Friday, January 11, 2013

Snow Day! Ya Right

Kids in Utah don't get snow days..............

My kids have never ever in their whole miserable lives ever had a snow day.  There was one day in 05 where they got a late start day.  9:30 AM- as opposed to 8:50 AM.  Really this is a true story.

There was also a snow day in 96.  I remember it clearly because I was 15 hours into a 30 hour labor that started with an external version and ended with forceps in the OR and APGARS of 2,5,7 (yes, I am well aware that they are horrible but he is now 17 and has a 3.6 GPA and is taking concurrent enrollment at the CC)  They closed the University which meant all the local districts said "yep, the weather must be bad because those University people know when to call it."

My daughter was 3 at the time and didn't notice or care.  My son was well, almost around but didn't care.

There was a day in 02 or 03 that should have been called but the President of the U was from Michigan or Minnesota and had come from a mostly resident campus.  He lives across the street and thought "hey, I had no problem getting here so classes will carry on"  The University is a commuter campus.  only about 1/3 of the students live on or close to campus.  The rest are coming from anywhere from 2-80 miles away.  Well there were 100's of accidents and a couple of fatalities.  Bernie learned his lesson but then we hit a drought.

We have a new president on the hill and we are also in a wet cycle in this here desert.  Yesterday a winter storm warning was called.  It was to begin at 3 PM and go until Sat at noon.  Sure as shit it started to snow at the airport around 2 PM.  I was heading home at three so no worries for me.  I did have to run Keegan to theater but it was still tolerable.

By 5:30 my educator called to see if I was canceling class.  She is from California- wimp!  (just kidding  she awesome)  She also lives up the canyon and was worried about getting home.  I told her that since she was already in Salt Lake to go up to the hospital and call everyone in her class.  If they all wanted to cancel then fine.  She called me back at 6 PM stuck in the snow with a flat tire and no way to call.  I called and canceled classes for the second time EVER!.

My daughter called at 8:30 PM.  The buses weren't running and she was stuck at the U.  My husband braved the storm while I sat around finishing the last 50 Shades of Gray book (mediocre review to come)  And I did shovel the driveway.  All 12 -15 inches.

Apparently is snowed all night.  I listened attentively for snow closures to find that all of Davis County was shut down but that only private schools and the community college in the valley would be closed.  So we packed it up and started on the trek.  I fishtailed at the top of the Bengal Bump (steep curvy hill) and ended up in a snow bank.  Brian came and rescued us.  Then we set off on the rest of our 10 mile journey.  Keegan was dropped off in time for school drop off.  And then it took an HOUR to get Daniel to school.  It was a well known fact at that point that he would be late and so would I.  I dropped him off with a note and figured another 20 minutes to the U.   Maybe 30.  An HOUR AND A HALF later I got there; at 11:00 AM.  Luckily today was an office day- no patients, no meetings, no one noticed I was missing.   I worked for a bit and then at 1:00 PM.  They called it.  Four hour commute and it took until 1:00 to say "oh that was dumb.  If we didn't have so many people on the roads maybe the plows could keep up."  The schools started letting kids go if they could get a hold of their parents.  My son wasn't so lucky.  I missed his call and he didn't leave a message.  So stay until 3 PM he did.

Its still snowing.  And is supposed to for another 12 hours.  But tomorrow is Saturday.  So no, no snow day again.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Dinner, Games and SPA Treatment

Last night was one of those where I had too much going on.  Daniel went home from school sick.  I had to bring him to my office for the afternoon because I didn't want to take him all the way home and then come back.  Since we were at the hospital anyway I made an appointment to get him checked.  He looks like "death warmed over" and I was surprised he even wanted to go to school.  Well as I suspected he has the flu.  They didn't swab to find out the type but its pretty evident.  So rest, fluids and treat the symptoms.  Then pray that no one else gets it.  Because we are going to Disneyland next week by damned and no one can be sick.

But I digress.  So after dealing with him I had a lot to do at work (new secretary starting next week!).  Thus I was later getting home than I wanted.  I then had to go to the board meeting at school.  Which praise the heavens above did not last three hours last night but only two.  The fine folks on the board really know how to make a ten minute discussion 30-40 minutes.  I spent the first three meetings wanting to gouge my eyes out and have now resigned myself to it being that long and just suck it up.

I was home by 8:15 and ready to get some cleaning done because the conference committee was to meet at my house this morning.  It was a bit cluttered and messy; plus my Christmas decorations were still up.  (I'm holding my "I'm Catholic and Epiphany was just on Sunday Card").  Keegan however had other plans.

