How I spent my Spring vacation
Bookworm on Apr 09 2008 at 9:12 pm | Filed under: Uncategorized
A few random observations from Spring break:
My mother-in-law knew that she was in a house with kids when all of the following happened within a one hour time span: the dog, understanding that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, when called from one side of the kitchen table to the other, leaped on the table and walked across it (thereby avoiding having to weave through chair legs); my daughter, after having caught the milk once, managed to spill it on her second try; and my son, trying to get his shoes out of the car, triggered the horn alarm on the remote control key. When I finally caught up with him, I found a very shaken 8-year old sitting in the car. His words, and I quote: “I had no idea what was happening. That scared the Hell out of me!”
If you never horseback ride, it’s amazing how sore just an hour and a half on a horse can make you.
I think my husband must have been very resistant to bedtime as a kid. I get the kids to bed effortlessly especially when, as tonight, they are very, very tired. It’s my husband who prolongs bedtime, talking to them endlessly while they try to fall asleep.
I hate the ER in Santa Barbara — and that’s despite the fact that the people who work there are really nice and competent. Two years ago at this time, my son went into the ER where he was diagnosed with pneumonia, triggering a three day hospital stay. Yesterday, we were at the ER again, since it looked as if my daughter had broken her arm skateboarding. They sent us home, because the x-ray didn’t show a break. Nevertheless, they still warned us that, if the pain doesn’t ease up, she may have a break in her elbow, where the x-ray doesn’t show the problem until the “fat pad” swells up a bit more. This was not news to me, since I fell down the stairs when I was 9 years old, and sprained my wrist so badly no one paid attention to my elbow. Three days later, I was in a cast, when enough time passed to reveal the elbow break. Sigh….
My husband doesn’t read the paper, especially the obscure bits, as much as I do. He refused to believe I was telling the truth when I told the kids about the Romanian girl who was kept as a slave in a small Italian circus and made to swim with the piranhas.
I need a vacation from my vacation.
Email This Post To A Friend
11 Responses to “How I spent my Spring vacation”
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
“Police rescued two teenage Bulgarian sisters from a circus in southern Italy which forced one of them to swim with flesh-eating piranhas for the amusement of guests, police said.”
This story reveals exactly why I’m a conservative. In the battle of human nature, I believe in the police and the military to keep control on the devil side of human nature, supporting our better angel nature.
“For the amusement of guests”!!! I’d give those bastards “amusement”. Just let me at em. I think I’d start by dropping them into a large latrine and give each of em a teaspoon. They get to leave when the latrine is empty. I’d ask them if, now that they’ve emptied the latrine of its putrid waste, if they’d also taken the opportunity to rid their souls of its putrid wastes as well.
An hour and a half in the saddle? That’s just getting warmed up, LOL. It’s interesting to find out that you can hurt in places you didn’t realize you could.
If you are ever interested in a really “relaxing” ride let me know. Just a short trip from near Mt Whitney to Walker Pass, it’s only 4 days.
Cheers
Wow – that is some mayhem. You DO need a break!
There is no mention of chains or leg irons. Could they not have walked away?
>>If you never horseback ride, it’s amazing how sore just an hour and a half on a horse can make you.>>
I have a son says “what kind of exercise is horseback riding???? the horse does all the work!!”. Needless to say, he doesn’t ride.
Isn’t that weird about riding horses? If you aren’t used to it, it really doesn’t take much to make it miserable after, but if you do it fairly regularly it doesn’t take long to forget… until you’re away for a bit, and ooooh, you’re in trouble now!
I need a vacation from my vacation.
That’s funny, Book.
I have a son says “what kind of exercise is horseback riding???
An animal was not designed to carry you needs your cooperation in order to adjust your center of gravity to the animal’s various walking and running postures. Or in the case of horses, “gaits’.
The specific muscles used to stabilize your body on a horse are the muscles on the inside of your thighs. Unless you tend to do the leg dynamics in Target Focus Training, you’re usually not using the inner thigh muscles to adjust your posture and center of gravity when doing normal daily activities.
Using a muscle past its normal workout load, tends to break those muscles down, thus creating soreness.
Hey, Book.
I hope your daughter is feeling better and that “fat pad” didn’t swell up too much!
To Book and all the wormlets: Happy Passover!
Heh…Ymar! I know. You’re taking coals to Newcastle! I said my son said that. Not I. I’m well aware of the idiocy of his statement – but I’m his mother. Do you _really_ think he’d listen to me? Besides, he’s afraid of horses. Maybe afraid isn’t the right word – he fears not being in complete control. Until you get your body under control while riding, you don’t have the ability to control the horse. So…because he doesn’t want to be not in control, he never learned to ride, hence has no control of either his body or the horse, hence fears riding.
Using muscles creates lactic acid…a by product of the glycolytic cycle, which results in soreness.
I said my son said that. Not I.
That’s who I’m addressing my comment to. The person who said that.