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Long, and long overdue update

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So I haven't updated in quite some time, but we've been having a great summer!
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Had a pleasantly calm weekend at home, and then we decided to day trip to Santa Cruz for the Thomas days.
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Yesterday Groblek and I took a recovery day, and saw thingy of the Galaxy.  Very fun! Farmers market ended up our vacation.  Now back into the routine.

Wanted to say that the playground at the Farmer's market is amazing.  They've redone central park and it's fantastic.  It's actually attracted Kosh away from the bounce houses and pony rides.
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It's spring verging on summer so I'd choose a park.

For perfect it's got to be better than the every day, so I'm not going to any of the local ones, or even up to the in-laws place which is amazing, because that's all been done.

I want a campsite because that'll have the fire pit, table and a reasonably sized flat space.  I'm not planning on camping, but it'll be great for playing on kicking a ball around, or really, because of course I'd have Kosh along, drawing trains in the dirt.

I'm looking at a place in the redwoods, because I love the smell, and the atmosphere is just calming, and because we don't go out to them much, except at the in-laws place, but this is a different kind of feel.

There has to be a brook near by.  Nothing big, and there's got to be an easy way to get down to it so that we can stick our toes in and splash a bit, but not deep enough for a swim, because then I'd be tempted, and the water would be too cold.

We'd do grilled veggies and meat.  Asparagus is in season right now, and that's great off the grill we could do some zuchini, and eggplant, burgers, and sausages, kebobs with mushrooms and peppers, and of course S'mores for desert.

I don't know if I'll keep this up, but if I did would you want to read it?  Should I start a writing prompt filter?

Story idea for later

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The ship had been the last hope.  After centuries of valiantly fighting the changes in climate we had created home wasn't going to support us anymore.  We built the fleet, and this ship.  My ship was to be the ship that would figure out how we could survive as space travelers.

We can't.  Oh, we could have had we started earlier thought bigger.  We'll still be going for a handful of generations, but there's too little to build with.  What we need is a new star, a new home, a new evolution.

That we can do. I'm not privy to why, and I wonder how it is we can create what we cannot preserve, but I'm told we can.  My job is to plan what we will create, and how we monitor to try to make sure we're not here again before too long.

I Love My Mornings

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So this morning groblek was reading seanan_mcguire's LJ about how she's quit her day job since she thinks she can make it on her writing.  This started the following conversation (all paraphrased badly because morning):

G: Someone commented "Dear Goddess, girl, you've been writing as prolifically as the nonexistent love child of Isaac Asimov and Mercedes Lackey, while still working at a day job?!?!?!?"

(This makes sense Seanan publishes 3 books and multiple items of shorter fiction every year)

K: Wasn't Asimov a professor?

(G looks this up)

G: Yes, but he stopped working as a professor in the 50s (he gave a year I don't recall which) although he kept the honorary title.  He wrote.... and was credited as science consultant for Star Trek the Motion Picture.

K: Wait the first on? Wasn't that the one where they went to the edge of the universe, and found God?

(G looks up)

G: No, that's 5. 1 was all around earth when Voyager comes back and they need to figure out how to communicate with it.

K: That make sense for Asimov.

G: Yeah, but he probably just said yeah, that could be science fiction and Hollywood decided that meant the science was reasonable.

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Things I learned this Weekend

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I know it's been a while, but hey a long post : )

My baby boy is growing up. He'll be 3 end of February.
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I started noticing this Friday.

At the bus stop another bus waiter was impressed with his articulation and the way I didn't speak down to him, and it made me think that I suspect that in the past I have considered my vocabulary and tried to use one that I thought he could follow, and I haven't been doing that, and he's usually able to understand if he wants to.

We got home, and he'd talked about wanting to play, so I dropped him off in the living room with his train table and favorite toys, and went to take care of some things.  I came back after about 10 minutes, and he'd taken a 12-14 (it's the engine of a train puzzle he's earning the whole puzzle's 48 pieces, but I think it's bigger than the tender, or caboose, the passenger car looks about the same size) large piece jigsaw puzzle off the shelf opened the box, and almost completed the puzzle.

