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Over the past few months, I've been trying to teach Nate how to ride a bike.  At almost 9, there's a feeling like "he should know by now" and him not being totally opposed to the idea was all I was waiting for.

A few weeks ago, it clicked and he got it.  He's still wobbly and unsure, but sure enough to travel half the length of the outdoor basketball court at the park where we've been trying.  30 minutes before, we'd hit a wall.  Leaning on the bike racks, he had dismounted and crossed his arms in frustration.  Like his dad, he does not handle disappointment well.

"You're doing a really great job and are so much further than you were last time."
"I know, Dad.  It's just so hard!"
"It is.  I realized that while you're learning for the first time, I'm also trying to teach someone for the first time.  Remember before we removed your pedals?  That was a disaster."
"It was a TOTAL disaster!", he said with a giggle.
"But I'm really glad we can talk about it - there's lots of stuff in life that's hard and frustrating.  We need to learn and adjust - there's usually more than one way to solve a problem.  I'm so proud of you for sticking with it."
"Thanks, dad."
"Do you want to go home or do you think you can try one more time?"
"Let's just try once more."

As he tried again, he decided to start coasting a bit instead of trying to pedal from a deadstop.  Thus the missing link was discovered.

There are traits that I hope he inherits from me, but a lack of gumption is not one of them.  And I hope that by talking about my own experiences (as a person, just like him, and not as a Parental Authority Figure), we'll be able to relate just a bit better.

Last weekend, we stayed at my parent's place.  They'd rented standup paddleboards for us to try.  Nate was so excited and bravely tried it without hesitation.  It's so rewarding to see him do things on his own but also a little sad as it's a reduction in the things he needs from me.

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I've neglected you for too long.

Also...

Nov. 13th, 2008 12:32 pm
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Can we please stop the process of saying 'knock knock' when approaching a co-worker's desk?  Cause that's fucking lame.
twicketface: (Nate)
Nobody pinch me - I still can't believe it.
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I keep waiting for a call on the job lead I have, but the voicemails I get are urging me to not vote for a Muslin baby-killer.  Sigh.  I'm actually hopeful that Obama will win and actually DO some good.  His campaign has been breathtakingly good at motivating and organizing.  I believe he will realize his limitations and surround himself with talented, intelligent people to help take back this country.  I am deeply troubled by the clear divisions in this country and anyone who after two years of campaigning still believes an email forward over the truth.  A lack of information is no longer a legitimate excuse.  How can anyone still be undecided is mindblowing and terrifying to me.  While I held my nose and voted for Kerry in 2004, I will proudly vote for Obama and hope hope hope that America has finally started to come to her senses and that the Republicans are misguided on nearly every major policy issue.  A McCain presidency would make the Bush Administration look rational.  You don't vote for someone to run government when their platform is that government doesn't work.  Frick!

Plus, I lost my first fantasy football game.  Double Frick!  Frick Frick!!

Nate and I got to play in the leaves last week.  He wanted me to lay down next to him and bury both of us in the leaves.  And, just lay there.  There was a slight breeze and you could see the leaves falling from the trees.  His head lay in the crook of my armpit and all was right with the world.  He's such a sweet little boy and even when he decides to spend two hours in his crib, singing and talking to himself and his many stuffed animals instead of napping, I can't help but love him.

This weekend we went pumpkin picking with my parents, which included a hay ride and small petting zoo.  I'm not sure who was more enamored  Nate or my dad.  We had to practially pull my old man away from the pot-bellied pig he was conversing with. 

I also watched the Packer game with my brother.  He's got a third interview on Thursday so here's hoping he can get back to work and onto better things.
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He's becoming quite the looker.

And shitter. My God, he shits a lot.

Wow.
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Marie and I just signed up for NetFlix - any recommendations?  We see very few movies, so all suggestions are welcome!
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Anyway, I became aware of a heartbreaking situation recently and wanted to pass it along for those of you in a situation able to help out.

