Really tall

We have been fiddling with using different cushions to combat a pressure sore that keeps developing on a certain spot on Wheeler's rump area.  Bascially, we rotate between a Supracor Stimulite

and a Roho

I got him dressed in bed, got him in the sling, put the Roho cushion down on the seat of the chair and put him in the chair.  Immediately, we knew something was off because he was sitting really high up - so far up that we couldn't even swing the chin control around past his shoulder.  I leaned him back using the attendant controls on the back, and we managed to get him leaned back to I could try to arrange him to get the height issue resolved.

But every time I sat him up, he was still really tall sitting up.  His feet literally dangled above the foot plate, he was that high up.  The only thing we could figure out is that Uncle Air Force must have pumped up the Roho (we had discussed pumping it up) and he must have seriously overinflated it.

Then I suddenly realized.

I neglected to take the Stimulite cushion off BEFORE I put the Roho on.  He was sitting on TWO cushions.  (insert drum ba bump bump here).  I am an idiot.

Really good ideas

I cannot tell from year to year how old Offspring is in his school pictures.  He has been basically the same size, or very close in size, for 5+ years, so its really difficult to pin down what school year his photos come from.  As a result, I have a drawer full of photos that I can't date.  Today is picture date.  I devised a scheme that would be very handy: write on his shirt "I am 11 years old and in 6th grade".  Brilliant, doncha think?

One of the worst feelings is when you go to put wet clothes in the dryer, only to find a full load of dry clothes that you neglected to take out and fold when they were done.  Hate that!  Happened to me last night.  Bah humbug.  Meant I had to fold up 4 loads of laundry instead of 3.

Yesterday Offspring got a big glass out of the cupboard and filled it to the tippy top with milk.  I noted to him, belatedly, that just because a glass is a certain size does not compel him to fill it to the top of the glass.  He turned and said "But mom, I'm a thirsty guy!".  Who can argue with that eh?  And damned if he didn't drink it all.  But probably only because I told him he better and I gave him the mommy death stare.  Otherwise I know half or more of it would have been leftover and I would have had to find a place for it in our overstuffed fridge.

Wheeler got me these, aren't they FAB?????

They were extremely expensive, but he says I deserve them.  Hell, why not - have to splurge now and then,

Two adorable young college fraternity guys came to our place Saturday to take an extra TV we had back to the fraternity house where Wheeler was a member during college.  Today they messaged Wheeler and said that as part of pledging, the youngest guys needed to meet alumni and do work, and so did we need anything done, like cleaning out an attic or a garage? YES!!!!! and YES!!!!!!! How awesome is this?  I really super need strapping young lads to carry crap down from the attic and four of them could make very short work of it. Ditto the garage.  Combine that with a few loads to the city dump and I will have a clean attic and garage in a few weeks.  Hooray! I may have to change my tune about fraternities. 

Parallel processing

I don't parallel process well.  But last night, I was parallel processing like a fiend between about 10 and 11.  I was doing all of the following ....

• Getting Wheelers out of his wheels and into bed
• Programming the DVR to record all the new fall shows
• Q-tipping Wheeler's ears
• Plucking his nose hairs
• Rubbing his eyes
• Being his hands in playing Words with Friends on the iPad
• Shopping and building a computer to possibly buy at apple.com
• Chatting with a friend on Facebook
• Chatting with my niece on Facebook about the above mentioned computer on apple.com
• Texting with a friend on my phone
• Moving laundry from basket to washer, washer to dryer, then folding (x 3)
• Giving Wheeler his medications
• Taking my medications
• Feeding the dogs
• Letting the dogs out
• Putting dishes in dishwasher
• Enjoy a big glass of root beer

I was impressed that I didn't implode.  Normally I just CANNOT do all that, but somehow I was able to juggle most all of it... for the most part.  I had to check very carefully that we each swallowed the right set of medications though... a mix up there would be very very bad!