taking a break

I am taking a break tonight from editing pictures – focusing instead on writing. Writing, especially online, used to come easily for me. Pixels and words and letters and characters spilled out of my fingertips onto the keyboard and into the internet and yet, here I am, struggling to put words together. So, here goes nothing, a list in no particular order.

1. I just bought a very expensive, very high tech, very intimidating camera. I bought it because I am a professional photographer – there, I said it. I am a newly professional photographer, but one nonetheless, and this camera is an investment in my future, my career, and in myself. I am also a tech whore, so it all sort of fits together.

2. I am struggling at work right now. I went to a session the other day that talked in part about stress and as the checklist went, so did I, circling and “mm-hmm”ing the items described. It’s official: I am stressed. I need to become less stressed, but that concept is stressing me out. A vicious cycle.

3. I joined Weight Watchers, but apparently only in wallet-only. I am having a supremely hard time rationing my input, probably because of #2 above. I know this works for me, and I just need to DO IT.

4. Matthew’s speech update: still delayed. We just got his Oakland school district IEP (Individualized Education Plan) – 16 pages long, full of words that roughly say, “He understands what you say but doesn’t not speak coherently.” His expressive speech is at the 22-24 mos level, receptive 33-36 mos. Roughly – as you can imagine, testing a toddler whose main job it is to be very put off by testing is a tough task indeed. Long story short, he’s going to be starting speech therapy twice a week at the school next door to Dixie’s house in September, when school starts. His last early childhood education speech therapist, Lauren, bade him farewell the day or so before his birthday (that stops at age 3).

5. Lindsey is still not sleeping through the night, which means I am not sleeping through the night. I am sometimes so exhausted I fall asleep standing up on BART and/or Muni. Good times.

And with that, I go to snooze.


Three

Three years ago today, my sweet Matthew was born. I thought he was amazing in 2006 but he keeps continuing to surprise and fascinate me.

Happy birthday my schmoo. Mama loves you.

2006:
Matthew - born

2007:
Matthew - one

2008:
Matthew - two

2009:
Matthew - three


TRANSIT I SMITE THEE

Oh, too many brain cells today have been vanquished in an attempt to figure out All Things Public Transit.

The good news – I can now take up to $230 in pre-tax dollars for public transit commuter checks. Now to figure out how much?

On a regular basis I ride BART, MUNI (SF) and AC Transit (East Bay). MUNI and AC Transit take the Translink smart card. I can go to Walgreen’s and give them my commuter checks and they put money onto the card. Woohoo! BART takes BART flimsy paper cards, although allegedly Translink will be accepted by the end of the year – this promise has been a baited carrot stick for so long that I never will believe them until I see the green logo with my very eyes.

So, normally, I’d get 2 BART Plus tickets – which are regular BART tickets that you can flash on MUNI for access, but not AC Transit. In order to buy them via commuter check, I’d have to mail them in (timeliness is not a virtue of either mine or the USPS) or (what I did) go down to the Lake Merritt BART station and buy my two passes (Part A for the 1st-15th, then Part B from the 15th through the end of the month).

Now, not only are all of the rates going up in all the transit agencies ($2 instead of $1.75 on AC Transit; $2 instead of $1.50 on MUNI, and some percentage higher on BART since the fares are calculated by distance there), you can no longer buy BART Plus tickets anywhere except in the automated machines, which don’t take commuter checks. GAH.

The other frustrating thing is that if you ride BART, you can get a $0.25 discount if you hop on and transfer to either AC Transit or MUNI. Not if you pay by Translink card, so that’s potentially $1/day (or $20/month) that is lost in the shuffle.

And, BART may go on strike.

Long stupid story short, I have a headache from trying to play this stupid game of Transit Check CRAZY, I have no idea how much money I should pull out of my paycheck each month (I think I will have to break out an abacus for this), and the net result is that BART will still be crowded, MUNI and AC Transit will still be a deathtrap (the passengers and bus drivers are crazy), and I still won’t be able to get a good nap on any form of public transportation unless I bring my own goddamned pillow.

And after all of that jazz, I will end up buying:
- Two $60 BART tickets (for which their actual swipe value is $64 each)
- a MUNI flash pass
- an AC transit monthly pass loaded onto my Translink card.

All of that and I still will pay $30 extra a month post-tax dollars. Let the good times roll!


a conversation

Casey: Why can’t I get any valium for Matthew’s surgery tomorrow?
Josh: Because it’s a Children’s Hospital. They treat children.

Yes, I am a ball of nerves here, I have to say. We’re getting up at 5AM (well, that’s the goal), Josh’s grandmother will be here at 5:30AM, and off we go. It’s ridiculous, the amount of anxiety I’m feeling, for something so ridiculously small (tubes in his ears), but there you have it.

In other news, how cute is my daughter?


the things which are up

In large chunks:

Chunk the First – Matthew’s scheduled for a 7:30AM surgery on Monday to put tubes in his eardrums. I know this is a routine thing but I am so anxious about it I dreamt horrible things about it last night. Yeesh. In it I was furious at Josh because he changed something around and I woke up, totally pissed. I had to remember he hadn’t actually changed any of our plans. In this dream I also thought that instead of coming to watch Lindsey on the day of Matthew’s surgery, Josh’s grandmother was actually going out on a date with Donna Noble’s grandfather.

Chunk the Second – Lindsey is doing well. Teething up a storm, screechy and totally adorable. She loves it when you dance with her, tickle her belly, or float her in the air. She also loves her fingers, her fist, and preferably jamming the entirety of it at once in her mouth. Also, drooling copiously. She’s now 19.2 lbs at a couple of weeks shy of six months. I grow chunky babies. She’s drank me out of house and home, and we’ve had to supplement a few bottles at daycare with formula. I am mostly over that – there’s only but so much my boobs can handle. We’ll muddle through.

Chunk the Third – Have you visited my photography website? Please do! Become a fan on facebook! I will be in Tallahassee and Orlando over Christmas this year, so if you’re in the area and would like to schedule a session while I am there, contact me.

Chunk the Fourth – I started back on Weight Watchers, perhaps because I am a masochist.

Chunk the Fifth – my new favorite diet soda? Coke Zero. Better living through chemicals, I say!