Life Goes On
Dec. 28th, 2008 08:46 pmIt's been a much better day here at the Villa Sternberg, although the morning started out with Kouryou-chan being an absolute beast. It wasn't until lunchtime when we got some protein into her that she finally started to behave like a human being.
The hand is doing much better, thank you, although I will be having it checked out at the clinic tomorrow, their schedule permitting.
We did a round of shopping. Yamaraashi-chan is desperately short of pyjamas and tights, so that was the major effort of the day. We also had books toditch return to the community at Half-Price Books, and Omaha wanted to stop at Fry's to pick up some memory. We started at Fry's and worked our way back.
While at Fry's, I stopped to watch a really high-def showing of Iron Man, and I have to say I was truly impressed. The quality was so good that it looked more like one of those super-clear hand-held "you are there" videos than a movie, and the difference between a set shot and a digitized shot was all in the camera motion. On the other hand, we were there for the final fight scene, and a girl who couldn't have been older than three shouted, "Daddy! Iwon man! Iwon man!" Just then the scene where Iron Monger picks up the momwagon full of family and throws it at Tony goes by, and the little girl screamed in real terror. Yeah, that's a smart thing to play for your kids. What's next? Raising four-year-old boys on heavy doses of Steve Reeves and 300?
Kouryou-chan was throwing a tantrum by the time we got out of Fry's so, at our next stop, a Target, we desperately got into line to get her some protein. It worked, as she was calmer and more clear-headed. Although I gotta say, those are the worst, most salty, most disgusting fast food delicacies I've eaten since I had what must have been catburger at a South Dakota AM/PM at 3 in the morning back in 1991.
No pyjamas were to be had, though.
Omaha had a D&D game tonight, so I made the girls tortellini and home-made sauce, with some sweet Italian sausage snuck into the sauce to add protein. It really seems to calm both girls. Yamaraashi-chan has been a snit about her homework; she didn't do it at all during the ten days or so she was with her mother, and it took me constant cajoling and the threat of taking away her copy of New Moon (the second Twilight book) until she did it to get it done.
The hand is doing much better, thank you, although I will be having it checked out at the clinic tomorrow, their schedule permitting.
We did a round of shopping. Yamaraashi-chan is desperately short of pyjamas and tights, so that was the major effort of the day. We also had books to
While at Fry's, I stopped to watch a really high-def showing of Iron Man, and I have to say I was truly impressed. The quality was so good that it looked more like one of those super-clear hand-held "you are there" videos than a movie, and the difference between a set shot and a digitized shot was all in the camera motion. On the other hand, we were there for the final fight scene, and a girl who couldn't have been older than three shouted, "Daddy! Iwon man! Iwon man!" Just then the scene where Iron Monger picks up the momwagon full of family and throws it at Tony goes by, and the little girl screamed in real terror. Yeah, that's a smart thing to play for your kids. What's next? Raising four-year-old boys on heavy doses of Steve Reeves and 300?
Kouryou-chan was throwing a tantrum by the time we got out of Fry's so, at our next stop, a Target, we desperately got into line to get her some protein. It worked, as she was calmer and more clear-headed. Although I gotta say, those are the worst, most salty, most disgusting fast food delicacies I've eaten since I had what must have been catburger at a South Dakota AM/PM at 3 in the morning back in 1991.
No pyjamas were to be had, though.
Omaha had a D&D game tonight, so I made the girls tortellini and home-made sauce, with some sweet Italian sausage snuck into the sauce to add protein. It really seems to calm both girls. Yamaraashi-chan has been a snit about her homework; she didn't do it at all during the ten days or so she was with her mother, and it took me constant cajoling and the threat of taking away her copy of New Moon (the second Twilight book) until she did it to get it done.