Archive for November, 2005

Cute moments

Tuesday, November 29th, 2005

Yesterday, as I left to pick up Gillian from school I thought to myself what a beautiful day it was and that I really needed a convertible. So I engage onto the service road to 75 going south, and then onto the highway, glancing at a white van going by slowly returning my gaze to the front when… what is that… as wide as the lane, with a roofline less than three feet from the groud, with two huge humps on the back… Hmmm… never seen one of those before but let’s catch is and see what it is (good thing of living in the US vs Germany… you can actually catch most exotics on the road)… And it looked something like this… And then I had to exit the highway but not without hearing a roar as the other driver decided that 85mph wasn’t fast enough.

*sigh* I want a 1/2 million dollar car.

On an enirely different note, Gillian has changed her bed time routine. She now insists on reading a book by herself and being along in the room for her nightly prayers. But she’s not even 5! My baby is all grow’ed up! *sniff*

Network woes

Saturday, November 26th, 2005

Grrrrrrrrr…. OK, I can see why they are being picky about this but come on: do you have to entirely take over all the network connections on a PC even if you don’t want to use the VPN? Why would I want to route ALL my network connections through my work proxy? If I were to play AoE with Roo right now, I couldn’t because everything has to go through Mercury (no pun intended, that’s the VPN access point’s name) even a friggin connection too Poohbear which is about 10cm away from my laptop.

Though it’s swell, I can browse the work intranet now like there’s no tomorrow (it’s actually faster than it is when I’m physically there). Except the ONE application I’m supposed to use… that one doesn’t work. Why are these people so in love with Java to develop CMSs?

General update…

Monday, November 21st, 2005

November is now almost over, and it feels as if we’re further behind in everything than we were when the month started. Of course, that’s not entirely accurate, but it feels like that nonetheless.

The few days my parents were both here did not go well. Both Ruth and I were pretty stressed out about it. In retrospective, I think it’s more my dad’s fault: he’s become an extremely rude person and he’s very vocal about it. At times, it feels like he does it because he can’t stand not being in control (or not feeling as if he were in control) because reality might come crashing down on him again. Mom said something to confirm that last night before dinner talking about her having asked him to get US Green-cards for the three of us back in 1992, which he could have as he had employment in the US. But he didn’t because he thought it would always be like that…

So yes, I’m not discharging my mother in all that did not go right these past two weeks, or the past 27 years, but I think more of it is my dad’s fault. Her biggest shortcoming in this is that she put up with him so long that neither of them seem to be in a position to change.

I kicked them out the day dad left. Needless to say, I got quite a lot of very “parental” emails at work that day. It was so scary to see them deny things they did, things they said over the past 5 years. Though it was downright funny when I went through a box of old letters and found mom’s tear-spotted ones from 1999 when she told me how evil that woman was I was marrying.

The three days after that were spent in emails back and forth between mom and I. Dad joined in once but it was so rude I didn’t bother writing back. Mom insisted on staying at a hotel a few block away and we did end up agreeing on a cease fire after she apologized for things she had said without noticing.

All this was going on as I got my first project at work. Not good timing. And things with that project are not going as smooth as I had hoped. For some reason PHP and OCI commands don’t like each other… or at least I don’t completely understand their relationship as they don’t behave like I would expect them to between them reporting that variables have weird values (which they couldn’t possibly have gotten) and/or not closing database connetions. I almost shut down the main two databases within 24 hours. At least my boss seemed forgiving about it as nothing bad happened and I know now what not to do… But it doesn’t make for me feeling very good about where I am.

Add to that, the same week we found out why Roo’s not been feeling so good and probably wont for the next 9 months. It is sad that neither of us was in a predisposition to be truly happy about the moment as both of us feel like the world is crashing down on us: money is shorter due to the increased housing cost and bills we were behind on from the house-hunt this summer, more work woes, hormonal woes associated with pregnacy, my parents presence increasing the stress level, and us working towards our sealing.

And then came another surprise, mom scheduled an inspection of the house they put a bid on (to close around the end of February 2006!) which means the seller may have accepted their offer!

