Bi And Large

This is a copy and pase of an email I sent this morning - with apologie to the recipient! It just summed up what is going on with us so well I figured I'd save myself the hassle of typing it twice :)

 

Happy Halloween!!!

 

It's morning here and Amy is off to school. Fridays I have off so Iris and I are just relaxing into the day! Both the girls have colds, although not bad ones, it's enough to make them sooooo whiney. It gets a bit rough to put up with! So we are hanging out in pajamas and I am having another cup of coffee as we decide how to attack decorating. We didn't have time to do it properly earlier in the week. We have 6 pumpkins but only one is carved so far, so we need to get the rest organized! We have fake cobwebs to put up around the doorway, a black cat sign hanging by the front door, and a little machine to plug in that makes fake thunder and lighting noise and sound, and the girls will help me stuff leaves into white cloth "ghosts" to hang in our trees in the front yard. I think I have a scarecrow in the garage as well. We usually get about 50-60 trick or treaters so it is fun to play it up. Most of our neighborhood is still young kids so I don't like to do anything too gory or scary, but just play kind of stuff.

 

One of my patients is a monk at a monastery out here and he says they have the best time at Halloween. All the monks dress up, they go bobbing for apples, have a pumpkin carving contest, lots of food, and then they make popcorn and watch scary movies together into the night. How much fun does that sound like? I'm gonna join a religious order when I grow up, I swear.

 

Last night Iris' daycare had a Halloween party and we brought the kids over. Everyone was in costume, from the kids to the teachers to the adults, and every room had a game or craft or food in it. The kids frosted pumpkin shaped cookes, and did lawn bowling with a pumpkin, and played 'pin the worm on the apple,' and made little spiders out of pipe cleaners. That kind of thing. It was really cute. I let both girls completely pick out and organize their own costumes this year. Amy is a princess riding a pegasus unicorn (seriously!) and Iris is Darth Vader. We had lots of compliments on their costumes!

 

Last night was also our first teacher parent conference for Amy now that she has started elementary school. She is bright; good at math, and the best reader in the class, reading the same stuff they do in 2nd grade. But she is such a dreamy kid, head always off in the clouds. Now, nothing wrong with being a dreamer, and I encourage her creativity. But it is frustrating sometimes that she is so out of touch with reality that she doesn't hear instructions, and this causes behaviour problems. She can't focus long enough to get her work done and she often doesn't even hear what she is supposed to be doing because she is imagining up some new story in her head. We notice it at home too - she misses the bus CONSTANTLY because she gets so distracted by her own thoughts and dreams instead of eating breakfast or getting dressed, even though we constantly remind her. Or we'll all have finished eating dinner and she won't have even taken a single bite of hers yet because she was too busy telling us a story. She's a lovely girl, and I appreciate that she is so creative and don't want to stifle that - any suggestions??

 

My job is going excellent, actually. I didn't realize how much I would enjoy it. The people I work with are fun, the hours are good, and my patients are 99% nice. The other 1% are SO crazy that they make the day go by with a laugh. Many of my patient are quite aged, in their 90's, and they just kind of lose their filter on what they say I think. I have one who believes baby formula turns babies gay, and one who believes fluoride in drinking water is a government conspiracy to give people strokes. Just this week I had a very pleasant, normal looking little old Italian man in his 70's come in and when I went to laser his lower back for sciatic pain, he stripped OFF his pants and underwear, stuck his arse up in the air, old man bits hanging in the breeze for all to admire, and started SPANKING his backside and saying "Here!" - I suppose he wanted me to laser his erm, crack. Which is probably where he felt pain to be fair, I mean sciatic pain does run that way. But it was QUITE an experience and it was a bit hard to keep a professional straight face! I left and ran to the break room and just howled. But yes, the days go by quickly and I enjoy the work. The girls have adjusted to the new schedule and things seem to be working out.

 

Hope Everyone has a Happy and Safe Halloween!!!!!