J. Robbins has been the most influential musician in my life. He's been involved (as musician or producer) in most of my favorite bands and favorite records/songs (Jawbox, Channels, Burning Airlines, The Dismemberment Plan, Murder By Death, Report Suspicious Activity, Red Animal War, Jets To Brazil, and so on). In short, he's amazing.

He and his wife had a son in January of 2006; a boy named Callum. I'll let you read about the struggles they've had with Cal and the situation they're in through the following link. DeSoto is the label that some of J. Robbins' bands have been on. If you are a fan of any of J. or Janet's bands or simply are moved by their story, I strongly encourage you to donate what you can to help them out with the medical expenses. Please take a few minutes to read the link and help out if you can.

http://www.desotorecords.com/cal/index.shtml
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I had ramen noodles for the first time in my life tonight. Quite tasty.

I'm packing for my trip and that's no fun. I hope the hotel has a pool! Six hour drive should be interesting. I'm planning on taking some photographs along the way.

I also went into work today for a few hours. It's the first time I went to work on a weekend without being forced to. It was eerie being there alone, but I fought the urge to type up an offer letter without my pants on.

Pretty much the only movie I saw this past year was Crash and I hope it wins tonight.
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When Marie and I bought our house two+ years ago, we bought new appliances to keep our food cold and clothes washed. One such appliance was an oven. We went got a flat top model because it was on sale. It also has a digital display. This strikes me as quite odd, since we can change the temperature in the oven by five degree increments. When the hell will I ever need to heat the oven to 345 degrees? 280 degrees? 410 degrees?

I need an oven knob with two settings: Pizza and Cake.

That's it, nothing more.

I mean, seriously.

LOL

Nov. 8th, 2005 08:48 pm
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“Life While-You-Wait”
by Wislawa Szymborska

Life While-You-Wait.
Performance without rehearsal.
Body without alterations.
Head without premeditation.

I know nothing of the role I play.
I only know it’s mine, I can’t exchange it.

I have to guess on the spot
just what this play’s all about.

Ill-prepared for the privilege of living,
I can barely keep up with the pace that the action demands.
I improvise, although I loathe improvisation.
I trip at every step over my own ignorance.
I can’t conceal my hayseed manners.
My instincts are for hammy histrionics.
Stage fright makes excuses for me, which humiliate me more.
Extenuating circumstances strike me as cruel.

Words and impulses you can’t take back,
stars you’ll never get counted,
your character like a raincoat you button on the run ---
the pitiful results of all this unexpectedness.

If I could just rehearse one Wednesday in advance,
or repeat a single Thursday that has passed!
But here comes Friday with a script I haven’t seen.
Is it fair, I ask
(my voice a little hoarse,
since I couldn’t even clear my throat offstage).

You’d be wrong to think it’s just a slapdash quiz
Taken in makeshift accomidations. Oh no.
I’m standing on the set and I see how strong it is.
The props are surprisingly precise.
The machine rotating the stage has been around even longer.
The farthest galaxies have been turned on.
Oh no, there’s no question, this must be the premiere.
And whatever I do
will become forever what I’ve done.
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I suppose I could've taken license to post my most deep and thought-provoking titles, but I'm being honest. Most of the films I own and watch regularly (because of that) are "comfort" movies. Some of them are "films," and of high art merit, but others are just movies with a bunch of stuff that happens.


1. total number of films I own on DVD/video:
25 or so. I'm not a big movie buff.

2. the last film I bought:
Clerks X

3. the last film I watched:
Honestly, I think it was Not Another Teen Movie solely because Jon Benjamin is in it. Sadly, I needed to sit through it all to see his 20 second part towards the end.

4. five films that I watch a lot or that mean a lot to me:
Clerks
Planes, Trains and Automobiles
American Beauty
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Wet Hot American Summer

5. tag 5 people and have them put this in their journal:
[livejournal.com profile] leeann_marie
[livejournal.com profile] zaxxon
[livejournal.com profile] chupatintas
[livejournal.com profile] so_gracefully
[livejournal.com profile] puceangel
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