October 2006

We probably get that comment half the time we are out and about with our children. I’m just not sure how to interpret the comment. If they were my biological children, I guess they’re saying, “Nice choice of a mate, your genes really work well together.” But what’s the point in telling me I have beautiful children; I had very little to do with it (except maybe the hair styling and Susan picked out the clothes). Maybe I’m not obsessed with beauty enough (although I know they are beautiful). Maybe I’m self-consciously worried the commenters are racist and saying “Your children are so beautiful….for black people” since more often than not it’s a white woman saying it. Perhaps I’m just conscious of the fact that they are adopted and I’m afraid they’re saying, “Well, you lucked out in the adoption lottery.”

I don’t know, but in case you hadn’t guessed by now, it kind of bugs me.  But alas, I just reply, “Thank you,” and move on.

Stepping down.


I’m trying to create a new header for the blog. I really like this font:

on the fly text

But I can’t figure out what it is. Anyone have any clue? Anyone have any other suggestions on a similar font (I like how to Th and Fl stick together)?

In case your thinking, “then how did you paste it in there?” It’s from the dashboard of wordpress and I took a snapshot of the screen. I tried to copy and paste the text into MS Word, but it guessed it was Lucida Grande, which it’s not. I can even copy/paste it into this post:

On The Fly

But the only HTML tag (when I switch to the HTML editor) is H1, which isn’t very useful, now is it. <EDIT> and when I now look at the post, it’s not there. But it’s still on the editor, honest.  If you don’t believe me, highlight the blank area above.

Perhaps if you figure it out for me, I’ll make you a badge that you can put on your blog (right after I make the new header).

We went to our first birthday party this weekend.  What’s the protocol for 4 year-olds birthdays?  We brought the whole family and stayed the entire time (but ate our own food).  As was expected, Estifanos only interacted with the birthday party about half of the time.  It’s pretty clear that 4 year-olds don’t get much out of having their friends at birthday parties, so we’re sticking to our plan of having a family only party for E. next month.

Things I learned this weekend as a (rather new) parent:

  1. Crayons melt at a temperature between 128-147 degrees Fahrenheit.
  2. Southern California Santa Annas can cause enough warmth to heat up a car to that temperature, even in October.  Anyone have suggestions on how to get it out of the door handle hole?
  3. Chuck E. Cheese is not nearly as obnoxious as I thought.  I’m guessing this has a lot to due to my very low expectations going into the party.  It’s a little overpriced and we’re probably not going to go there very often, but I was remembering a lot of annoying animated characters playing bad music and it turns out that Charles’ band has gotten a lot better.  They mostly played cover tunes which sounded identical to the original artists, so it was not nearly as annoying as I expected.
  4. 4 year-olds are scared of the live version of the over-sized mouse.  The whole table freaked out (tears and all) when he came out to wish the birthday girl a happy birthday (good thing we stayed).

Top 5 things categories (because I ended up with too many and couldn’t figure out which ones to delete) I found on the web that I thought you should see:


  • Cool house in the middle of a hill (Hat tip Path to Freedom) – don’t think Susan would let me live in something like this.




Fun with javascript:

  • OK, last one, this is really cool. Go to a web page with a lot of images on the screen (Like here if you can’t think of anywhere). Then copy and paste this into the address bar (these guys showed me how):

javascript:R=0; x1=.1; y1=.05; x2=.25; y2=.24; x3=1.6; y3=.24; x4=300; y4=200; x5=300; y5=200; DI=document.getElementsByTagName(“img”); DIL=DI.length; function A(){for(i=0; i-DIL; i++){DIS=DI[ i ].style; DIS.position=’absolute’; DIS.left=(Math.sin(R*x1+i*x2+x3)*x4+x5)+”px”; DIS.top=(Math.cos(R*y1+i*y2+y3)*y4+y5)+”px”}R++}setInterval(‘A()’,5); void(0);

It was a rough night. Really, it started when we put the kids to bed. Yordie has been having trouble going to sleep for a couple of weeks now.  I don’t know if it’s that she is getting too much sleep at daycare or what, but more nights than not, she’ll cry as soon as you leave the room.  If you stay in the room, she’ll be quiet, but she’ll just play in her crib and not go to sleep.

So, last night was no exception, except that she was keeping up Estifanos, who normally will fall asleep fairly quickly and sleep through anything.  So we just got her out of her crib and let her hang out with us until she was tired.  Which, of course, caused Estifanos to complain that he couldn’t stay up.  After convincing him (again), that he was a big boy and needed to sleep (and switching him from the top to the bottom bunk), the 3 of us settled in to watch Jericho, now half taped on the DRV.  5 minutes later, Estifanos is up, complaining again.  So Susan goes in and lays down with both of them.  30 minutes later, everyone is finally asleep and we can finish the show.

Fast forward to 5:00 am (I think, or maybe it was 3 or 4…hey, wait, that’s a song), anyway, Yordie gets up, which has been happening 2-3 times a week.  I can’t really settle her down, so I put her in our bed and she settles right down into my spot, while I go to the bathroom (while I’m up).  After getting her moved over, I settle in for the rest of my sleep.  Some time later (now I’m sure this was around 5:00, but I’m not sure how long I’ve slept, thus the uncertainty earlier), Estifanos climbs in bed.  While he’s settling down, he states, “I’m hungry”.  Now I’m a good parent and want to fulfill all my child’s needs, but I would really like my last 36 minutes of sleep thankyouverymuch, and thankfully he took, “it’s night time, we’ll get you breakfast in the morning” for an answer.

So now we’ve got 2 kids, 120 pounds of dog (between the two of them) and the two of us in the bed while I try and get my last little bit of sleep.  So I have to ask, “Do they make double-King beds?”

The Google toolbar works for me:
Now you’re thinking, “my webbrowser already has a search engine built into the toolbar; maybe it even searches Google.” Well this is way more than a search bar. There are so many great things about this add-on but here’s my top few:

  • The search engine area guesses what you want as you type (great for people who can’t spell and to add words that might trigger a better search)
  • There’s a spell checker (great for people who can’t spell) which allows you to spell check stuff you write on the web (comments, posts to yahoo groups, etc)
  • The auto link will find addresses on the web page you’re looking at and make them links to maps (no more copy and paste into google maps in a new tab/browser)
  • Highlight search terms – ever do a search, go to a web page, and then are unable to find the information on the web page? This allows you to quickly search the webpage to find the word you used in the search.
  • Warns you when you’re about to go to a phishing site (OK, I’ve never actually used this feature since I’m not stupid enough to follow those links, but in case I have a brain fart, it’s there protecting me in the background)

There’s a bunch of other potentially useful stuff, but that’s about all I use it for. It’s available for Internet explorer or Firefox. It works for me.

Susan pointed out that I have no pictures on here and some college friends asked us to e-mail them some, so I’m killing two requests at once. Here they are in no particular order.

In the pool:
Pool 2

Story time:
Book time
Yordie’s first night home (don’t worry, we have beds for everyone (actually we have one extra) and they get used almost every night:
sleeping kids
Yordie and Nana:
Yordie and Nana
Yes, that’s mom in the back getting squished:
All 3 on the couch
Estifanos and Yordanos helping with the laundry:
This one is kind of old (notice how short Meron’s hair was when she first came home), but I still really like it:
Like father like daughter:
Yordie likes beer
All together:

Next up: Adding an avatar to my profile.  I just need to find the perfect picture…..

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