Hopefully with mom leaving today things will run a little smoother as we do not have her to worry about. Though she seemed to be a pretty big help with the children this week even though Roo didn’t feel that comfortable with her being around. We shall see…

Roo and I found a new hobby: 24 (as in the TV show). It had been recommended by her brother Valton sometime last summer. and we decided to rent the first season. And it had us glued to the TV for a little over a week as we watched all discs one a night (4h each) at a time. We started season 2 last Saturday and it seems it still has us hooked. We’ll see how it goes.

Though yesterday an interesting thought came up as we were laying in bed about to go to sleep: why is it that when we’re watching something, we can get excited about the challenge someone goes through: more adrenaline, anticipation about the next move, yelling at the TV for characters making stu… silly choices yet when we are faced with some that are infinetly less life-threatening, we curl up in a ball like hedgehogs….

I guess we’re both struggling with a difficulty to keep focus and motivation up.

And while all this is going poor Gillian seems to struggle with self-confidence. It may come from school as it is the only thing that really changed. All the sudden she takes how other children treat her a lot more personal and often comes to us heart broken because something happened while playing. And this past week she started wetting her bed again. Poor thing. But hopefully we got through that phase again as she’s been dry for a few days again.

Liam is going through a challenging time on his own. He’s still more of an explorer and has a nack for finding forbidden treasures (knives, scissors, remotes, light-bulbs, more or less important papers….). And he’s seems to break out in tantrums easier than Gillian ever did. Though he seems to have gotten a little better.

It’s amazing how many little and not so little challenges come up in life that nobody ever talks about or warnes you about, but everyone seems to have gone through similar ones judging by silent comments, nodding, etc… But then who said life would be a cakewalk?

Oh my!

Monday, November 14th, 2005

Hnnn… while cleaning out some boxes in the garage, I started on an old filing box. It was quite entertaining to go through old bills from around 1997… Back then (in Germany), it cost $20 to have a swith replaced, $40 to have a fuse replaced. $50 to have your bathtub recaulked, $100 to have your kitchen sink’s drain cleaned, $350 to replace the muffler (!) on an 1987 Peugeot 205 CTi… And then there were three $400 phone bills… ahh, I remember those ;-) They led to the $1000 plane ticket for my then wife-to-be…

And then much more sobering… a picture of me age 13. Ruth’s comment: No wonder you had no dates! Thanks a lot, sweetheart. Though she does have a point…

And then there was my long-lost high-school diploma… and the grades to go with it. Uuuhh… I was a lazy bum! ;-)

Off to cook dinner…

Argh!

Monday, November 14th, 2005

I can’t believe it! Out of the blue FireFox decided to eat my bookmarks :-( Though I blame it on the evil windows really… It’s always its fault anyway.

*sigh*

More parental woes

Tuesday, November 8th, 2005

Argh!

So it’s official. Those bozos made an offer on a house… to close end of February! How silly can you be to accept it? How silly can you be to make such an offer?? From dad’s telling, they have no idea or garantee that the deal selling their house in France is not going to fall through!

And why is it that I can’t express myself in German. Whenever I have to it’s like everything I’ve read and learned in the past 5 years just goes out the window and I revert to old paradigms! It’s so frustrating. It’s amazing how much stupid stuff my dad can vomit! I mean that man SERIOUSLY suffers from verbal diarrhea!

He comdems Americans for the Iraki war yet he was oh so very strong to critize them for not entering the Bosnia conflict in the mid-nineties.

He tramples all over the principles that have governed the US for the past centuries yet wants a piece of the pie without contributing.

He embraces socialism because it’s more “helping your neighbour” than liberalism and a free-market economy, yet he wants to take over a US company, lay off 75% of their staff and move the production to China. Try that in a socialist country.

He said Americans finally turn towards smaller more fuel-efficient cars, yet I’m pretty sure the first car he’ll buy when/if he sets over will not be a hybrid Honda Civic or a Jetta TDi.

Oh and tonight he attacked USA Today for saying that France, who so strongly criticized how the US handled the Louisiana floodings, is not doing a very good job at taking care of their own back-yard and should stop pointing fingers.

And to top it off… 4 years ago, they ripped me to shreds saying that I was making a mistake moving to the US, that I will regret it down the road, etc… etc… And now he’s sitting on my couch, in my living room, in my house that he hasn’t helped me by one nickel to get, saying “There’s absolutely nothing that pulls me back towards Europe”!?!?!