First, it was only a short while ago when leaving him alone in the living room would not have been a thing, honestly more because he wouldn't put up with it than anything else! So, nice to know he's okay playing by himself!!

But really I was impressed with the puzzle.  He still asks for help if I'm there, but he can do it, and that's exciting.

Saturday we went to a buddy of his birthday and in a group of mostly older kids he had a blast.

Then Sunday I took him outside for some post nap running around.  It was close to evening because his nap started late, but he wanted to drive his car (Flintstones stile) to the park.  I love that we have parks in walking distance, but when I say that I mean my walking distance, and he picked the second closest park to home (0.4 miles per Google) I figured that he'd make it a block or two and decide he wanted to be carried and we'd turn around, which would get him some good exercise, and I could pull him in the car.
Not a bit of it.  He did switch to walking rather than driving a block and a half in, but he got all the way there.  When we got to where we could see the park he took off running, and would have been running around at the park for a good deal longer except that with the late start I limited him to a little over 10 min.  He even made a block on the way home before I started towing him.  This means we can start working on walking as part of the commute!  I'm excited about this, and so far he sounds excited about it, but we're not starting until this afternoon.  The morning's too rushed until we have a feel for speed of walking involved.

Bodies are weird

I've been working on doing a little more exercise, and have been tentatively pleased which is to say I seem to have more energy, and my speed seems to be getting better on my lunch time 2k with Zombies, Run!.
However, this does not seem to be having any kind of shrinking effect on my belly.  Not my actual goal, but I thought it might happen.  I was wearing a shirt that I wear all the time Sunday, and it was significantly more snug than I expected. Ah well today's shirt is doing fine.

Almond butter amazing and easy
In case you're wondering this discovery was made Sunday afternoon well after the shirt discovery.
I was get set up to pre-make the weeks lunches, and discovered we were almost out of peanut butter.  Back when peanuts were expected to go up in price Groblek stocked up, and even though that was years ago, and I'm aware that we've run through that supply I still expect there to be an unlimited supply in the garage.  In looking to see if there was a jar I'd missed I noticed a large quantity of raw almonds (Groblek's family grows for Blue Diamond, so almonds are frequently in supply at home).  I suggested almond butter and Groblek looked it up.  Instructions are: put almonds in the food processor and process for 20-30 min (faster if almonds are roasted).  So I threw a bunch of almonds in the oven, and then in the food processor.  (8 cups was a little much for our processor, but after a break to cool down it worked fine.) This produced one large and one small mason jar full of almond butter.

It is sooooo tasty! Sandwiches are better too.

Great weekend of being thwarted

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So we planned for a day full of helping others Saturday.  CA House was having their move out/move in weekend and we'd signed up to help in the 10-2 shift on the theory that Kosh would nap right after we finished.  We showed up around 10, and there was nothing to do within half an hour we were told that we could head home.  We went to farmers market (closer) and told them to call us if they needed anything.  We enjoyed the market and park, and lunch at the nice at El Toro Bravo http://daviswiki.org/El_Toro_Bravo.  No call.

After Kosh's nap 5:30 ish) we headed off to help a friend move, but she was no where to be found, and her phone wasn't working.  So we hit Leatherby's for dinner, and took Kosh to the Arden Fair Mall play area.

So no helping, but lots of fun, relaxing and tasty food.

Sunday was church at which Kosh relatively nicely asked to put in the nursery early, so we actually got to pay attention for more of the service.  Fun at fellowship time, and then off to the Little Sis's housewarming.  They got an amazing house in Fairfield.  I'm thrilled, because they're happy, and their closer.  This means we can get Kosh and his cousin together more often (not to mention their parents).  Also they have a pool, hot tub and swing set.  What's not to love!

