A Rage For Order Can Get In Your Way
30 September 2011
On yet another gray, humid, rainy day here on Friday, Jim texted me that Charlie had successfully boarded the bus (and would go on to... Read more →
On yet another gray, humid, rainy day here on Friday, Jim texted me that Charlie had successfully boarded the bus (and would go on to... Read more →
The result of removing that 'blue Disney' album from Charlie's iPad and the resulting storm and house clean-up? He did still ask for the missing... Read more →
The majority of the books you see are mine. They have been stacked in piles in a corner of our dining room since April, when... Read more →
Charlie has been listening to one Disney album over, over and over pretty much for the past few weeks so, having heard Phil Collins singing... Read more →
Monday saw a very smiley Charlie hopping off the bus and then, after waiting on the sidewalk for Jim to return, hopping a-bike. Jim steered... Read more →
After 21 miles of Sunday bike riding with his dedicated dad, Charlie, anticipating the start of another week, apparently thought it would be better to... Read more →
All of Friday was centered on Charlie's neurologist visit, which meant the whole day really came down to a 15 minute conversation in south Jersey.... Read more →
Visits to the neurologist don't, of course, last 7 hours but we did spend that amount of time in neurologist-related travel on Friday and managed... Read more →
Looks like rain and thunderstorms and general wetness are predicted for the next five days. Jim pshawed these predictions, saying "What's a little rain we're... Read more →
This time, there was some sushi for the buying at the grocery store. (Good thing the resident mom did the 'other' shopping for everything else.... Read more →
This photo was taken on Saturday, a day of lots of smiles for Charlie. The past three days have been edgier with thymic distress. Yesterday... Read more →
After Sunday's episode regarding shiny tan car #2, Jim got Charlie to get back on his bike and they finished their ride. Monday afternoon, Charlie... Read more →
Charlie has something of a photographic memory, selectively. Certain things -- a red spot of paint, a red box of brownies -- are fixed in... Read more →
Saturday morning, Jim took Charlie to the barbershop (it's 5 minutes from our house) not for a haircut but a shave. At an (actual) haircut... Read more →
Charlie, per his teacher's note home, was smiles all day on Friday (and, indeed, for a good part of the school week). After a breezy... Read more →
I'm reading Enuma Elish for my Friday mythology class and thinking about the primeval goddess Tiamut, 'watery chaos' -- that's certainly what you could call... Read more →
Just because the store is out of what you want (because your mom went to the same store earlier and bought all the sushi you... Read more →
Virgil, Eclogue I Meliboeus Tityrus, you recline beneath a beech's spreading shade, and practice at the woodland Muse upon your meagre reed, we are leaving... Read more →
After Charlie waited 90 minutes plus on the sidewalk looking for Jim to return from an appointment in the black car I got out the... Read more →
The Jersey horse country bike path that Jim and Charlie (and I) are so fond of offers multiple options. You can do 10-mile rides, or... Read more →