He came out into the kitchen wearing his "Fancy Clothes"  Jacket, white t-shirt, dress black pants, cowboy boats.  He had his belt around the outside of the jacket.  He said he was my butler and was going to make soup.  Great!  I don't like to say I don't have time for fun and spontaneity but I didn't have time for that.  I decided to just make the best of it knowing that he would be appeased fairly quickly and then I would send him to bed.

He set the table with my good china.  Got me a diet coke (love that kid) and made soup.  Broth of Tabasco and chicken bouillon two carrots and some parsley.  Boil the hell out of it and then serve it up.  He had a sprite.  I pretended to enjoy my soup while we played a game of Go Fish.  Then he told me to put my robe on and he would paint my toes.  My toes are bright red now- and I mean my toes along with my toe nails.  He put make up on me, brushed my hair and then asked me to finish my work snuggled next to him in bed.  So I did.  I managed to get the website updated before the meeting and yes, i did get my house cleaned.  OK, a few bedroom doors were shut but the main area was clean.  I just wish it hadn't taken me two other kids to realize that sometimes you just go with the flow.  Their attention span is short and the 30 minutes is well worth it.

Friday, January 4, 2013

December- Did you really exist this year?

*oh and my secretary quit so I was trying to hire a new person*

I got my house decorated and started buying presents right after Thanksgiving.  Since Thanksgiving was early this year I patted myself on the back thinking "Wow, this year you will be ready for Christmas!"

ER not so fast.  Since Brian was in Christmas Carol he had rehearsal every night up until opening night and then was in the T, TH, S cast  on M, W and F he worked late to make up hours from leaving early for "call" every other day of the week.  So basically, I single momed it.  Which really is my norm for the most part but it was even more during the rehearsal and run of this show.  I did see it three times and honestly, he was awesome, spectacular, phenomenal and that is not just me saying that.  The whole cast was great but Jacob Marley has a really good part and he rocked it.

Then there was work.  I ended up working 50 hr weeks most of December.  Not that my job is hard; it isn't.  I love it but I was tired.  And waaaaay behind.  I was teaching a series, observing a series, covering for one of my staff and working on all the audits for re-designation.  I finished the paperwork from the audit at 8:30 PM on the night that it was due. 

I finished work on Friday the 21st.  Picked up Keegan from Children's and we headed South to spend the night with my sister.  I really needed that time to finish getting  ready for Christmas but I was going to the family party in Manti the next morning and my sister lives 20 miles South it just made sense to drive down in the evening and not have to rush in the morning.  Brian, Daniel and Kate couldn't go so it was just me and the Keegs.  (Brian's family I might add but they love me more anyway.)  My sister and I stayed up late talking (shocker there) and when I turned out the lights I was done.  I slept like the dead until 8:30 AM.  I don't sleep that late.  Wow I needed it.

Everything that gone done did and everything that didn't *sending Christmas cards* probably wasn't that important.  Even Keegan's Santa gift being held up in customs wasn't going to phase me.  And I had one of the best Christmas' in a long time.  Last year sucked.  Sucked big time.  I spent Christmas Eve trying to be happy, mass was hard-very very hard.  Dad always did midnight mass.  Seeing Deacon Mark process in instead of dad set me to tears.  Hugging all the staff after mass and all of them telling me they missed dad set me to tears.  A woman in the parish had lost her dad a few days before.  I went up to hug her and we both just bawled and bawled.  We still had midnight margaritas in his honor.  Fr. Dave still came by.  We toasted dad and I chocked back tears.  Maybe I shouldn't have finished off the margaritas the next morning.  Because I spent the whole dinner at my in-laws chocking back tears.  My present from them made me cry.  (a hand painted picture with one of my dadism quotes on it).  It was unbearable.

This year was healing.  I was happy even though I still miss papa like none other.

Other December highlights:

The Lushy (er ladies) Luncheon at church.  I won a basket.  Well the rest was fun too.

Dad's birthday party.  Pizza and beer.

Keegan got to be in the Christmas Carol 3rd grade version.  He didn't have a big part but man was he serious!

Daniel is growing and maturing so much.  He is awesome with his job.

I love my job and got to do some really fun stuff despite working so much

Running Beat the New Year.  I ran the equivalent of 15 5Ks this year even with my back issues.  (I counted Ragnar as 6 because really, it was since I ran 18 miles total)  My goal was 12 5Ks.

Graduating from physical therapy.  I'll never be cured but I am better and that is all that matters.