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Mar. 17th, 2005 09:15 amGot up yesterday morning, *early*, and staggered over to United where I did a couple of circs with a physician there.
It's hard to remember that he's left-handed, and I'm right-handed, and I have to mirror-image everything I'm doing. I didn't, Tuesday, but I did much better on Wednesday when I strove to remember that I can't just automatically mimic what he's doing.
Plus, I managed to take down all the adhesions in the foreskin *before* taking the foreskin down, so go me. I feel fairly proficient with the Mogan clamp, which is a far simpler device than the Gomko and less expensive and more reusable than the Plastibell.
(Bet you didn't know there were all these different ways to rid oneself of that inconvenient foreskin, huh?)
When I was done I trucked over to Riverview Cafe, a *very* neat little cafe down in Longfellow, across from what looks like a splendid second-run theatre and a little greenhouse/garden shop called Mother Earth.
I'm more and more disappointed that living in Longfellow would mean fighting through the downtown area traffic; there are big, gorgeous homes there for reasonable prices, there's lots of cool stuff, and Karen and Naomi live in that area.
And Highland Park is around the corner, just across Lake/Marshall, which means we could leave Roo in his present daycare situation.
Speaking of Naomi-- and Kiera, who deserves mention in her own right, as she so clearly is Her Own Person, and has a very clear idea of the Rules By Which The World Should Work.
Suffice to say, I was immediately charmed by Kiera and impressed by her very clear enunciation of things and her determination to make her wants known. I think she was rather less charmed by me until I turned her hat into a puppet and had it try to eat the flower arrangement on our table.
I was also immediately charmed by naomikritzer, who was extremely gracious, fun to speak with, intelligent and coherent and even mildly incisive. I got to hear some good stories, and I got several good recommendations of places to go to get various ingredients (and will be checking out Costal Seafoods on Monday) for things we haven't been brave enough to try cooking since we left Ohio.
Then it was back across Lake to Marshall to Roo's daycare, where I snagged from from a grateful teacher. (As I walked in, I heard, "Robin, you're supposed to be *lying down* on your cot. Get away from those blocks!")
Roo and I proceeded forth to Rice Paper to meet up with
mrissa. Tofu puffs were wonderful, and the company even more so.
The three of us then proceeded forth to terrorize the animals at Wild Rumpus and then on for ice cream. We found a tapir, and some peach ice cream, and we read Goldilocks and the Three Bears, in which Goldilocks never quite gets what's coming to her.
Robin listened through the story, but then when I asked, halfheartedly, if he might want to take it home, his answer was an emphatic NO. I was relieved.
Then home again home again jiggety jig, and we chopped broccoli (I chopped, Roo perched on a stool and made small stalks of broccoli talk to each other: "Izzis a door? Oh, yeah, zatta door! No! You CAN'T go through zatta door! AAAAAUGH!") and beef and onions and mushrooms.
Then Mike came home and cooked the whole mess for us. He'd rented _Incredibles_, which was probably my favorite Pixar movie so far, and we watched that then put Roo to bed.
I should add here that I had the time to walk but no inclination to do so, and will be making it up today as we truck around the Theodore Wirth park area with the realtor, looking for something suitable.
I really love the Bryn Mawr neighborhood, but would be okay with Golden Valley provided we were within a block of the park, as the school district (Robbinsdale) appears to have a very good school in that area.
I was also thinking that the difference between Zenith Ave (Golden Valley) and Xerxes Ave is a matter of 500 feet.
The realtor mocks me gently by saying that we could 'still say we lived in Minneapolis, we wouldn't have to tell anyone'.
I hope I'm not *that* pretentious.
It's hard to remember that he's left-handed, and I'm right-handed, and I have to mirror-image everything I'm doing. I didn't, Tuesday, but I did much better on Wednesday when I strove to remember that I can't just automatically mimic what he's doing.
Plus, I managed to take down all the adhesions in the foreskin *before* taking the foreskin down, so go me. I feel fairly proficient with the Mogan clamp, which is a far simpler device than the Gomko and less expensive and more reusable than the Plastibell.
(Bet you didn't know there were all these different ways to rid oneself of that inconvenient foreskin, huh?)
When I was done I trucked over to Riverview Cafe, a *very* neat little cafe down in Longfellow, across from what looks like a splendid second-run theatre and a little greenhouse/garden shop called Mother Earth.
I'm more and more disappointed that living in Longfellow would mean fighting through the downtown area traffic; there are big, gorgeous homes there for reasonable prices, there's lots of cool stuff, and Karen and Naomi live in that area.
And Highland Park is around the corner, just across Lake/Marshall, which means we could leave Roo in his present daycare situation.
Speaking of Naomi-- and Kiera, who deserves mention in her own right, as she so clearly is Her Own Person, and has a very clear idea of the Rules By Which The World Should Work.
Suffice to say, I was immediately charmed by Kiera and impressed by her very clear enunciation of things and her determination to make her wants known. I think she was rather less charmed by me until I turned her hat into a puppet and had it try to eat the flower arrangement on our table.
I was also immediately charmed by naomikritzer, who was extremely gracious, fun to speak with, intelligent and coherent and even mildly incisive. I got to hear some good stories, and I got several good recommendations of places to go to get various ingredients (and will be checking out Costal Seafoods on Monday) for things we haven't been brave enough to try cooking since we left Ohio.
Then it was back across Lake to Marshall to Roo's daycare, where I snagged from from a grateful teacher. (As I walked in, I heard, "Robin, you're supposed to be *lying down* on your cot. Get away from those blocks!")
Roo and I proceeded forth to Rice Paper to meet up with
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The three of us then proceeded forth to terrorize the animals at Wild Rumpus and then on for ice cream. We found a tapir, and some peach ice cream, and we read Goldilocks and the Three Bears, in which Goldilocks never quite gets what's coming to her.
Robin listened through the story, but then when I asked, halfheartedly, if he might want to take it home, his answer was an emphatic NO. I was relieved.
Then home again home again jiggety jig, and we chopped broccoli (I chopped, Roo perched on a stool and made small stalks of broccoli talk to each other: "Izzis a door? Oh, yeah, zatta door! No! You CAN'T go through zatta door! AAAAAUGH!") and beef and onions and mushrooms.
Then Mike came home and cooked the whole mess for us. He'd rented _Incredibles_, which was probably my favorite Pixar movie so far, and we watched that then put Roo to bed.
I should add here that I had the time to walk but no inclination to do so, and will be making it up today as we truck around the Theodore Wirth park area with the realtor, looking for something suitable.
I really love the Bryn Mawr neighborhood, but would be okay with Golden Valley provided we were within a block of the park, as the school district (Robbinsdale) appears to have a very good school in that area.
I was also thinking that the difference between Zenith Ave (Golden Valley) and Xerxes Ave is a matter of 500 feet.
The realtor mocks me gently by saying that we could 'still say we lived in Minneapolis, we wouldn't have to tell anyone'.
I hope I'm not *that* pretentious.