Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.
This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.
Tuesday, February 03, 2004
It's time once again to take the Tiny Terror to the ear doctor to see if her ear has gotten any better. If not, it looks like he's going to have to tube her, which is one of those things that just seems so...I don't know, disconcerting, I guess. I mean, you spend an inordinate amount of time telling your kids not to stick things in their ears, and then you have some guy in a white coat who comes in with Mr. Lancet and Ben Zocaine and Mr. Sucky Pipe and Miss O'Ring and does all sorts of horrifying crap to your ear, and then packs it full of cotton.
But, then again, you really don't want your kid to go around saying "Huh? Do whut?" all the time. And for any parent who has ever had a kid with a chronic ear infection, it seems to effect their brains so that they chronically behave like chronically angry baboons, which is really much less fun than you would think.
Well, maybe they've cleared up and she won't have to worry about all those noisy trains. (Of course, if her ear IS clear, it means she has no excuse for the baboonery.)
We'll see what happens.
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