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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:28am on 16/05/2014 under ,
Go get a cocktail, and then please enjoy this annual reminder of how old we're getting:

The boy turned 15 yesterday. Next month he finishes up his freshman year of high school. In six months he can - theoretically - acquire a learner's permit and start driving lessons. He has a (mostly) man-voice, is at least four inches taller than me, and weighs about 125 pounds soaking wet with rocks in his pocket.

According to LJ's new theme (which...I don't know, you guys...I'm not sure I care for it...), I started my LJ account in December of 2002. He was three.

Drink up! :D
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:06am on 02/04/2014 under ,
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:50am on 04/03/2014 under , ,
Hi, I'm still alive. Very, very tired, but still alive. The magazine project that was at Kickstarter a couple of months ago has funded, and so now there's much work to be done. Much work. So hooray for some extra walking-around money, but wow am I tired. Funny how your well-over-40 self cannot pull off the late nights as well as your 20-something self did. If you're interested in the magazine, please do go check it out!

Now that soccer season has ended at school, the boy has joined the track team and is starting up with a club soccer team (outside of school). There was a parent meeting for the track team last week, and the handout the coach gave us included this phrase: "Most of our athletes will need to consume 2500-4000 calories per day." O.o;; So...I just give the kid a bag of Doritos and a cheesecake for breakfast, then? In all seriousness, though, we have reached the stage where his lunch bag is pretty much just a grocery bag full of food. So glad he's not big on sodas.

New Clone Wars episodes on Netflix this week! Although I suspect that the characters I wanted to see better endings for aren't getting them. :/

Speaking of Netflix - I started watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I had never really sat down and watched the whole thing - just a few episodes here and there. So now I'm trying to do the whole thing. I'm a few episodes into S5, and I know there's about to be horrible senseless trauma, because I am a human person who participates in geek culture, and therefore has a decent outline of the plot going in. Pretty sure it's still going to be horrible and senseless, though, since Gilles and Joyce are kind of my ship for this show. I'm probably responding a lot more to the adult characters because I'm watching it from a parent point-of-view. All that said, though, I'd like to state that I deeply dislike Angel, and it's probably because my inner mother-of-teenager is going "What? Him? NO. NO, I FORBID IT. YOU CAN DO SO MUCH BETTER."

See? Tired.

tl/dr: Hi, I'm still alive.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:43am on 08/01/2014 under , ,
I think I have mentioned here before that I went to a teeny tiny high school that was mostly populated with kids who were equal parts smart and socially inept. Of course, the older we got, the harder we tried to not be socially inept, but being smooth and cool in public is a hard skill to learn.

Our school was too small for athletics, so it wasn't like we had rivals or anything like that, but our campus was just a few blocks from the campus of a regular public high school called El Modena. When some of us became old enough to drive, we started venturing out in groups after school. Most of the time we ended up at the Swenson's Ice Cream place down the street. For a time, it seemed like every time we went to Swenson's, we'd encounter some kids from El Modena, and I'm pretty sure they could smell awkwardness on us and there were rude words exchanged often. Not to say we ever got into any physical fights, but there were words pretty regularly, and I distinctly remember feeling like they saw right through us - like they knew we were weird kids from that weird school, like it was obvious we were not anywhere near as cool and smooth in public as we were pretending to be, and they were damn well going to put us in our place.

The point to all this is that the Frosh/Soph soccer team the boy is on played El Modena this afternoon. Final score: Brea-Olinda: 5, El Modena: 1.

It was deeply satisfying to see my son's team kick El Modena's asses. Deeply.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:36am on 15/12/2013 under , ,
We have reached the point in the parent/child relationship where the boy feels comfortable criticizing my driving.

I guess I should be glad he's not a girl, because then my clothes would be up for scrutiny as well.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 04:47pm on 09/11/2013 under , ,
I know this is a bit last month, but I wanted to post about something involving creativity as an act, rather than a parenting philosophy. So! Want to see the fake sword I made for Halloween? The theme for my friend's Halloween party this year was Dungeons and Dragons.

pictures below, still kind of a work in progress even though Halloween has come and gone )

So that's that. My next bout of creativity will involve window treatments. Yay?
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:32am on 04/11/2013 under , ,
The boy has taken to creating a little teenager nest on the couch (or, as long-time readers may remember it, The Couch). The nest generally consists of a couple of blankets, the larger of the couch pillows, his laptop (tuned incessantly to YouTube), laptop charger, phone and phone charger, teevee remotes, a bottle of water, game controllers, game headphones, computer headphones, perhaps his backpack with some textbooks and homework scattered about, dirty plates and/or empty food wrappers, dirty socks, a hoodie, a gaming magazine or two, and on rare occasion, a book. Bear in mind, this couch is huge. It can comfortably seat six adults and/or sleep two adults and a decent-sized dog. Or, one teenager and all of his crap.

