. Happily, she went with a friend this afternoon and told me that she didn’t find anything nice except some $60 scrap of material which she “knew I would never buy for her.”… I complemented her on her foresight and she just huffed.</p>
<p>Hi Everybody
Bears, i did hear about Cathy Black/Jones/Harris whatever her name is and was amazed that she came and went so fast. But I saw the former DC schools chancellor that was in Waiting for Superman on tv – maybe she’d take on the gig…I dunno. Speaking of schools, we have been having raging battles with Aspie-girl over a school project. There are no words to describe how I’ve come to detest school ‘projects’. This particular one was due on the 4th but Aspie girl has been adamant about refusing to talk to the resource room teacher to get the organizational help she needs and all the proffered help from the social skills group and the therapist have pretty much fallen by the wayside. So of course it falls to good Ol’ Mom to pick up the pieces. So after the latest meltdown and refusal to go to school I ended up staying home from work to supervise Aspie girl with this project. We’re maybe halfway done now. sigh.<br>
So all that tax money that goes to the schools PLUS all the tuition to the Catholic school seems to be a colossal waste since I’m the one missing work sitting with this kid and getting her through her project. When we were homeschooling, though, she was the model homeschool kid. You couldn’t ask for a better student. Plus she was on President’s list at school for this last quarter… but now that we are back to decompensating and refusing to go to school and meltdown mode I’m sure we won’t be seeing the President’s list for the fourth quarter. I swore I wasn’t going to go through this again and that I’d send her to a therapeutic school if she started up with this again. The meds she’s been on seemed to be working really well until now. I just wonder if its worth trying to move her school situation since she’s in fourth quarter of her Junior year.
D1 is living quite the life of a lady of leisure. I keep wondering when she’ll get bored enough to do something with her life. She is taking a painting class once a week now, so at least she’s doing ‘something’.
That talk about memory books… yep, the first kid gets all the documented attention. Poor manga girl doesn’t even have any newborn photos because her dad forgot to get film for the camera when she was born. I did find a bunch of photos with my Mom’s stuff when we were going through her things, so I do have a few. As for papers, certificates, drawings and all that kind of stuff… it seems like things never get thrown away around here, so although it may not be collected nicely in one spot, I’m sure its around. That reminds me, manga girl STILL hasn’t shown me her third quarter report card…</p>
<p>famm:
Any thing related to computer takes a lot time. Don’t know when I can sleep tonight. We release new code to production but got trouble. Your poor son must be tired but I am sure he enjoy it. It is fun, really.</p>
<p>g-mom:
Best wishes to you!</p>
<p>bears:
Last Monday, about 1:30 in the afternoon, D called me but I missed the call. The next day she called me again and I told her: sorry I missed your call yesterday …
She started telling me, Monday afternoon she was doing homework and counting how many left to do and got very frustrated … She said:" I started cry and feel miss you so much"</p>
<p>What I do is to start pull her back. I told her try to get by and next year, try to find easy class … And after that she get back to herself: “mom, that is not a good idea to only choose easy class. I will be fine …”</p>
<p>What I say here is Tiger mom will not work for my D. Pushing only make things worse for me.</p>
<p>wow!
didn’t realize you are up so late! After I post it, I run back to work on our problem. It is so lucky we found out what is wrong and get it down at about 12:30 last night.
Hope you have a nice sleep last night.</p>
<p>yay yay
so last week I talked to the Cooper dorm’s guard lady briefly how this can be done, she said just bring in, she could buzz her.
I went to see Cooper show on Saturday and while the guy manning the foundation building’s security booth telling me he won’t let me in until 2PM, the woman who sat next to him asked from the side,
" so your friend brought cake?"
I thought she was asking about refreshment for the kids’ show opening and answered
“??? I don’t think so?” then the woman goes,
" you want to bring cake to the dorm, right?"
It was a same security lady I spoken to! I can never remember faces. she is good. good to have that skill for what she does, or am I that weird hard to forget?
^that was yesterday.
Today, after rice and natto beans (remember this? rotten sticky soy beans) coffee breakfast, I squeeze myself in monster costume’s body suit I made for my kid’s 6th grade halloween. think baby’s footsie PJs plus mitten and the tail. It is citrus green and shaggy. carries monster head in my bag and go downtown.
good thing about NY is, nobody would stare or say anything when shaggy green giant footsie PJed middle-aged Asian woman gets on the subway.
I knew of this, otherwise carried entire costume in the big bundle, which is more bother to fellow subway riders since budged cut and fewer train resulting always being crowded.
get to the bakery, of course cake is not there!!! I panic and shake my tail up and down. the girl goes back in and find it. phew.
Panya is great, not only write massage on the cake, but give away free candles. I did brought candles myself but did not like the fussy design (that’s the only kind I found at the drugstore I went) and liked simple bakery issued one better, so ask the girl to pack them together with box of match I also brought (from one of those fancy Gramercy restaurant Wheaty’s gonna buy me lunch one day. you know what, there is no matches in the restaurant anymore! because people ain’t allowed to smoke. I had to go around the block to find this one)
then
OK candles are simple, but cake box they got is super duper tacky!!! why is that Japanese likes to decorate everything? why oh why had to be scallop cut handle edges? eek
Cooper dorm is around the corner. The same guard lady is there. The moment I put my monster mask on, she is exhilarated. (think shaggy green Elmo with goggly eyes like Cookie monster) she conducts whole scene. I were to hide behind the door and wait where babyblue won’t see me when she comes down to get the cake.
I put cake and pink stuffed bear (free factory sample I designed) holding pink balloon on pink string(with special jell to keep them afloat few days, @ PartyCity on 14th street) on the receiving rack and go hiding.
Babyblue comes, guard lady spoke rather loud and animated " well the lady who brought cake had to go to McDonalds, she said she be back soon…" it must be my cue!
I jump out and babyblue was in sort of shock (who wouldn’t?) I am totally concealed within the costume. Elmo’s black mouth is made of black thick mesh fabric where my face is.
I told who I am and we hug, guard lady take out her smart phone and taking picture laughing all the way. she took one with herself with us with her one arm stretched holding the phone.
I was talking this and that without taking my head piece off and suddenly, realized how weird it must be to babyblue and took it off.
early Sunday morning, this girl is all neatly dressed, clean dry hair combed, face washed. no whiff of anything college kids might be up to every weekend judging from the pile of trash in surrounding NYU land.<br>
some parents are lucky. or plain tiger. or both. I am envious of loves. in few weeks, she’d be done, get fabulous grades, go off to Europe (!) mom and daughter, hand in hand cheek to cheek, together at last, no doubt. awwww
Happy birthday to you!!!</p>
<p>Wow! what a nice surprise. You guys are the best!!! I bet she was thrilled. </p>
<p>Bears, I too am jealous for Love. Her daughter is so great. I never could plan anything like that, especially for a sunday morning. Baby Switters maybe would be just rolling in after a night of being up to no good.</p>
<p>Bears! Wonderful! I can just imagine every part of it. Thanks for hte details. Loveblue thanks for sharing. Hairy monster on the train. Lucky NYC! It definitely would have brought stares and certainly security’s special attention in DC…so boring here sometimes.
Thanks for a nice morning read. Now back to my full time job of “arranging the deckchairs on the titanic” but in this case the titanic is already 100ft under water.</p>