The Joys of a Working Partner

After staring at the computer for hours on end today trying to write 4 IEP's, I will admit that my creativity and enthusiasm for typing something witty is at an all time low. I do apologize. I've found that the months of October and November have decided to present a challenge to me in terms of how many IEP's I can write, how many meetings I can attend, and how many new preschoolers I can take on before hitting my breaking point. Thank goodness mom is coming to visit to give me a little break. I plan on getting enough "mom hugs" to last me until at least April:-) As I've been hitting the computer hard this week, Joe has started a new job at Blockbuster. He finally gave into searching for any job to fill his time (and our bank account) and was hired as an assistant manager at Blockbuster. Right now he's in training and comes home every night with some kind of random story from the day as well as lots of frustration. It wasn't long before he was on-line looking for graduate programs. This week has also been an adjustment in that Joe is no longer home to cook which leaves the question every night of "what are we going to have for dinner." My enthusiasm for cooking after a long day (okay who are we kidding, my enthusiasm for cooking in general) is always lacking and although I could be perfectly content with my eggs and toast or bowl of cereal, those foods aren't consider a meal in the world of boys and so we are back to trying to alternate cooking, dishes, etc. As I stand putting dishes in the dishwasher for what feels like the hundreth time that week, I can't help but close my eyes and wish for the kitchen fairy to come and relieve me from all things domestic....... Joe was off on Saturday so we decided to venture down to the international district to hit up the big asian market that sits at its center. There is any kind of ingredient for asian cooking that your stomach could desire so we filled our basket with goodies for cooking Pad Thai along with some other sauces and spices. Of course now just sits the question of who is going to cook it?

In Search of the Laid Back Attitude

As the weeks progress and I find myself inundated with an overwhelming amount of work, I find myself asking "Where's the west coast laid back attitude that I've heard so much about?" It certainly doesn't exist in the education environment with everyone arriving early and staying late constantly in motion of trying to take care of everything. I found out early on that the majority of Speech Therapists all share the common trait of Type A personality to which I too join that group so there is no solace of laid back attitude at our monthly meetings. So where does this laid back attitude exist? Suprisingly enough I found it with a trip to the dentist. The dentist-I know! For those of you that are aware of my fear of sitting in the chair with the bright light shining at me and latex gloves checking out every crevix of my mouth only to hear that I again will be hearing the sound of a drill and another silver coloring will be added to my mouth should be just as surprised as I was. I found myself sitting in the leaned back chair Saturday morning with different people poking and prodding in my mouth, yelling out numbers to be recorded, and saying words that I know do not exist in Webster's Dictionary. The numbers; referring to the state of my gums around each tooth, were what I had heard in the past but the reaction to which was very different. A previous visit to the dentist had them upset with my "4" as a person my age should not be experiencing something that high, etc. Here the hygienist didn't even flinch when she said 4 outloud and instead said that it was not big deal and they only really get concerned with "5." Well I reached that magic number too and still-very mellow reaction and a mild scolding to floss more. When the dentist walked into the room I was waiting for my fate to be handed to me, already hearing the drilling of the needle, my arm hairs beginning to raise. But what she informed me of was something minor and I had a choice of how to proceed. A choice! Yes I was given a choice of how invasive the next procedure was going to be. Where was this all those times when I would work myself up and almost be in tears of what I was told was going to happen next? Not only did I have a choice but I could have it taken care of "whenever was convenient." What-you mean they work around my schedule? I walked out with my little plastic bag filled with floss and a new toothbrush and felt relaxed and laid back after a trip to the dentist-not tense and scared for the life of my teeth like previous experiences had given me. So although I continue to search for the prominient showing of the west coast attitude, I can sleep soundly knowing that my first encounter came in the least expected (and one of the most feared) places-the dentist office.

Loving the Fall Weather

I am loving the fall weather! Yes the leaves are changing and there's that crispness to the air that is very reminiscent of fall. I will admit to not taking too much notice of the leaves since there are limited trees in my immediate environment. On my drives to and from work I find my focus much more on not getting rear ended by the person behind me or checking my blind spot at least 3 times before merging in all the traffic. But I digress......
I was able to attend a conference in downtown Seattle (right by the Space Needle) presented by one of the gurus of Speech Therapy. It was a great breakup to my week and I got to meet some really nice therapists. My walk to the bus stop found me stumbling upon the Seattle famous "Top Pot" doughnut cafe featured on the food network. Since I was right there I had to go in and get a tea just to say I've been inside. Looks just like it did on TV. Of course my bus riding adventures continue as I still insist that I have a sign around me that says "talk to me." A nice older man sat down and introduced himself and starting talking to me and comparing Seattle to Texas. I admit to listening less to what he was saying and being more conscious to how bad his breath smelled! I gave a sigh of relief when he got off much earlier than my stop.
This weekend found me in neighboring Kirkland for drinks and dinner with 2 fellow therapists that are newbies to the district. There's nothing like talking through your frustrations with a glass of wine and good company! I explored yet another shopping mecca-this time south of the city. Another area to feed the shopping habit. I happend to be just a sidekick and second opinion for couch shopping with a friend and a little browsing on my part. I feel like I should be given a pin for 90 days "no purchases" for the willpower I present in shopping situations! We headed to the market today for another taste of homemade pasta (I feel like Grandpa would be proud with my sudden interest in Pasta:-) and this time sampled "Spice Thai Linguini." Not your typical Italian meal but they give you a recipe and chicken is involved so it must be good! I sit here with a mountain of paperwork staring me in the face for the week but all I can think about it snuggling up to the fire with a nice cup of tea. Work can wait for one more day.....

Seattle Music Scene

This weekend Joe and I got a little glimpse into the Seattle musice scene. We traveled to Ballard-an area just north of the city that sits along the canal connecting Lake Union with the Puget Sound. The area itself is older with a feel that can best be described as Manyunk meets Shadyside. We found ourselves walking along the streets with big buildings that seemed once to serve as warehouses and now house boutiques, wine bars, and restaurants. The event was called "Reverbfest" which brought together 60 local musicians to perform in 9 different venues along two streets. We paid a $10 cover and were given a bracelet to wear allowing us access to any venue of our choosing. We first found ourselves outside a building boasting the name "The Tractor" with music spilling onto the streets. Curious we walked inside only to be met by a girl singing with some major chops. She could have been straight out of the Lilith Fair and I quickly became a fan. Joe tolerated her well and after her set, we wandered further down the street to feed our musical tastes. We instead decided to feed our stomachs as Joe saw a sign featuring Oktober Fest at Peoples Pub. After Joe's stomach was filled with what he swears was the best sausage ever, we continued our music quest. Shows lasted between 30 minutes to an hour and were held in coffee shops, bars, and small concert places. We got to see 5 different places each featuring a different genre of music. It was interesting to see the variety of people it attracted and hear the different sounds from the area. I've read so many times how Seattle is such a big music hub. For a girl that loves indie folk and is always looking for the next up and coming act, this was a perfect way to spend a Saturday night. We topped the weekend off with dinner at the oldest sushi restaurant in the city (1908) in the company of Charlie and Jim. With our stomachs well fed and some new music to add to the IPod, another week begins........