Business Trippin'

Rather short update, since there's not much else to blog on lately. Just what goes on during the commas in the "Wake up, work, go home, sleep" routine from the past few days.

We've been playing catch-up on old business since D got her new job and we can afford it. That includes dentist visits, doctor appointments and vet visits. The damage: Mercy has some exotic intestinal parasite, both D and Suzie have Stage 2 Periodontal disease and Clara is a toddler. Only time will fix that last one. Suzie and D both went to the dentist this past week to get their gums scaled. And no, they didn't both go to the same dentist... Mercy has a series of syringes that she has to take by mouth for 5 days. Anyone out there ever try to give a cat medication? Yup, it's kinda like that... My dentist appointment is next week, and the kids' are in December.

We're going to have friends over to the house in the first time in a really long time. Since DeAnn is out on a business trip Wednesday and Thursday, and the house could legally draw funds as a Federal Disaster Area, we decided to get as much done as we could before Wednesday. Floors got scrubbed, carpet got vacuumed and shampooed, laundry got moved through. My back was killing me after, but I do love me the stink of clean. ^_^ I guess D is getting teased a bit at work that I'm not really into sports and do a lot of the cooking and cleaning around the house, while she looks forward to coming home to a hot dinner and a beer, and does the token chore here and there. ;P

In game has been pretty sparse. Keri and I have been leveling BST a little bit lately, and I've been trying to brush up my RDM as a sub for BLM. I've also reached 58 Alchemy, and am at a point where I can level Fishing and Alchemy in tandem for skill-ups and gil for the next 10 levels or so.

Lastly, I found out that one of my all-time favorite shows, The Red Green Show, was cancelled in 2006. Before you laugh too hard at it taking me over two years to find out and ask if I've been living in a cave all this time, remember that I have been living in Texas... >.> And this is a Canadian comedy show. The Texas part alone is bad enough. I was pretty bummed out when I read about it - that was one the best shows to hit the airwaves. I went on the Internet to YouTube to watch a few skits and mourn the loss. D looked at me like I was from the moon, but she's from Mexico, so I didn't expect her to understand. LOL I wonder if they have any boxed sets...

I am HERO!

If you couldn't tell from all my ranting this past year, Clara has grown into quite a free-spirited and adventurous kiddo. She's a diva. Things are her way or she's not going to have it. She's also not afraid of anything. She's the most rough and tumble toddler I've ever seen. In particular, she LOVES heights. She'll unflinchingly scale some piece of furniture or climb some stairs and jump off! I have a sneaking suspicion she's gonna be into sky-diving...

She also, like most little kids, finds a video to latch onto and watch over and over and over again. Lately, she's been watching a Veggie Tales tape featuring a recurring character named LarryBoy. Think Batman meets Superman meets a bad acid trip at the produce isle of the supermarket. Before the hero LarryBoy jumps into action, he says "I am that hero!" Clara has shortened this to "I AM HERO!" At the top of her lungs. Each and every time. And she's made this her rallying cry before doing something adventurous.

While we're talking about jumping... I woke up this past Sunday morning to Clara yelling "I AM HERO!" at full volume. Followed by a very loud, dresser-shaking thud. I did my fatherly duty and poked D to go see what was up. Unfortunately, as I was realizing she was dead to the world, I hear her yell again "I AM HERO!!!" and another even louder thud. I got up and got to her room just in time to look in on her about to do it again. She had scaled the walls of her crib and perched herself at the foot of her bed. Steadying herself by putting her butt in the corner and straddling the corner of the crib with both feet, she pulled herself up, put both hands in the air and yelled "I AM HEEEEROOOOO!!!" before launching herself from the top floor of her crib onto the pile of blankets on her mattress below.

I opened her door and just stared at her. Knowing she was doing something she probably shouldn't have been doing, she gave me her best "I'm cute" face. -.- I stood my ground, though, told her that was a no-no and got her changed and tossed her to her sleeping mother. :D I joked with her later that I think Veggie Tales are a bad influence on her, reminding her that when Colin Power-Rangered himself head-first off a piece of playground equipment, he was permanently banned from watching it ever again.

The way she is, I know she's going to end up in the hospital. Probably more than once. I just hope our insurance is as good then as it is now.