Kosh just about fell asleep on the way home so he was actually asleep at 8.  So of course mom and dad stayed up rather than taking advantage of a chance to sleep, but the laundry got folded, and we got to mostly watch the Hugo award ceremony.

Monday was low key.  We took a slow morning and headed into old town.  Gold Rush days were fun, at least the bit we saw.  Mainly the train museum, and horses.  It was fun to run into BP, but our son has his priorities.

Thus ends relaxing weekends for a couple months.
September is 2 weekends of faire, a book release party, a weekend with the in-laws, and a weekend of gaming
October is 2 weekends of faire, and gear clean up

It'll all be fun, but I'm looking forward to slowing down in November.

In the world of weekdays I'm working along, lunch time exercise is working out.  Kosh seems to be in process of moving from toddler to little boy.  Life is good.
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So a while ago there was an article about a mom who took her little boy to Walmart with a pink head band on.  Details here:
http://www.carbonated.tv/lifestyle/how-a-pink-headband-at-walmart-led-to-a-moms-harrowing-experience

What the man in the story did was horrendous! He should not have done that!

One of the ideas I got from reading the article and people's comments though is the idea that one should never touch an unknown child. Without thinking I found myself going along with it until yesterday I read this article:

http://www.nytimes.com/books/98/10/18/specials/kingsolver-hers.html

This description of the situation in Spain seems excellent.  I've personally dealt with relatively little of the negative description of American reaction to children, but I have noticed the lack of interactions by many.

I think that culturally we have a tendency to say this one situation came up where this behavior was problematic no on should ever do this behavior.  I know I've fallen into this trap.  I hope that if the walmart incident had happened in a culture more like that described in Spain even if someone had behaved like the man in the story someone else would have stepped up to defend the child.

As part of our lifestyle, and our parenting practice we have developed several villages that Kosh benefits from.  We've actively chosen and thought about our connections to church, Pryanksters, and biological family, but one that I originally didn't consider was our bus commute.

On the bus many riders don't interact with me or Kosh, and it's possible that some or many of them are silently unhappy that Kosh is along, but none have complained or displayed this that I've noticed.

However there are several that have positive interactions with Kosh, and me, but really Kosh is the driving factor.

This collection of bus buddies includes several drivers, and several regulars.

One of them was Liz.  Liz was always friendly greeting many people as they got on the bus, and checking in on how people were doing.  She had a lot of fun interactions with Kosh.  She always sat in the seat closest to the door, because she walked with a cane.  Frequently Kosh wanted that seat, and so we took one nearby, and they'd play the mine game.  She read to him on a couple of occasions, and was generally friendly and interactive.  She was an example of a great way to interact with other people's children.

Some months ago she stopped riding the bus.  We heard that she had caught shingles.  So we looked forward to her return, but yesterday I heard that she had passed away.  She is missed, and Kosh and I are lucky to have known her.

Bubbling and Brewwing

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Haven't posted a whole lot lately.

I've fallen off of the zombie walking/running I'm giving myself this week for heat, and hoping to get back on board when the highs drop 10 degrees to mid 90s.

Before I fell off the chases were getting easier, and a coworker had suggested we walk together some times (we did one last week, and I begged off this week).

On Harassment:
There's been a whole lot going around about harassment especially as it relates to Sci Fi/Fantasy/fandom cons.

After reading (probably more than I did) on the subject Groblek looked at me with concern and asked if I experienced this.

My answer is not that I've noticed.

I tend to be excessively oblivious, and more likely to attach bad behavior to a person than to a group.  There are groups and people that I have removed myself from that I found obnoxious that could probably more accurately be defined as harassing.

I also tend to be one of the guys.  To the point where at a meeting at work where we were prepping to present at a public meeting and the discussion of what to wear came up, and the supervisor responded to the question from one of the guys with the suggestion of a nice shirt/slacks and a tie at which point she paused, and said not for you Kay, and I reassured her that I knew what to wear.  I was the only female presenter, but I think it also reflected the fact that I was dressed almost exactly like the other guys in the room.

