I’m taking a class called ‘Analysis and Decision-Making’ this semester at Loyola as part of my MBA. I knew I had learned something in the class as I sat pondering what to do about my take-home exam last night. I analyzed and decided that I should take the prof up on her offer to extend the deadline for the exam. This let me go to bed at 1 am last night, and be reasonably patient with my kids today. Score an ‘A’ in the dual degree of MBA/mommy-hood!
Add comment December 21st, 2005
The CD player is shuffling between Bonnie Raitt, David Wilcox, and 4 Runner. A pleasant sense of expectation with each song transition, wondering what’s coming up next. That, and a few coffee and Kahluas, are making an evening spent working on a take-home exam much more pleasurable.
Add comment December 19th, 2005
I’m on something of a sabbatical from work, courtesy of the government procurement cycle. As in, hurry up and get it done. Oh, wait, you mean we need to give you a task order to allow you to keep working? Those familiar with the situation would recognize that now is a great time to take that use-or-lose leave that’s accumulated during the year, due in large part to the “hurry up and get it done” part of the cycle.
It’s only been a few days, and it’s already interesting to see what it is exactly that my girls do while I’m at work. Jason blogged a bit about
what it is that they think I do. Definitely interesting to see it from the other side.
What I’ve observed so far:
(1) the pace of things changes very quickly
(2) … unless Mommy or Daddy wants the pace to change very quickly
(3) the amount of fun being had directly correlates to the amount of noise being made
(4) there is no such thing as a neatnik toddler
(5) … except where their own personal hygiene is concerned: sticky hands or a shirt that has a drop of something on it must be corrected IMMEDIATELY
(6) the greatest chefs in the world have either a drive-through window or a carry-out phone number
(7) sleep is for those who’ve given up on the day, and is to be battled at all costs
It’s my own anthropology adventure - more insights likely over the course of the next few weeks. I’ll be observing them in their natural habitat this week as Daddy takes a well-earned reprieve and visits family, sans species of schedule interruptus. As I prayed in church this morning as they wiggled/squirmed/caused other church members to offer to assist me: “God help me have the patience not to kill ‘em”.
Note that I’m waiting for the kisses and snuggles of bedtime to readjust my attitude. It always happens… they know when my tank is near empty, and then fill it back up with snuggles or a hug or snack which they had to save half of for Mommy. Or a “I’ve got to put the bugs away” comment.
Add comment December 18th, 2005
Thinking through all of the “non-trivial”, “orthogonal” change requests our client regularly gives us:
Xooglers: Word
So, you wanna pay us for CR 3456 or what?
Add comment December 11th, 2005
It’s snowing the first “real” snow of the year. Not that 1-3 inches is that big a deal, but it’s better than the dusting we got earlier. The whole point of this wonderful post is to direct you to a WashingtonPost article that was wonderful… To give you a hint (and a taste, in case you read this after they’ve taken down the article), the title is: “The Wipe Stuff
Milk & Bread Are Staples of the Storm, But Toilet Paper Brings Up the Rear”. Turns out the whole MBTP (nice acronym: milk, bread, toilet paper) run thing is a myth. We all have plenty of the white papery stuff in stock to deal with being snowbound as the white fluffy stuff falls from the sky. Wonder if the MBTP index is just a victim of BJ’s.
1 comment December 6th, 2005
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