Sunday, January 31, 2010

Lost in Translation

On our way to church today we were having our usual conversation in the car. Destructo was reminded to behave himself, and to whisper if he needed to say anything. He had a few Hotwheels to play quietly with, but only if he was well-behaved. The Wildcard needed to be reminded to not poke or prod his little brother, especially if he was behaving himself.

Simple enough, and everyone seemed to have understood.



Fifteen minutes later we were sitting in church and all was well. Destructo was kneeling on the floor, facing backwards and driving his Hotwheels back and forth, from me the Wildcard and back again. The Wildcard was pretending to be oblivious, which was good. One glance from him always seems to fire up Destructo, and then all bets are off.




Thirty minutes later, all appeared to be well.....until I noticed Destructo glaring at someone behind us.


He was quite angry.

I glanced back and saw the man behind us playing with one of Destructo's Hotwheels. He was pushing it across the back of the bench, racing it and then crashing on to the seat beside me.

Destructo giggled. He had found a new friend.

The man and his two teenagers entertained Destructo quietly. (I later learn that one of the teenagers is a classmate of the Wildcard.)



Forty-five minutes pass and I realize that the car games have stopped and Destructo is quiet.


Another glance in his direction.

He's finger-spelling messages to his new friends. (At least it's quiet, right?)

The Wildcard glances over at the same time - we watch and mentally translate the hand signs. He's spelling his full name - first, middle, and last. I'm pretty impressed. He learned to finger-spell the alphabet when he was about 3 y/o, and we spell things at home often.

The Wildcard is taking American Sign Language this year, and has been teaching Destructo some of the hand signs. I know the alphabet, but am clueless when it comes to most of the signs.

Anyway, we're watching Destructo tell them his name and the name of his school. Then he starts using hand signals and I'm totally lost.

The Wildcard started to giggle, as did one of the teenagers behind us. There was whispering and more giggling behind us.

I'm lost. When I glance over at the Wildcard, he waves me off and starts giggling uncontrollably, then snorts.

Destructo giggles at the snort, the people around us giggle.

Once again, we don't make it through the entire hour without attracting attention.




An hour after we arrived, we are walking out the door and I ask the Wildcard to clue me in on what happened.


Apparently Destructo wanted to tell them that he was six y/o, which is important to any kid who just had a birthday. He mixed up a couple of the signs.

"I have sex" is similar to "I am six", right???




Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Eavesdropping

In the ER at 5 o'clock Sunday morning (yeah, it was a fun weekend):


Spineless Husband and Overbearing Wife who arrived just after us, laughing and joking in the parking lot and as they walked down the empty hallways suddenly became quiet as they approached the reception desk.

Spineless Husband: (Cough. Cough, cough.)

Overbearing Wife: My husband has bronchitis. He needs a note from the doctor.

Receptionist: We'll let the doctor take a look at him.

Later, after being checked in and having vitals taken, they were in the back being examined by the doctor.

Overbearing Wife: He has bronchitis and needs a note. They are going to the field all next week, and it's supposed to rain.

Doctor: He doesn't have bronchitis.

Overbearing Wife: I respect your opinion, doctor, but I know he has bronchitis. All he needs is a note from you so he won't have to go to the field next week. It's supposed to rain, and that's not good for his bronchitis.

Doctor: Ma'am, he doesn't have bronchitis.

Overbearing Wife: He has bronchitis. We need a note.

(This went on for a while, but they eventually gave up and went home.)


Young Marine, still half drunk, being stitched up after a bar fight....making conversation with the two MPs who escorted him to the ER:

Drunken Marine: So, like, you guys have the coolest jobs. How long was your school? Because I always thought I would make a good cop....

MPs politely explain the training requirement to become a military police officer.

Drunken Marine: So, like, do you have to be twenty-one? Because I turned twenty-one in September...YEAH!!!!!!!!!!! Oh, dude, THAT was a party! YEAH!!!!!!

MPs settle him down.

Drunken Marine: I just remembered. I got maced last night. By a random stranger. I couldn't see for like 45 minutes. Dude, that's why I never drink. Every time I drink, I get maced.


Just-turned 6 y/o who had been up all night, dehydrated from two days of vomiting. He was sound asleep on the bed for an hour while the IV dripped fluids into his tired, little body. Suddenly, without moving a muscle or opening his eyes, he began to return to his normal self:

Destructo: Mom, do dogs go to school?

Me (surprised to hear him talking): No, they don't usually.

Destructo: Does God have a computer?

Me: I'm not sure. Maybe we can Google it when we get home.

Destructo: I just farted.

And with that, he went back to sleep.

(Yeah, he's okay. Just a nasty case of the stomach flu.)



Saturday, January 16, 2010

So, Who Does This????

Who returns to blogging after a long hiatus and then goes on vacation? Seriously, who??!?

Okay. I did.

Sorry about that.

We made a somewhat short-notice trip to visit the Hubster's family this past week. It was a really nice visit, and we got some potentially GREAT news regarding FIL's leukemia! I don't want to say much at this point, but have my fingers crossed and a lot of prayers that it all works out.

In the meantime, I've started a 365 project.

The past few months were crazy, which meant my camera had been collecting dust.

My (main) New Year's resolution was to get the camera out each day, and I'm focusing on taking a picture a day of the town where we live (except when I'm on vacation, of course!). I've been doing well so far, and hope I don't run out of ideas. Here's the link: Carlsbad 365

Sunday, January 03, 2010

I'm Back!!

One of my New Year's Resolutions is to return to Blogging, at least on a semi-weekly basis. Hopefully I will be able to keep up beyond January!

What's new with the family?

Not much, to be honest.

The Diva is working part-time at a local gym and is going to college full-time while living at home. She has changed her major multiple times, but has finally made some really good choices for her future.

The Blonde One has done an 180 degree change and has become a stellar student. Since graduating from high school, he absolutely LOVES college and is focused on his future plans (med school). He has his lifeguard certifications and is working part-time as a lifeguard/swim instructor to pay his way through college.

The Wildcard started high school this year, believe it or not! He is in the Honors program and swimming/playing water polo in his spare time. We are thrilled that he has made some great friends at his new school.

Destructo is in kindergarten half days, and still demanding much of my time. He loves school, loves his teacher, and loves having friends his own age. We love it too.

I've been busy teaching and doing contract work. I took a part-time job teaching at a local university, but last semester the hours were full time.....which was WAY more than I signed on for! I've also been doing some contract work, helping small businesses set up their accounting systems. Unfortunately, my photography has been on hold, but that's something I plan to work on this year!

The Husband, as of today, has reached the 20-year mark with the Marine Corps and can retire at any point. He has been exploring his options in the civilian world and we are excited about the future.

California has been a good/yucky experience for us. There are things we love and things that drive us nuts. More on that in the future, I'm sure.

That's the update in a nutshell. Blogging will commence shortly.....