I'm going to Westercon this weekend, and I'm going to have a harassment lens on because of this.  Hopefully if I see it I'll speak up.

Pondering this has caused me to notice that there are more than 2 males per female at my level in the office.  All 3 supervisors in the office are female, but for my level it's mostly guys it's not a small office, and I wonder why.

Inching into the white collar world.

I've held a desk job for 6 years.  Just recently I've been reexamining a habit that stems at least in part from a more blue collar mentality.  If you see me in person you may have noticed that I almost always have my forearms bare.  I wear long sleeve shirts a lot, and roll or push up the sleeves.  One of the more concrete reasons for this is that my arms are easier to clean and heal than shirt sleeves.  This is still perfectly applicable to interacting with Kosh, but recently I've come to the conclusion that it doesn't make much sense at work.

This started when I saw videos of our group at Valhalla, and thought that I stood out with my sleeves rolled, and has moved into my work wardrobe as I notice that I'm one of few with this particular look.  Of course this week I'm in short sleeves, but I have been wearing long sleeves with sleeves down previously.

Kosh is doing well.  He's been enjoying "swimming" in our not so hot tub, going to the library, and narrating his potty experience.  I'd just as soon not hear this narrative, but if it gets him using the potty I'll take it.

Happy 4th everyone!

Mmm... Chocolate...

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Originally posted by catsittingstill at Mmm... Chocolate...
What if some people were made of chocolate?  Lucious lucious chocolate....  Not their fault, not something they chose--what if they were  just born that way?
And what if I can't control myself around chocolate.  (Which is pretty close to true, by the way, I can control myself just about enough to not take someone else's chocolate without permission.)  Not my fault, really; I was just born with this craving.
But what if that combination means, when I'm around the chocolate people, eventually I bite them?  Just bite a big chunk out of them and chew it up and swallow it before their horrified gaze as they clutch their damaged limb?  I don't mean anything by it; it's just how I am.  I can't help it that they're so lucious I can't control myself.
When I look at it this way, the answer is pretty obvious.  There's only one ethical choice I can make.  I have to restrict myself to places where there are no chocolate people.
And realistically, when my choices are to control myself or to never leave my house, it will probably turn out that I *can* control myself around choccolate people.  If I really want to.
And *that* is what I think about sexual harrassment.
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So for Father's Day, and because Groblek is taking Kosh off for a week with the grandparents, I took primary Kosh duty all weekend.  It was a generally good weekend.  We had fun at the train museum Saturday (Groblek had fun at the museum too, but missed the train ride).  This was the first time since Kosh learned about the train tables that he's pushed for looking at the big trains.

Incidentally with our membership we can bring in 2 guests.  Let us know if you want to go.

He napped hard!

Sunday we biked over to Dos to take Groblek out for Father's day.  We were thwarted in our attempts to go for desert, and raided the home ice cream supply instead.

By now the guys have probably already headed up towards Occidental, by way of train town.

So far for me that means that I was sans toddler on the morning commute.

I figured that was a great opportunity to get some extra exercise in.  So I pulled up Zombie run, and took a brisk walk to the far bus stop in Davis, and got off in the second stop in Sac, and walked from there.  This was 2.15 mi. in 37 minutes 12 seconds.  Great way to start the morning.  I'm planning on continuing this all week, although I hope to leave a little earlier in the morning.

At this point I want to work on increasing my speed.  To that end I'm activating zombie chases.  These activate, and I have to go faster than my average speed for a given amount of time.  I'm much happier with this speeding me up rather than speeding up for fear of missing my bus.

So far I've Zombie walked every workday since May 20th, and I'm really enjoying it.  I'm about half way through season 1.  Once I run out of episodes I will happily pay for the season pass to get the new ones.

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