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I was talking to my friend the other day who’s husband is away on a ship about her car troubles and she told me about ‘deployment curse’. I have never heard of the term before but I can tell you first hand it’s 100% true and any military wife will agree. In fact any wife period will agree. If things can go wrong, they will go wrong while your husband is away.
Jason often travels for work and our garage door, which never fails otherwise always stops working as soon as he boards the plane. It is annoying and inconvinient but I can totally fix it. Except I don’t know where he keeps the WD40 and I always end up pouring olive oil in the railings to close the door in the morning so we can leave the house. Honestly I should just buy my own stash of WD40. Or a new house.
But this morning Murphy took the law to a whole new level. I was woken up by a loud and piercing sound of the alarm. I hit the snooze button but the sound was still there. It was like the smoke alarm that annoys you when you burn the toast only hundred times worse. I stumbled downstairs, following the noise and discovered it is coming from our Carbon monoxide detector. The thoughts that went through my head were utterly unreasonable: it must be the battery. But why is it plugged in the wall if it runs on battery? Check the C0 level: 0. Why is it still beeping? Check the stove: nope, gas is not on. Are the dogs farting and setting it off? Do we have gas anywhere else? OK, unplug it and check the instructions. And as I did that the alarm went bananas! I am convinced that we woke up our entire neighborhood plus some households in Canada too. I didn’t even know a small thing like that could make so much noise. Like a baby!
Julian came down running and demanded we evacuate. His exact words were: Mom let’s go, Forest BC says we must leave the house immediately and call 911. I thought Forest said life was like a box of chocolates but Julian was adamant so I decided to trust him and Gump. We grabbed our jackets and went outside and I called 911. I told her our address and that our alarm won’t quit and she told me to leave the house immediately as she has dispatched the fire department already. I gathered the dogs and we waited outside our house for the fire engine to arrive.
Perhaps it was too early or too dark or it’s a uniform thing but I swear Fire Department send me the most handsome firemen. Which would have been fantastic if it wasn’t for my dreadful hair, unbrushed teeth and stripey Christmas pajamas. Not to mention that I disturbed their morning coffee by calling them to rescue a dead battery out of my Carbon Monoxide alarm. They gave me the all clear and although I couldn’t stop apologizing they assured me we did the right thing. We got back inside and even managed to get to school in time. Maybe we should do fire drills every morning, it really was the fastest we ever got ready for school.
I was very proud of Julian, how calm and reasonable he stayed and how he followed the evacuation drill just as he practiced with daddy many times before. It truly makes a difference between life and death if our kids are prepared. Also special thanks to Victoria BC radio station that we listen to in the car; turns out it is the Fortis BC commercial about what to do in case of gas leak that taught my son what to do. Who knew?
Yesterday I got a call from Julian’s school requesting to pick him up because he is running high fever.
I rushed from the farm and as I entered the nurse’s office my poor boy looked miserable. I could tell he was hurting. As we drove home I suggested we get comfy, make a cup of tea and watch some StarWars. He said ‘no thanks’. Clearly he was very sick!
Once home he started crying and whining and feeling really sorry for himself. I could see the man flu coming! It was now or never, it was my duty as a woman to stop the circle of self pity over a germ attack. I sat down and explained to my sweet 7 year old son that when one is unwell he must find ways to beat the sickness. To fight it, to listen to the people who can help him and to listen to his body. I told him that fever is good and means that his body is working overtime. We talked about the army of blood cells fighting against the bad virus inside of him right now and that it is his duty as a leader to give them all the support by resting and drinking fluids. He calmed down and fell asleep.
Over the afternoon Julian threw up often, battled high fever and caught loads. But through it all he was kind and polite, thanking me for everything I did, asking if he can help me clean up after him, offering to go back to bed so I can finish making dinner for the rest of us. He continues to be beyond wonderful this morning and is feeling much better.
I cannot believe that I managed to nip the man flu symptoms in a bud. Researchers have found that a positive attitude with a general attitude of vigor is associated with less severe symptoms of flu and cold*. I just wish other men would follow suit. In the mean time all girls 10 and bellow who one day might be my son’s chosen one: YOU ARE WELCOME!
* Turner, R.B. The common cold. In: Mandell, G.L., Bennett, J.E., Dolin, R., eds. Principles and Practice of Infectious Diseases. 7th ed. Philadelphia, PA: Elsevier Churchill Livingstone; 2009: Chap 53.
You know those people that do their research before buying something? The ones that walk into the car dealership with print outs of all the models and ask the salesman about how many screws hold the engine on the lefthand side and after test driving it return four more weekends in the row before finally deciding to just get a season pass to the railway instead? That’s my son!
He doesn’t randomly ask for things or sees something in the story only to demand it immediately. NO, no, NO! He will first form an interest, fueled by dedication to the particular hobby or topic or thing. He will then research it inside out. After he is convinced this interest is here to stay he will decide what he needs to be able to incorporate it into his play or everyday life.
Take Star Wars for example. He recently showed great interest in the saga so we decided to watch the movies together as a family. It all started with him playing with our neighbor’s son who introduced him to it. Then he asked for a small LEGO set to be able to build and has since chosen some more now that he has seen the movies. But they are not just random sets, he maticiously reads the catalogues and watches You Tube videos to determine which sets will give him the best value for money and the most playability. Honestly, I am not making this up!
Unlucky for us most of these videos are old and mention sets that have since been discontinued and can only be bought as collectibles. Fair warning to Santa: he has his eyes on a box of LEGO’s that is topping $800 mark on Ebay at the moment. Better get those elves to work double shift as Chippendales of something…
Anyways the other week we were all relaxing after a hike with our feet up and Julian declared he will go upstairs and review his LEGO set. I did’t even realize what he meant until he returned downstair a few minutes later, handed me his iPod and asked me to post this on You Tube please:
Beside his sniffles and my not so white carpet I believe this is a masterpiece
Speaking of reviews in the coming weeks I will be featuring my top picks for Christmas gifts this year. Over the years I have met some incredible, passionate, innovative businesses and decided to tell you all about them. Stay tuned!