A very frustrating Saturday
Nov. 10th, 2007 08:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsThis post was supposed to be a triumphant announcement about another stage of Kouryou-chan's life, in which I praised Omaha's heroic efforts to keep a household of screaming, sugar-hyped children under control while we celebrated Kouryou-chan's eighth birthday.
Omaha was positively heroic under fire, from arranging the birthday cake to buying (and sometimes making) the decorations, of Kouryou-chan's favorite cartoon character. There once were decorations made, but no more. They're considered a "vintage" license, and it seems no one wants to license them anymore. So Omaha cut and pasted and guessed and glued, and everything was coming together nicely for a lovely sleepover party with a basement full of giggling girls, in which Kouryou-chan got her best present, a new bicycle that actually fit her.
Instead, Kouryou-chan woke up this morning with a horrible cough, developed a fever as the day wore on, and was so underpowered that she ended up napping through part of it.
Instead, I had to drive into Seattle to get something and ended up spilling a latte' all over the inside of my car. I did manage to clean it out with the carpet shampoo machine, so hopefully there'll be no rotted milk smell throughout the cabin but that was a half-hour of my day I had allocated for other purposes.
Instead, Omaha and I played a round of Quake 4, and at the very end we managed to kill each other but out of turn, but her game disconnected her immediately upon registering her death. My game correctly identified "sudden death," but it was too late; she'd been kicked out. It was effectively a tie, but there aren't supposed to be ties in this game.
Instead, we gave Kouryou-chan the bicycle in a quiet little ceremony (we gave her riding gloves to protect her hands, then told her she could practice with her new bicycle as I keyed the automatic garage door opener hiding in my pocket; I felt like Bob Barker) only to discover that it was too big for her and we have to take it back. She's not big enough for a 24" bicycle, and they don't make 22" wheels, so she's down to a 20". We'll be doing that tomorrow.
The whole household is kinda low right now. It's been a very frustrating day. Kouryou-chan still has a nasty cough, and I'll be giving her dextromethorphan (and bugger what the FDA says about its effectiveness, it works for her), and hoping she gets enough rest.
Omaha was positively heroic under fire, from arranging the birthday cake to buying (and sometimes making) the decorations, of Kouryou-chan's favorite cartoon character. There once were decorations made, but no more. They're considered a "vintage" license, and it seems no one wants to license them anymore. So Omaha cut and pasted and guessed and glued, and everything was coming together nicely for a lovely sleepover party with a basement full of giggling girls, in which Kouryou-chan got her best present, a new bicycle that actually fit her.
Instead, Kouryou-chan woke up this morning with a horrible cough, developed a fever as the day wore on, and was so underpowered that she ended up napping through part of it.
Instead, I had to drive into Seattle to get something and ended up spilling a latte' all over the inside of my car. I did manage to clean it out with the carpet shampoo machine, so hopefully there'll be no rotted milk smell throughout the cabin but that was a half-hour of my day I had allocated for other purposes.
Instead, Omaha and I played a round of Quake 4, and at the very end we managed to kill each other but out of turn, but her game disconnected her immediately upon registering her death. My game correctly identified "sudden death," but it was too late; she'd been kicked out. It was effectively a tie, but there aren't supposed to be ties in this game.
Instead, we gave Kouryou-chan the bicycle in a quiet little ceremony (we gave her riding gloves to protect her hands, then told her she could practice with her new bicycle as I keyed the automatic garage door opener hiding in my pocket; I felt like Bob Barker) only to discover that it was too big for her and we have to take it back. She's not big enough for a 24" bicycle, and they don't make 22" wheels, so she's down to a 20". We'll be doing that tomorrow.
The whole household is kinda low right now. It's been a very frustrating day. Kouryou-chan still has a nasty cough, and I'll be giving her dextromethorphan (and bugger what the FDA says about its effectiveness, it works for her), and hoping she gets enough rest.