Jerk.

And then he wont take the hint that anything within an hour drive is to close. Or even dares to say that we should email more often so he can get to know me again! He doesn’t want to know me. If he did, he would have emailed me before!

I think Roo is right in saying they are manipulative. But often I don’t see it. And I hate that I don’t.

My mom might have a very interesting two weeks with us…

Friday Five (even though it’s Tuesday)

Tuesday, November 8th, 2005

(Feature of The Friday Five)

1. What are you most self-conscious about?
What people think of me.

2. What’s your favourite word?
“Neat”

3. What’s your biggest fear?
Offending others.

4. What’s the weirdest thing ever to happen to you at work/school?
Nothing really weird ever happened to me…

5. If you were going to have a revolution, what kind of society would you create?
One that punishes stupidity.

Somehow I don’t think I’m in the right frame of mind for this…

We’re still alive

Sunday, November 6th, 2005

We’re surviving the visit so far without too much damage. And as long as my dad steers clear of vulgarity and politics we’re ok. But when he does get into either of those two I really have to bite my tongue hard…

Other strikings discovery: he’s so bitter and sarcastic. It’s almost sad… kind of like he is really unsure of himself deep inside. Not surprising though…

But we’re doing ok. And to their credit, they seem to be making extra sure not to step on our toes this time, which is definately nice.

Though I almost fell out of the car when dad asked me this morning why I wore a suit to church. I realize he only attends church for funerals but still… I guess it just shows how different a world he and I live in. It’s sad in a way, he believes in so little and seems to dream such small dreams…

Parental rant

Thursday, November 3rd, 2005

What is it with my parents? Did someone perform a lobotomy on them? First my dad gives less than a week notice that he’ll come and expects to be picked up at 7:25pm, knowing I get off of work at 7 (because I told him) and expecting me to move the kids’ beds around so he has a spot to sleep.

Since I can’t call him from work, I send him and mom a note telling them that I can’t pick him up tomorrow and that I would propose him taking a hotel at the airport. My MOM writes back saying that HE got my note and that he “will be arriving a day later because the company will pay for the hotel but not in Texas”.

What, is everyone just dancing to their tune? What happened to making plans and sticking to them? Or a decent notice ahead of time?

Bozos.

I swear I was adopted!

Most fun Halloween!

Tuesday, November 1st, 2005

I’d have to say that this year’s was the most enjoyable Halloween so far. We didn’t do much in the ways of decorating or lights, but we did more than ever before thanks to Roo’s mom’s kind donations.

So once again we dressed up our little fire-girl and her fire-dalmatian (thanks to my sweetie who did a fantastic make-up job!) and I was the lucky one to take them trick-or-treating while Roo had the fun task to dish out the candy at our door.

Well, it turned out we left earlier than anyone else, so most houses at the beginning were still closed. But we had just enough to keep us going. Gillian was the cutest whishing everyone a happy halloween. Though Liam drew a lot of oohs and aahs from people at their doors.

Highlights:

And later when we got home again, we got to dish out some candy too. It was nice to give candy to the people who gave us some earlier. Plus we got to see some acquaintances, which was nice too.

Not Halloween-related, but still adorable: Gillian loves the movie Madagascar. Her favorite scene: the Zebra saying “… to the Wild!” and the Lion replying “The Wild! Oooohhh” and falling off the wall. She reinacts is several times a day and everytime someone asks her too. It’s adorable. To the point of Liam imitating her! *lol* Yeah, a 20 mo-old saying “aah ild! whoooooohh” and falling on his diaper-padded bottom! Adorable!

So this week starts off really good and would probably be excellent, were it not for the looming shadow of my parents’ visit. Why did we ever agree to let them come? I don’t know. But it might be a great opportunity to set boundaries more clearly. But it’ll be a tough exercise for all of us. Mostly the days my father will be around. But who knows, maybe it’ll still get cancelled!

In preparation, yesterday and today I’ve practiced doing what I wanted and not let other things/people push my buttons so much (granted, I started late yesterday). On Ruth’s strong suggestion, which made sense, so I’ll give it a shot.

The result is today having gone quite well. My desk looks better, I spent lots of time playing with the kids. Unfortunately not so much playing with Roo. But we’ll get there ;-)