A Cut Below the Rest

For our children, school started exactly one week ago. That involved, among other things, trips to buy school supplies, registration at three different schools with schedule pick up, meeting teachers, dropping off the elementary supplies (all 8lbs of it for one child and one school), and back-to-school haircuts. The latter is where things went horribly wrong...



It all started innocently enough. Wanting to save some time and money, I decided the boys just needed their shaggy hair "trimmed." I could do that. Parker was first. No problems. Except in this photo, his eyes are closed and he insisted on syling his hair himself.



Gil was next...his hair was longer. I could try and get into all of the technical issues of his "trim", but I don't entirely understand them myself. Basically, round one left him with what my children call a "chilibowl." Which I guess is not desirable. I tried to blend it in during rounds two and three, which were all unsuccessful. At this point it was obvious what would have to happen. Take it all off with the number four. This is the result.



In his defense, he was good-natured and sweet about the entire situation. We told him how handsome he looked, and how it brought out his eyes. However, after it was all done and the hair had settled, what was left of it, the reality of what he was going to have to face the next day sunk in...attending his first day of high school virtually bald. There was weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth. Gil's response basically says it all, "Mom, no offense, but I never want you to touch my hair again." I don't blame him.

iCrazy

I'm embarrassed to admit that I stood in line with thousands of others, yesterday, in search of the iPhone. It started innocently enough. Without getting into too much detail, I tried to find an iPhone over a month ago and was told they were completely sold out and that I would have to wait until the release of the 3G. Because my finger is not on the pulse of the Technology World, I didn't even know that Apple was releasing a new iPhone on July, 11th.

Fast forward to July, 11th. After going to the gym, Cris and I made our way to the AT&T store in our hometown. iPhones sold out. I called our apple store at the local mall and was told they had some. Made a trip to the mall and there we embarked on a 3+ hour wait.

This is not our mall, but the scene was very similar. While waiting for over three hours, there isn't much to do, but tag team each other while browsing the sales in the various stores, eat the free candy and smartwater apple was handing to the crowd, and talk to the people in line. Cris and I were in line with some black-haired, pierced techno-types...very nice,very smart, younger than either one of us. Now, before any of you say it, I realize most people are more techno-savvy than I. However, after engaging in lengthy conversation with our line friends, I now know I am the Techno Village Idiot. I started to wonder if I was worthy of this type of technology...worthy of the iPhone.

We made it through the line and I did a little dance as my foot actually crossed the tile line into the store. Apple streamlined the process as well as can be expected. I received my phone, transferred my cell number, synced it with my iTunes account and I was out of there.

I immediately started exploring my new phone. Love it. As amazing as this little device is...it doesn't take long to realize that it was made for the "village idiot"...haven't had to crack the instruction manual. If apple can make a phone that satisfies both the tech-genius and the tech-challenged perhaps there is hope for world peace.

The Prodigal Blogger

After, losing our password, new email address, and user name, what was lost has been found. Although I still feel a bit overwhelmed about the idea of blogging, I can't get too overwhelmed about posting once every 4 months...pretty pathetic. Let's see if finding these important pieces of info brings about permanent change.

I guess I should start by giving a quick Warner update. After a few sets of plans, several bids and much frustration, no pool is being built this summer for the Warner fam. We opted to go to Walmart and purchase a $30 pool that has been strategically placed below the slide of our swing set. The children have fun setting up the hose to run down the slide, making their own mini water park. No news about when or if the bigger pool will be built. So, for all of you who were planning on coming out to swim...sorry.

Cris' business is still not making any money, yet. We are optimistic, but the process is painfully slow. Gil had a blast at Scout camp. His favorite part was going down some category III rapids in a kayak. Abby is enjoying swim lessons. Parker still talks about how much fun he had at opera camp. Claire loves having the older ones around more and is begging to go to school. I of course, love having everyone around and wish the summer would last longer.

OK...this sounded way too much like a Christmas letter, but since I never send Christmas letters I don't feel that bad.

Too Much Information

I was going to wait and post the results of Parker's soccer game, the outcome of Gil's nightmare robot project (don't get me started), and gush about our spring break plans. However, I just couldn't wait.

This morning I found myself on whitepages.com looking up addresses for some thank you notes I was writing. I typed dad's first and last name and found this http://www.whitepages.com/search/FindPerson?extra_listing=mixed&form_mode=opt_b&post_back=1&firstname_begins_with=1&firstname=Douglas&name=Workman&street=&city_zip=&state_id=AZ&localtime=survey
At first I was pretty amused because based on this listing, it appears that he is not married to mom, but to himself. Actually, someone who didn't know him would think he was married to another man. Then I noticed that the age of dad and dad is listed. So much for keeping ages from the pages of a resume.

I'm sure this is old news to all of you techies out there. However, I feel I'm starting to close the gap...first a blog...then whitepages.com...the world of cyberspace is my oyster.

Parker's Musings

I feel like I have been dragged into the world of blogging. I will confess, I am a reluctant blogger and although I am the oldest child in my family, I am the last to join with my blogging siblings. Here goes...

Actually, I have again been inspired by my 7 year old son, Parker's, writings. Yesterday, before reading the Dr. Seuss book, "Oh the Places You'll Go!" Parker and his classmates made a few lists. I have included Parker's funniest.

Important People in Your Life
1. Family
2. Friends
3. Cousins
4. Teachers
5. Jesus
6. Santa Clause(at least Jesus beat Santa)

Things You Would Like to Learn
1. Spanish
2. "Portagise"
3. "Germin"
4. "Gapineas" (Japanese)
5. Back Flip
6. Super Powers