Anyway! So this morning he comes downstairs and crawls into his nest, and as I look over I notice that there's money all over the nest - a few one dollar bills and a bunch of coins. So I ask, "Why is there money all over the couch? Did you have a bunch of strippers over last night?"

"Yeah," he says. "I was really making it rain with those pennies." *pause* "That's probably why they left." *longer pause* "Yeah, that's probably why they left..."

Smartass.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:22am on 27/09/2013 under ,
I really should be in bed because I need to be up in like five hours to get the kid to school early so he can get help with his programming homework. But I needed to offload some of this brain buzzing first.

I know it's stress because my jaw hurts from being clenched )

Okay, I feel better now that I got some of that out. I'll post fannish things next time, because Agents of SHIELD gave me a new OTP this week that I need for someone else to love as much as I do.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:42am on 06/08/2013 under , ,
Thing one - knocked a bottle of olive oil off the top of the fridge and onto the kitchen floor this morning whilst trying to get my ass out of the house in something close to a timely manner. Used a vinegar cleaner to mop it up. Kitchen now smells like salad dressing.

Thing two - We have CS5 at work. Illustrator decided about halfway through the day that the file I'd been working on most of last week and part of this morning was no longer to it's liking. I tried restarting Illustrator, closing down every other running program, restarting the computer - no thank you, says Illustrator. I refuse to recognize all this lovely RAM you have available for me to use and will instead taunt you with this error message that you don't have enough RAM. Because I am Illustrator, and I will not be ordered about by the likes of you. I reject your RAM and fail to substitute my own.

So now I have downloaded a trial copy of Illustrator CC on my home machine, and am attempting to open the naughty file just long enough to delete a couple of unneeded layers and re-save it as a CS5 document. Also going to attempt to get a halfway decent jpeg or PDF so's I can have a draft, at least, to show the client at the end of the week. If the thing still won't open on the work machine tomorrow, I may have to break it down smaller files which can be tiled when it comes time to print. Damn you, Illustrator.

Thing three - Tomorrow morning I have to go by the boy's new high school and pick up registration paperwork. I thought I'd registered him online, but apparently that was more of an aspirational thing than I'd realized...? I honestly don't know. All I know is I'm supposed to go pick up a stack of paper which will somehow be applicable to the process. Guess I'll find out tomorrow.

I'm too sober for all this.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 11:32pm on 11/07/2013 under ,
Things I hear my son say while he's gaming, part 73:

"I think my monkey fell off a cliff or something."

...

...

...I don't know, you guys.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 11:49pm on 30/06/2013 under ,
The boy is doing a summer soccer league, put on by the coaches at the high school. It's kind of a warmup/tryout for the freshman team, and from what the coaches have said, as long as the kids show up and do their best, they'll make the team. For the last couple of weeks - and for the next couple - I've been dashing around like a madwoman to get the boy to his games. In fact, I should really be in bed right now because he has games for the next three days and I need to get my ass to work way early so I can leave earlier without there being office drama. But I wanted to say a couple of things about it first.

1. The vast majority of the teams they're playing against are JV teams from other local schools, so the kids they're playing are bigger, faster, and have been part of their teams for at least a year. It's remarkable what a difference that experience makes. There are several kids on the boy's team that he's played with (or against) on rec league teams, so a lot of them know each other, but they're not really a cohesive group yet. And as one would expect, they're getting their asses handed to them fairly regular-like. Last game, the boy got knocked flat on his backside when he was pummeled between two players from the opposing team going for the ball at the same time he was. He's still sore. I'm kind of worried he might have bruised his tailbone. High school soccer is freaking brutal, man.

2. At the beginning and the end of each game, the coach has them do this little chant - "1-2-3-BREA!" Like I said before, the boy has played with a few of these kids before, so I've seen them around since he was 6 or 7. It's damned jarring to hear that chant, because now they all have man voices.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:31am on 19/04/2013 under , , ,
So this evening, the boy was talking about his geometry teacher, and how whenever the answer to a problem they're doing in class is "69", the teacher will say "Maturity check!", and there will be much snickering and whatnot, because junior high. And I laughed and said that was funny, even though I was thinking, welp, I wouldn't pass that maturity check, and I know at least a couple dozen other "adults" who wouldn't, either.

