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the_rckSaturday was Delia's last soccer game for the season. It was at 10:15, so the sun hadn't had time to warm things up much. I wore my big winter coat and was cold anyway. It didn't help that we had the sun at our backs so that my arms and legs were in the shadow of my chair. Delia, at least, didn't seem to mind the cold. She got a chance to be goalie which she really likes. Her team lost, but it was a hard fought game with the teams pretty evenly matched.
In the afternoon, at 4:30, Delia had a basketball game. Her team won. The gym was unpleasantly warm. I found myself wishing I'd changed out of the warm clothes I'd put on for the soccer game. I understand basketball less well than I understand soccer, so I spend most of these games wondering why the referees are doing what they're doing.
There wasn't much to Sunday. I can't remember anything we actually did. We must have filled the time somehow.
Monday, I took Delia back to the dentist to have her filling replaced. I got her from school at 11:45, pulling her out of music. I had to go down to her classroom as she and the teacher had both forgotten she was leaving early. On the way to the bus stop, Delia was practically in tears over the fact that I was making her leave school. We got the bus to campus and went to lunch at the Brown Jug. Delia likes their pancakes and considers going there a treat. After lunch, we bought bubble tea but didn't drink it. We saved it for after we got home.
The actual filling wasn't too traumatic. Delia cried over having the shot and gripped both of my hands pretty tightly. The dentist fit us in early because the person before us didn't show up.
Scott's concerned that Delia losing fillings (two in two years) is a sign that our dentist isn't very good. I don't know. I haven't had trouble with any of the fillings I've had done there. Plus, finding another dentist that I can actually get to is a daunting notion. I'm really extremely limited in where I can go, even more so when Delia's with me. I can get to central campus and the area immediately around it. I can get to the hospital/medical center. I can get to downtown. None of these are areas where many dentists practice.
Monday evening, we had our parent teacher conference. There weren't any surprises. Delia's doing well academically and follows the rules carefully. Delia's teacher seemed to think that Delia is likely to win the student council election that they're having today. I hope she's right. Delia would do a good job.
While we were at the conference, Delia stayed with the family of a girl in her class whose family lives close by. Delia and that girl used to play together a lot, but that stopped some time last year. The girl started saying no to all invitations, so we stopped issuing them. (Delia wouldn't go over there because she was scared of their dog.) Then Delia started playing with the girl's younger sister who's almost four. Delia really likes playing with younger kids. She seems to be good with them.
At any rate, since there was no school on Tuesday (for election day), the other family invited Delia to spend the night, issuing the invitation when they dropped her off after the conference. At first, she seemed to really want to go. She packed her clothes and her toothbrush and picked out stuffed animals to take. Then, when we were about to put on our coats to walk her over, she burst into tears. She wanted desperately to go but wanted equally desperately to stay home. She said she couldn't sleep away from me, that it would be too scary. She's been unwilling to spend a night away from us for months now. I don't know what to do about it.
She ended up spending Monday night at home and going over to visit the other family in the late morning. She stayed there most of the day and had a grand time. The other mother was also hosting two other kids whose parents had classes or work all day, so she had a full house.
After I dropped Delia off, I went to vote. I just missed the bus I was going to take, so I decided to walk. I usually take the bus there and walk back, but it was a nice day, so I thought I'd try walking. Standing at the bus stop for half an hour, waiting for the next bus didn't appeal to me. I managed the walk both ways. It used up more spoons than I'd probably have dared if I'd had Delia with me, but I knew I'd be able to lie down when I got home.
The most important part of the election was the school board (the city council candidate was running unopposed). I'd actually researched the candidates a bit. There were two I absolutely didn't want to see on the school board, one who had some positions I agreed with and some I didn't, and three I thought would be all right. Fortunately, the two who won were people I thought would be okay.
Last night, Delia had her first session of rock climbing. Her school's gym teacher has a small grant to let a few kids at a time take rock climbing lessons, and he offered Delia a spot. We jumped at the chance. There will be five sessions total, each lasting an hour and a half. I wasn't going to go with her to the session, but she begged me to, so I did. Scott and I spent most of the session sitting around, waiting. The kids weren't anywhere where we could watch what they were doing.
Next time, we'll probably leave and come back. Scott says there's a Meier's in the area. We could use that time for Christmas shopping. Time together without Delia will be at a premium this year, given that we can't ship her off to her grandparents over night.
I'm dithering over Yuletide. I really want to do it, but things have started so late this year that there probably won't even be a month for writing. If I match well and get a request that clicks, I can certainly manage a story in the time that there will be. If I struggle, however, I might end up defaulting. I really don't want to do that. I think I'd have a hard time forgiving myself for doing it. Right now, I'm waiting to see when things actually start. I know what fandoms I'm going to nominate. I may wait to see the list of available fandoms before I decide for sure about signing up. I need to see a few fandoms I can safely offer.
