So we all went together to vote on Monday to LVM school just down the street from our house (nice and convenient). When we got into the gym where the voting booths were, Eric asked with concern, “Where’s John McCain”? Not sure why he picked McCain and not Obama - we don’t usually see too many commercials, thanks to the DVR, so it was probably because John McCain and his supporters relentlessly called our house for the last few weeks. Regardless, it was such a cute expectation that the candidates would be there.
Why do the people who make products make it so difficult for us to be & stay healthy? It’s our cosmetics, then it’s our plastics and canned goods, then it’s cookware (more cookware information), then it’s flame retardant chemicals in our pjs, our furniture, our mattresses etc! I long for the day when we can be confident that the things we are buying are not going to increase our risk of cancer or some other devastating illness; when I don’t have to do a couple hours of research to find a simple product, like a sippy cup or a pair of pjs for my kids!
I know I haven’t been keeping up with posts on Kendra’s latest doings. I need about 4 more hours in each day (mostly for getting more sleep). Last night, we had our first real family dinner where Kendra ate basically what we were eating. I don’t know why, but it seems like a big milestone. She had plain tilapia (the rest of us had breaded) and sweet potatoes. The rest of us also had green beans, which I guess I could have pureed in my Bullet, but I didn’t think to do so. I don’t know if it was because she was really hungry or that she really like it, but she devoured the fish!
We were driving on the interstate the other day, and there was a car going 55 MPH, so I changed lanes and sped up and passed it. Eric asked me, “Mommy, are you going fast enough to earn a ticket?” The play on words makes the whole prospect of being pulled over, not seem so scary! I wonder what the officer would have to say, if I asked him/her if I was going fast enough to earn a ticket?!?
Eric’s preschool (Monona Grove Nursery School) had a 50th Anniversary party that we attended, and not to be outdone by his Great Grandpa Phil (who can often be seen in local newspaper articles in Watertown for his volunteer work), Eric (& I) ended up in the Monona newspaper, The Herald Independent, in an article about the celebration!

The full text of the article can be found on The Herald Independent website.
You know, the kind where you think about ways to totally change your day-to-day routine? I had one of those days today.
I found myself thinking about those people you hear about who drop everything, give up their worldly possessions and move to some exotic tropical location, and become beach bums.
Man…. wouldn’t it be nice to be a beach bum? Everything about being a beach bum sounds really good right now… except for the hurricanes. We could probably get some money for our possessions (except the house in this market), throw it into some sort of account that won’t bottom out and move to a place where the cost of living is a fraction of Madison. We could probably get by for a few years on it….
*SNAP*
Back to reality…. I’ll slug along with the rest of the middle class, hoping to retire sometime in the future with enough money to be able to afford an apartment, eat more than generic oatmeal and have some well educated kids to lean on when I run short on cash.
This afternoon I broke a little bone in my foot. How you ask? Well, nothing exciting like wake-boarding or mountain biking or competing in the ironman competition… oh no, it was speed garage cleaning in completely the wrong shoes! ;b
Curt had been working on the garage and called me out to tell me what his “piles” all were before he and Eric headed off to the park. I had slipped on some wooden clog-style sandals to go look. After he left, I put Kendra in her exersaucer outside, so I could finish up a few more things, completely forgetting about what shoes I had on. :/ Well, she started to melt down, and I just had a few things left to get done, so I started rushing. Taking the last shelving unit (which was very light plastic) out to the curb, I turned my foot over and heard a snap. The strap across my foot must have cracked the bone above my little toe. It hurt pretty bad and turned a light shade of black & blue instantly.
I was hoping maybe I just sprained something, but alas, it’s broke. Fortunately, it’s still lined up and doesn’t appear to be serious at all, but the recovery time could be 6 - 8 weeks or more! :/ The cavalry of grandmas are coming each day next week, and then I’ll play it by ear. Supposedly it’s going to take longer than a regular break to heal, but I hope it heals faster than they think. I’m going to see the specialist on Thursday, so I’m optimistic he’ll have better news for me.
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In a previous post, I stated that the cost per mile for the scooter was $0.08. My math (actually, the program I use) was wrong! The cost is actually $0.04 per mile. Here is how it stacks up to our cars.
Truck: $0.17 per mile (including maint)
Van: $0.19 per mile (including maint)
I drive 14 miles a day to work (7 miles one way). That is $2.38 a day in the truck vs. $.56 per day on the scooter.
That only covers gas and maintenance.


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