Painful Season

Abandon hope all ye who enter here.

It has been horribly difficult to watch the Packers play this year.  They looked okay at first, although Ryan Grant’s running game was a little off at first.  They they had a few losses, and then a huge win against the Colts.  Going into the bye week, it looked like there were finally coming together.

Oops.

Since the bye week, they’ve lost 6 of their last 7 games.  Too many of those have been close games that have been lost in the last few minutes.  Unfortunately though, it just doesn’t matter how well you play for the first 55 minutes when you lose it in the last 5.

Don’t be fooled, there’s talent there.  Somewhere.  But it obviously just isn’t coming together as expected.  I’ve seen reports that the Packers have been eliminated from the playoffs… no kidding.  But that’s not the worst of it.  The worst part is the last regularly scheduled game on the 28th… against the Lions.

I know, I know… my hometown team is having one of the worst seasons on record.  But here’s the problem.  If they lose against the Saints, and they most likely will, they’re going to throw everything into that last game.  Everything.  Plus, all eyes will be on the game at Lambeau to see if the Lions go 0 for 16.

The Packers had better make sure they take that game seriously and win it, because they keep finding new ways to lose them.  The Pack CANNOT be the team that gets beaten by the 0 and 15 team…  this town gets cold when the team loses one game.  Imagine how frigid it would be if we lose that one.  Imagine the questions that will be asked for the next 6 months…

Daycare Parking

Okay, rant time.

In front of my daycare, there are four handicapped parking spaces, with two on either side of the main entrance.  Now that it’s getting colder, every day, almost without fail, at least one of those spots is filled by a empty, running car.  Somebody who’s dropping off their kids.

Now, I’ve been going to this place for over a year.. you get to know people.  I know who drives the car, and I know they’re not disabled.  Maybe the daycare shouldn’t have quite as many disabled parking spaces, but that doesn’t make those spaces become disabled and 5-minute loading/unloading, either.

Park in the regular parking spots, jerks.  It’s not going to kill you to walk the extra 15 feet… and that applies to the cute women who do it because they figure that nobody will yell at them.  I suggest voluntary compliance, otherwise I’ll make a new rule that the cuter the women are, the farther away they have to park.

Which then means that all the single guys can watch them walk in.  Hey, don’t judge me!

Changing Jobs

After five and a half years working for Associated Bank, it feels like it is time for a change.  I have decided to take a position with Tushaus Computer Services, working as a consultant geared primarily towards enterprise design and engineer services.

It’s always hard to leave an employer, especially after being there for so long.  There are many, many great people who work there, and after you leave a place, it never quite feels the same.  There have been lots of great changes at the bank, and a few not-so-great changes, but all in all it was a good place to work.  The friendships alone that I take away with me are more than worth it.

So, I’m pretty excited about the new job.  I’ll be starting in a few weeks, and I’m looking forward to the challenges it will bring.  I still plan to be staying in Green Bay, as the kids really like their schools.

If you haven’t already gotten the details on the going-away party on Friday and wish to attend, let me know…

Stupid Wasps

So I brought the boys home this evening and noticed a dark spot on the mini-blinds.  A closer inspection revealed it was a wasp, although a fairly tranquil one.

I went to get a flyswatter to take care of the intruder, but when I returned, I saw two dark spots.  Bugger.  Before I could act, the second dark spot hid behind the blinds.

So I smacked the first one, and when he hit the floor, I saw another one buzzing around under the end table.  So I killed that one too, then finished off the first one I smacked.  Then I decided to go after the second one I saw on the mini-blinds.  I opened the blinds and smacked that one, which totaled three.

I saw another one crawling on the floor and killed it.  Four.

Then I saw two up on the window sill, each curled into a ball.  I knocked each of them down onto the floor and whacked them too.  Five.  Six.

Then I saw another one taking a nap on the telephone adapter in the corner.  Smack!  Seven.

I thought I was done, but saw one more going for a stroll on the window itself, so I killed that jackass too.  Eight.

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?  What the hell were eight wasps doing in my house, and how in the hell did they get in?  I hate wasps, and I hate how stupid they get in October.

Croup

Around 3:30 this morning, Toliver woke up barking like a seal... the sure sign of croup.

Poor Toli has suffered from respiratory ailments since he was born, basically.  When he was little, he had two trips to the hospital for RSV, one only two months after he was born, and then again in August 2005.

Ever since then, he gets croup at least once or twice a year.  Usually it's at night, which always makes for a fun evening.  Unfortunately, it also is "provoked or worsened by agitation or crying", which pretty much describes a pissed off kid at 3 in the morning who can't breathe.

Lucky for Toli, I'm a dad who comes prepared.  Due to the respiratory problems that both he and Carter have had, I own a personal nebulizer kit.  Unlucky for Toli, all I have is albuterol, which isn't effective (epinephrine is probably the only thing that DOES work effectively, but has limited life.), so I used saline instead.  So, we spent quite a bit of time in the bathroom this morning attempting to get Toli's breathing under control.

If he's still having trouble in the morning, off to the doctor's office we go...