Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Won't see this view today. . .
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Fabulous Week
I love this week, and I just had to record it somehow, I'm not going to write everything but it has been like a fairytale!!
It all started on Friday..I got directions from my manager, on her way out of town to "Stand up and give my opinion" something like that and who DOESN'T like directions like that?? I was SOO happy to hear that...I love responsibilities, decision making, problem solving and yeah, that's what I'm doing!!
Then came the weekend...I was thinking about contacting someone, kind of a blast from the past and kind of brainstormed it all weekend. This eventually turned into a poem that got sent out and delivered a real life prince charming!! You can see the flowers below but believe me...there is so So SO much more. I feel like a real princess..
So I've been both ecstatic about my role at work and also my new found connection has been giving me a 'natural high' all week...I'm happy and like I say at the top...Life is good.
Oh, and plus I get to go to 3 maybe 4 parties this weekend!! I'm so excited!! Hopefully I'll get some pictures up..
It all started on Friday..I got directions from my manager, on her way out of town to "Stand up and give my opinion" something like that and who DOESN'T like directions like that?? I was SOO happy to hear that...I love responsibilities, decision making, problem solving and yeah, that's what I'm doing!!
Then came the weekend...I was thinking about contacting someone, kind of a blast from the past and kind of brainstormed it all weekend. This eventually turned into a poem that got sent out and delivered a real life prince charming!! You can see the flowers below but believe me...there is so So SO much more. I feel like a real princess..
So I've been both ecstatic about my role at work and also my new found connection has been giving me a 'natural high' all week...I'm happy and like I say at the top...Life is good.
Oh, and plus I get to go to 3 maybe 4 parties this weekend!! I'm so excited!! Hopefully I'll get some pictures up..
Monday, December 10, 2007
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Dinner. . .
2-4 hours a day to play together
I just realized a little more, to explain my frustration with the situation mentioned below.
I don't get home usually until 5-6pm at night. It is dark then, and Kenzie is almost ALWAYS in bed by 8-9pm. So the window of time these women are complaining about is 2-4 hours a day. That is how much awake time my daughter and I have a day to spend together during the week.
This is aside from the occasional brief cry at night of course but any one who has ever been around a baby knows that this happens sometimes and they are not kids for long!
Not to mention last night Kenzie was SILENT, she crashed, and I heard noises through the night and someone walking around upstairs even at 4am...I couldn't sleep because I was so upset about this whole situation of being told to basically not play with my daughter at home.
I don't get home usually until 5-6pm at night. It is dark then, and Kenzie is almost ALWAYS in bed by 8-9pm. So the window of time these women are complaining about is 2-4 hours a day. That is how much awake time my daughter and I have a day to spend together during the week.
This is aside from the occasional brief cry at night of course but any one who has ever been around a baby knows that this happens sometimes and they are not kids for long!
Not to mention last night Kenzie was SILENT, she crashed, and I heard noises through the night and someone walking around upstairs even at 4am...I couldn't sleep because I was so upset about this whole situation of being told to basically not play with my daughter at home.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Baby Noise...
As soon as I have the nerve to start getting domestic, happy about having a 'home' and a place to live where Kenzie and I can relax and be happy with our home of the last 2 months after our last APARTMENT that got REFERENCED me once it got turned into CONDO's and are now APARTMENTS again...where even after just 2 months I knew a lot of neighbors and they loved my daughter, she was very popular! But like I said...I've been blissfully happy that despite other problems I have found a home and I even got a little domestic...even making tortillas as you can see below and then...my phone rang. It was a phone call that made me miss that place, at least the people quite a bit...
...who was it THIS time? The owner of the apartment building I live in, whose manager is ironically quoted in a related link above prior to us meeting.
Tenants above and below are complaining about noise...TV? No, I don't own one. Music? No, I don't have a stereo even just a small radio that usually has NPR if anything. The complaint was...baby noise. Kenzie running around too much, being loud too much, crying sometimes at night, that about summed it up. Oh and there was one time a month or so ago, when my mom was in town and vacuuming loudly during the day was mentioned as being something loud that happened in my apartment.
I tried to explain, calmly as I could that my daughter is TWO. She then asked if I could try to run her around outside so she didn't have as much energy. If I could make her use 'indoor' and 'outdoor' voices. I explained again, she is two, and that she is a baby just learning about such things.
Not to mention she does not have any kind of reputation for being loud. The things that make her cry are very basic normal things that make kids cry usually enforcing rules or routine, "No you can't have more candy." "It is not okay to hit and if you hit me I will put you down." "Yes we have to brush your hair now" "It is bedtime" this is all extremely normal. She is also learning that hitting isn't okay, if she hits me then I don't yell at her, I put her down. If she cries it is because she is sad that I put her down. This is an important learning time and the process of learning the consequences of bad behavior often leads to crying true, and I know also that it will lead to BETTER behavior later and she will be an adjusted well behaved girl.
