A disturbing report from, of all places, Glamour magazine: The new lies about women’s health
I’m wouldn’t be suprised if there’s a little hyperbole in there, but despite that possibility, I’m concerned. Go read it.
I went to see a friend of mine today. The official reason was to help her with some computer/internet-related issues, but we had lots of fun. After we worked out the internet stuff, she and me and her two boys went to Chuck E Cheese’s for lunch (I should mention that this made Seth insanely jealous). That’s always fun, I think, since it seems like I always find a way to play a little skeeball. The lane I played today had an awesome malfunction: after nine balls, it stopped keeping score (or dispensing tickets), but it didn’t stop releasing balls to you. I played for 5 minutes on one token! That rocked.
I haven’t had time to visit with her for almost a year, and so I hadn’t seen the boys either. They’re 4 and 8, so the changes since the last time I saw them were remarkable. The youngest has shot up like a beanpole, and his speech is resembles actual English (as opposed to his toddler interpretation). The older one, who was already a pretty big kid for his age, is jus a big ole’ bear of a little boy. It’s almost unbelievable. Except, of course, when I stop and remember that they’re kids, and one of their primary jobs is to grow up. It just makes me feel old to be so very aware of that.
I started a new project. You can read all about it here.
Where I work, I’m sort of supposed to be the person who knows the product inventory. I’m the person they call to say, “Hey, does this set work with this activity pack?” In order for me to answer that question, I need to have a substantial inventory of product at my fingertips - not out in the warehouse or in storage in Timbuktu. Unfortunately, I don’t have this right now, mostly due to a lack of suitable space to keep everything organized.
A while back, I asked for what I call a teacher cabinet. Really, it’s a metal storage cabinet, similar to this one. It was finally delivered on Wednesday, although it wasn’t pre-assembled. So, I had to go get it, and I’m working on putting it together. The back, sides, top and doorframe are all together. Getting them that has not been fun. I still need to put in the bottom, and then hang the doors. Then, I’ll need to put the handle/locking mechanism together. Finally, I’ll put in the shelves, although I suspect those will be the easiest part of the asssembly. Once it’s all together, I’ll shove in into my office, and begin to fill it up with sets and activity packs and teacher guides and reference books. Wooo! I’ll finally have a product library!
In the last two days, I’ve gotten three emails from friends with life updates. While two of these friends know each other (having gone to high school together and sharing a mutual friend, moi), none of them are related. It’s almost like the universe is saying, “Okay Lisbeth, you’ve been a reclusive newlywed for long enough! Go hang out with girls again!” And here’s the thing - I totally want to!
I want to connect with the people who used to be such a huge part of my life. It’s hard though (dur..). Of those three friends mentioned above, one is in the next state over (about 2 hours away). The other one is in DC, and the last is apparantly in Korea! I have to admit that I’m so out of touch with the last that I didn’t even realize that she was headed out of the country. On the other hand, though, it’s always fun to hear that kind of news. And, to be fair, this is the same friend who found out about my marriage when I sent out a mass email with my new name and mailing address (sheesh - I’m a pretty crappy friend, huh?).
Anyway, if any of my old friends are looking for me and bother to google me, here I am:
Hi guys! It’s Lisbeth Ohse! I mean, my name is a little different now, but you found me!
I think maybe I should go write everyone back now. And maybe initiate a few letters of my own with others who haven’t emailed recently.