Anybody else considering Yuletide?
In the afternoon, at 4:30, Delia had a basketball game. Her team won. The gym was unpleasantly warm. I found myself wishing I'd changed out of the warm clothes I'd put on for the soccer game. I understand basketball less well than I understand soccer, so I spend most of these games wondering why the referees are doing what they're doing.
There wasn't much to Sunday. I can't remember anything we actually did. We must have filled the time somehow.
Monday, I took Delia back to the dentist to have her filling replaced. I got her from school at 11:45, pulling her out of music. I had to go down to her classroom as she and the teacher had both forgotten she was leaving early. On the way to the bus stop, Delia was practically in tears over the fact that I was making her leave school. We got the bus to campus and went to lunch at the Brown Jug. Delia likes their pancakes and considers going there a treat. After lunch, we bought bubble tea but didn't drink it. We saved it for after we got home.
The actual filling wasn't too traumatic. Delia cried over having the shot and gripped both of my hands pretty tightly. The dentist fit us in early because the person before us didn't show up.
Scott's concerned that Delia losing fillings (two in two years) is a sign that our dentist isn't very good. I don't know. I haven't had trouble with any of the fillings I've had done there. Plus, finding another dentist that I can actually get to is a daunting notion. I'm really extremely limited in where I can go, even more so when Delia's with me. I can get to central campus and the area immediately around it. I can get to the hospital/medical center. I can get to downtown. None of these are areas where many dentists practice.
Monday evening, we had our parent teacher conference. There weren't any surprises. Delia's doing well academically and follows the rules carefully. Delia's teacher seemed to think that Delia is likely to win the student council election that they're having today. I hope she's right. Delia would do a good job.
While we were at the conference, Delia stayed with the family of a girl in her class whose family lives close by. Delia and that girl used to play together a lot, but that stopped some time last year. The girl started saying no to all invitations, so we stopped issuing them. (Delia wouldn't go over there because she was scared of their dog.) Then Delia started playing with the girl's younger sister who's almost four. Delia really likes playing with younger kids. She seems to be good with them.
At any rate, since there was no school on Tuesday (for election day), the other family invited Delia to spend the night, issuing the invitation when they dropped her off after the conference. At first, she seemed to really want to go. She packed her clothes and her toothbrush and picked out stuffed animals to take. Then, when we were about to put on our coats to walk her over, she burst into tears. She wanted desperately to go but wanted equally desperately to stay home. She said she couldn't sleep away from me, that it would be too scary. She's been unwilling to spend a night away from us for months now. I don't know what to do about it.
She ended up spending Monday night at home and going over to visit the other family in the late morning. She stayed there most of the day and had a grand time. The other mother was also hosting two other kids whose parents had classes or work all day, so she had a full house.
After I dropped Delia off, I went to vote. I just missed the bus I was going to take, so I decided to walk. I usually take the bus there and walk back, but it was a nice day, so I thought I'd try walking. Standing at the bus stop for half an hour, waiting for the next bus didn't appeal to me. I managed the walk both ways. It used up more spoons than I'd probably have dared if I'd had Delia with me, but I knew I'd be able to lie down when I got home.
The most important part of the election was the school board (the city council candidate was running unopposed). I'd actually researched the candidates a bit. There were two I absolutely didn't want to see on the school board, one who had some positions I agreed with and some I didn't, and three I thought would be all right. Fortunately, the two who won were people I thought would be okay.
Last night, Delia had her first session of rock climbing. Her school's gym teacher has a small grant to let a few kids at a time take rock climbing lessons, and he offered Delia a spot. We jumped at the chance. There will be five sessions total, each lasting an hour and a half. I wasn't going to go with her to the session, but she begged me to, so I did. Scott and I spent most of the session sitting around, waiting. The kids weren't anywhere where we could watch what they were doing.
Next time, we'll probably leave and come back. Scott says there's a Meier's in the area. We could use that time for Christmas shopping. Time together without Delia will be at a premium this year, given that we can't ship her off to her grandparents over night.
I'm dithering over Yuletide. I really want to do it, but things have started so late this year that there probably won't even be a month for writing. If I match well and get a request that clicks, I can certainly manage a story in the time that there will be. If I struggle, however, I might end up defaulting. I really don't want to do that. I think I'd have a hard time forgiving myself for doing it. Right now, I'm waiting to see when things actually start. I know what fandoms I'm going to nominate. I may wait to see the list of available fandoms before I decide for sure about signing up. I need to see a few fandoms I can safely offer.
Anybody else considering Yuletide?
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