It took me about five minutes before I came to a realization. "Hey, wait a minute," says I. "Since when do you know what 69 means?"

...which earned me one of the more epic teenage eye-rolls I've yet received.

...well, then.


(Side note: The geometry teacher's name is Mr. Johnson. Maturity check!)

(Side note the second: When the boy's father and I were baby Tragic Kingdom employees, there was a ride in Tomorrowland called Mission to Mars. The queue area for Mission to Mars featured audio-animatronic figures in a "Mission Control" scene, and the lead scientist at this Mission Control was an audio-animatronic in a lab coat and a suit named Mr. Johnson. Mr. Johnson would explain to you about how you were about to fly all the way to Mars and back, and it was therefore very important to the mission that you keep your seat belt fastened even though you weren't actually traveling anywhere. The boy's geometry teacher bears a remarkable resemblance to that audio-animatronic, which his father and I both noticed/commented upon/were slightly alarmed by. All of which makes the idea of him calling out "Maturity check!" in a classroom full of seventh- and eighth-graders all the more bizarre/hilarious.)
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 01:06am on 05/04/2013 under , ,
- Have missed three Tuesdays in a row. I blame a combination of not much to talk about and a surplus of work to do. Also, lazy.

- This deal with Disney owning Star Wars is getting worse all the time. Not happy about the end of The Clone Wars, not happy about Star Wars 1313 never seeing the light of day. Thanks for the reminder, Disney, of why I quit you.

- Speaking of Star Wars, the final four in their March Madness tournament are Yoda vs. R2D2 and Vader vs. Boba Fett. I want to see R2 vs. Vader so badly.

- The boy heads out on a school trip to D.C. this weekend. I wanted to go, but no parents allowed - only school staff are chaperones. :/ Probably for the best - I think half the reason he's excited about going is that he gets the better part of a week away from me, dad, and stepmom. We're ruining his life, don'tcha know. Mostly by existing. Plus, I probably couldn't have afforded a second ticket on this trip. So anyway, he's going. And the beau is taking me out on a date one night while he's gone, like the grown-ups do. :D

That's all I got.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 11:38pm on 09/09/2012 under , ,
Starbuck had to have another mast cell tumor removed today. A very small one - we caught it very early - but still, the second surgery in about 6 months. She's home and dozing. Since this one was on her inner back leg, she's kind of having a rough time moving around. She ate a bit (I had to feed her from the dog food can with a spoon, but she did eat) and drinks some water when I offer it to her (and by offer it, I mean hold the bowl up to her face area), but what she seems to mostly want is someone to curl up next to.

(I had a great-uncle who used to say he hoped to be reincarnated as a dog living in a member of our family's household. We should all be so lucky.)

Stressful week at work, and then this weekend was stressful too, both with the dog, and with the beginning of soccer season. The boy is both playing and refereeing. So he had to be at the field at 8 am to ref, came home long enough to change jerseys and socks, and then back to the field by 10:30 to play. Then home again long enough to grab some water and back out to another field for official opening day pictures. By the time we got home we were sweaty, sunburned, and exhausted. His dad is hanging out at the games he's refereeing for a few weeks, just in case he runs into any crazy parents. This is a relief. For all his faults, I'm pretty sure the boy's dad wouldn't hesitate to stick up for the kid to a parent going nuts over a call.

I'm going to have a nice glass of sangria and then crash. A meme is just what I need right now so I don't have to think.

our house, in the middle of our street )
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 11:47pm on 16/03/2012 under ,
So here's how the last couple of weeks went at my house:

Hyper dog still hyper, even with a chest full of stitches... )

The good news: stitches came out yesterday. There was rough-housing today. All is right with the world...or at least, the occupants of this house. For now.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 09:53pm on 04/03/2012 under ,
Good news!

Starbuck's tests came back - the surgery took care of all the malignancies, nothing spread into her lymph nodes. She's going to be fine.

\o/
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:08am on 02/03/2012 under ,
Starbuck had surgery today for two mast cell tumors on her belly. They were pretty small, so I'm hopeful that it will all turn out okay, but we still have to wait until Saturday or Sunday to get her lab results back. She's home, and she's got a scar that she'll be able to tell awesome stories about to the other dogs at the dog park, but since it's on her lower chest/upper belly region, the vet recommended we put her in a t-shirt so she could lie down without aggravating her incision area.