I'm very frustrated about this, especially considering I have always considered it a MAJOR goal to become very close with my neighbors and I try to have a conversation whenever I recognize anyone. The fact we live across the alley from a BAR and we hear noises all night too, party type noises I find ironic too. Does this mean that the pitter patter of feet is more disturbing than the crashing of glass and loud yelling and laughing of drunk people?
Not to mention, I hear them too, the constant loud creaking of the floor above, the hacking cough and instrument noises below, loud conversations, laughter and chatter up the stairs, down the stairs and in the hallways, extremely loud noise when the fan/heater in the bathroom is turned on. The difference is though, I haven't complained, I LOVE it, it makes me feel like I'm in a community around other people which is what I want. I value the people around me and I feel safe knowing they can hear me, and I'm sad they don't think of me and my daughter that smiles at them the the same way. I am thrilled to live in this neighborhood as you can see in THIS post it is a major goal of mine to contribute and be a very active member of this community. Living near the little statue of liberty is so symbolic in my life and what I have accomplished in this last year and I feel like home here. I'm very sad the sound of my child bothers people when she plays at home with me, her mother.
...who was it THIS time? The owner of the apartment building I live in, whose manager is ironically quoted in a related link above prior to us meeting.
Tenants above and below are complaining about noise...TV? No, I don't own one. Music? No, I don't have a stereo even just a small radio that usually has NPR if anything. The complaint was...baby noise. Kenzie running around too much, being loud too much, crying sometimes at night, that about summed it up. Oh and there was one time a month or so ago, when my mom was in town and vacuuming loudly during the day was mentioned as being something loud that happened in my apartment.
I tried to explain, calmly as I could that my daughter is TWO. She then asked if I could try to run her around outside so she didn't have as much energy. If I could make her use 'indoor' and 'outdoor' voices. I explained again, she is two, and that she is a baby just learning about such things.
Not to mention she does not have any kind of reputation for being loud. The things that make her cry are very basic normal things that make kids cry usually enforcing rules or routine, "No you can't have more candy." "It is not okay to hit and if you hit me I will put you down." "Yes we have to brush your hair now" "It is bedtime" this is all extremely normal. She is also learning that hitting isn't okay, if she hits me then I don't yell at her, I put her down. If she cries it is because she is sad that I put her down. This is an important learning time and the process of learning the consequences of bad behavior often leads to crying true, and I know also that it will lead to BETTER behavior later and she will be an adjusted well behaved girl.
I'm very frustrated about this, especially considering I have always considered it a MAJOR goal to become very close with my neighbors and I try to have a conversation whenever I recognize anyone. The fact we live across the alley from a BAR and we hear noises all night too, party type noises I find ironic too. Does this mean that the pitter patter of feet is more disturbing than the crashing of glass and loud yelling and laughing of drunk people?
Not to mention, I hear them too, the constant loud creaking of the floor above, the hacking cough and instrument noises below, loud conversations, laughter and chatter up the stairs, down the stairs and in the hallways, extremely loud noise when the fan/heater in the bathroom is turned on. The difference is though, I haven't complained, I LOVE it, it makes me feel like I'm in a community around other people which is what I want. I value the people around me and I feel safe knowing they can hear me, and I'm sad they don't think of me and my daughter that smiles at them the the same way. I am thrilled to live in this neighborhood as you can see in THIS post it is a major goal of mine to contribute and be a very active member of this community. Living near the little statue of liberty is so symbolic in my life and what I have accomplished in this last year and I feel like home here. I'm very sad the sound of my child bothers people when she plays at home with me, her mother.
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Rest In Peace
Our soldiers are still dying out there in Iraq.
We have young people out there way beyond their original assignment being killed. When you read about those 3 month extensions and beyond, remember there are thousands and Thousands and THOUSANDS of our troops out there not knowing if they will make it through the day.
Our soldiers have families, many of them haven't even had the opportunity to create their own families yet.
Someone just died. Someone who wasn't meant to even be there right now. Someone who was in a vehicle with a duty to protect not only our troops but Iraqi citizens being devastated by the war as well.
I know what you are thinking and no it's not anybody I ever had the honor of meeting and that is MY loss.
R.I.P. -- I don't even know your name but I'm crying for you.
We have young people out there way beyond their original assignment being killed. When you read about those 3 month extensions and beyond, remember there are thousands and Thousands and THOUSANDS of our troops out there not knowing if they will make it through the day.
Our soldiers have families, many of them haven't even had the opportunity to create their own families yet.
Someone just died. Someone who wasn't meant to even be there right now. Someone who was in a vehicle with a duty to protect not only our troops but Iraqi citizens being devastated by the war as well.
I know what you are thinking and no it's not anybody I ever had the honor of meeting and that is MY loss.
R.I.P. -- I don't even know your name but I'm crying for you.
Made it home. . .
Big girl!
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