My kid sister (basschica) managed to bathe her Macbook in iced tea Friday. As a result, we’re back at the Apple Store today.
Let me just say that the Genius Bar and the way they handle it is the most awesome support mechanism I’ve ever seen. But the kid just got called up, so I’ll post more later.
In case you haven’t seen it elsewhere already.
Why I Let My 9-Year-Old Ride the Subway Alone.
When I was a kid, say, 8 or 9 years old, there were a rash of “I’ve got candy – get in my car” snatchings. Or at least that must’ve happened at some point. We didn’t have the constant media onslaught but everyone in all the schools were taught not to talk to strangers, not to take candy or puppies or anything else from strangers, and to run and tell an adult if something weird was going on.
Quite frankly, my friends and I (there were quite a few of us in this age group on my block) never got questioned or approached once by an adult who didn’t want to know which way to turn to get to the supermarket, or what the hell road they were on.
And if there was one piece of advice we were much more interested in, it was Avoid Stray Dogs. Because when you’re four foot tall and less than 100 lbs, a stray Laborador is freakin’ huge.
My folks did freak when I missed the bus and walked the five blocks home from the elementary school by myself, but we all lived through it. They freaked because I wasn’t on the bus, more than because I could get kidnapped. I think I was eight, or maybe nine. I had already been allowed to bike up to three blocks from my house — which had been the same house my father grew up in, and he’d biked to the next town over by his early teens.
Even once we moved to the sticks, I biked two miles in one direction or another to see friends, go to the grocery store, etc. and we didn’t have sidewalks (or in many cases shoulders on the road) or helmets or bike lights or anything.
My kid sister (to my knowledge) rarely if ever biked to a friend’s house and rarely if ever walked home from school. Yes, it was partially because we were in the middle of freaking nowhere, but it was also partially because you just don’t let your kids do that had already set in.
I applaud this mother for letting her kid learn and explore his world. He knows she trusts him (he probably also knows the consequences of betraying that trust) and he knows more about his own strengths than a whole lot of kids would otherwise.
This one’s actually from early March, but I’m just now getting a chance to go through some of my old email.
Starting tomorrow, Nighthawk’s on the low-iodine diet for the next two weeks in preparation for a test scan to make sure the thyroid cancer is still gone, which means I took today off to bake. I went almost as crazy as last time although this time it looks like it’s going to be 2 dozen muffins or so, two loaves of white bread, and some home-made tortilla chips. Plus whatever else I kick out in the next few hours. But it’s already 4:30ish and I don’t know how much more I can get done.
Really, we’re quite well-off food-wise this time, and it’s been an easier process than I anticipated considering that I’m doing it all myself by myself. The kitchen doesn’t look too much like a bomb went off and the food’s all edible so far.
Still, I understand now why my grandmothers and their mothers all up the line had to take a full day to bake. This is just enough food for two people. Bread enough for a starving troupe of 3 or 4 kids plus a hungry husband would be insane. Especially without the stand mixer and the silicone bakeware.
Just updated us to the latest WordPress version, and while you won’t likely see anything on the front end (if I did my job right) ho-lee hell has the admin template changed. If you’re having trouble finding things, don’t feel bad, so am I.
On the other hand, most of the changes are very good things, including better management of tags, posts, etc. It’s just getting over the initial WTF that needs to be handled.
Oh, and I’ll probably be messing with things on here quite a bit over the next few weeks — if time allows — so if you have any suggestions or requests, now’s a good time.