So she's wearing an old Bar Sinister t-shirt of mine. She's not particularly happy about it, and the look on her face when I put it on her suggested that there was a special hell for people who tormented dogs by putting people clothes on them after they've already had a terrible awful no good very bad day. But she is able to lie down and look comfortable, instead of the stiff-legged awkward thing she was doing right after we got home.

I've been joking around for a while that I should make her a Viper pilot cosplay jacket - maybe I should actually get off my ass and do it!

Special. Hell.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 11:45pm on 06/01/2012 under , , ,
Another new year, then )

tl/dr: Resolutions blah blah, I made a thing!
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:17am on 29/12/2011 under ,
Say, have any of you guys used mint.com? If so, what do you think of it? Did it help you get your financial shit together?

In a not unrelated note, one of my New Year's resolutions is to get my financial shit together. One of these years, this resolution might actually take.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 11:22am on 08/05/2010 under , , ,
So, the boy broke a finger playing football.

I knew I shouldn't have let the kid play football in any way, shape or form... )

*sigh*
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:11pm on 26/12/2009 under
At least it feels that way after seeing how many of you are blanketed in snow. I feel kind of bad for whining about how cold I am with temps in the low 60's. >.>;;

Holiday pictures!

Thank you all for the holiday cards! I was full of suck this year and didn't manage to get any out. :/ So if anyone wants a drabble, even though I'm stupidly slow at getting them done and probably about 1000 behind, then leave a pairing and prompt in the comments!

Fandoms I know and love: Gundam Wing, Fullmetal Alchemist (no Envy), Firefly, Star Wars (movies and Clone Wars - I'm way far behind on the novels), Ocean's Eleven

Fandoms I'm willing to take a stab at: Dollhouse, Battlestar Galactica (new), Fringe, Psych, Burn Notice, Warehouse 13

Now to put on some grubbies and go attack the gardening and clean the fish tank. Mom is coming over later to have the beau work on her car, and the boy is spending the day binging on his new X-Box. Man, does Santa spoil him. >.>;;
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 01:44pm on 13/12/2009 under ,
- I love my boy. I love my beau. I love my sweet, psychotic dog. But between the three of them, my house looks like a cosplayer's hotel room on a Sunday morning. -_-;;

- At the store this morning, one of the tabloids at the register had a headline claiming Paul Newman and Steve McQueen had been lovers. I admit it - I squeed.

- I tagged along with a friend who was going car shopping yesterday and test-drove a Mini Clubman. I kind of loved it. The Honda of Doom needs to last me for at least six more months before I can even entertain the notion of affording a new car, but still.

So. What are you guys up to today?
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June, thus far, has looked something like this:

Last Wednesday: City Finals, Game 1 - the boy's little league team
Last Thursday: City Finals, Game 2
Last Friday: Fourth Grade Band Concert (I suspect this is the last for a long while - the boy kind of hated band and is vaguely resentful that I made him live up to his word and finish out the year)
Last Saturday: Birthday party
Last Sunday: The beau's birthday (technically was Saturday, but we did fun stuff for him on Sunday)
Monday: City Finals, Game 3
Tonight: City Finals, Game 4 - if they had won this, we'd have had another game on Saturday
Friday: Fourth Grade field trip to Sacramento - must be at the airport at 4:30 in the a.m., great googly moogly.
Saturday: Birthday party, possible pizza party for the boy's team; pass out and die of tired (I am now having to schedule time for this)
Sunday: Disney reunion
Next Monday: Collapse on desk, possibly get fired for sleeping on the job

cut for baseball blather )

And now to bed, before I ruin this precious family moment by faceplanting into the keyboard.
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:41am on 14/05/2009 under ,
So, yesterday I had my first mammogram.

...

...

OW!!!!!!!! THAT SHIT HURTS!!!!!

Or, as the tech said right before she mooshed the bejeezus out of my bosoms, "You've probably heard horror stories about this, and I can assure you it won't be as bad as you think it'll be." And, to be fair, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Wasn't great, though. Still hurt like a motherfracker. And I walked around all day feeling like someone had let all the air out of my tires, ifyanowhutimean.

(To the boys on my flist: sorry for the girly stuff. ^^;;)
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posted by [personal profile] windsorblue at 12:12am on 05/05/2009 under ,
To be brief: this was the kind of day that made me want to come home, plug in Battlefront, and spend the evening shooting Stormtroopers in the head.

Until I got home, opened the mailbox, and found my tax refund sitting there just as pretty as you please. Ahh, monies. You make it all better.

>.>;; Still gonna go shoot a couple of Stormtroopers, though. Just in case tomorrow sucks.

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