<p>Protein drink --- did you know that tapas, the Spanish meal of many little plates of savory goodies, started out being a slice of lovely prosciutto-type ham put over your glass of sherry to keep the bugs out? My kind of protein drink!</p>
<p>I'm glad all seems pretty easily solvable for your daughter's health issues, mezzomom, and well done on the scholarships!</p>
<p>"Maybe I have been in the construction industry too long or the mother of boys for too long to be so fascinated by 25 year old men. Or physicists? Pulllleeeze!"</p>
<p>Can't resist - my husband is a physicist - you gotta try one! LOL</p>
<p>Hi all - I haven't been on sinner's alley before but it seems like a great place to have some fun and drinks. I took a break from CC and the college crazies during my S1's freshman year but......this week..... I heard the call to CC......it came in the form of SAT Prep flyers filling up my mailbox for S2 and the realization that the summer is gone and S2 never even started practicing essays, never mind read the assigned summer reading. </p>
<p>I hope you enjoy the convertible. My husband bought himself a $7,000 road bike (cycling). I can't even share it! I often refer to that as 1/5th of the college year.</p>
<p>Mezzomom: Congrats to your D on the extra scholarship! :)</p>
<p>Is she having "brownouts" (like electricity) or "greyouts" (i.e. sycopse, or something like that)? I have the latter on account of low blood sugar. Best thing I can suggest is to eat small meals every three hours.</p>
<p>Ariesathena, greyouts (near syncope) but the endocrinologist doesn't think she has "true" hypoglycemia. She has to come home in September for more tests ordered by the cardiologist and neurologist; not exactly what she had planned for her first few weeks of college but it beats the alternative which was not going her first quarter at all. And yes, she's on the many small meals plan, which is fine with her...she's always been a grazer at heart!</p>
<p>LOL. You girls are so risque! Try a physicist!? Like, for an hour? H would agree to that in a hot minute as long as he could try a ________ (fill in the blank--men aren't that picky). Seriously, I do have a friend who is crazy in love with her astrophysicist husband.</p>
<p>A road bike is not as big a worry as a convertible.</p>
<p>Good luck with those tests, mezzo. You sound calm but you must be living with much worry. Going to the list of The Bads is a nightmare in itself.
Cyber hugs.</p>
<p>Hi Riley,
Welcome!
$7000 on a road bike? A bicycle?? A BICYCLE??? Whoa. Lotta dough for a bike. Just make sure he has an equally impressive helmet. I am all for bicycles- but way against motorcycles. Scary things, motorcycles. I've seen too many bad outcomes from motorcycle accidents.</p>
<p>BTW, the convertible is also a little bit scary, but fortunately this one is pretty heavy, so shouldn't flip over like a roadster might. We let the s's drive it, though. No need to tempt fate.</p>
<p>Mezzo-
Hope your d. is ok and CONGRATs on the $$. Sure she didnt just faint when she saw the extra dough? :) Have they ruled out vasovagal migraines? They don't act like traditional migraines. </p>
<p>We are still waiting to hear about the putvome of an outside scholarship-- s. made it to the finals last yr but didntt get it-- this year he's so far in the semifinals-- awaiting the word for the nest two steps. Cross your fingers! If he gets it- the next round is on me!
We are off to a margarita party (for real). The required footwwear is flip-flops (or is it "are" flipflops?) I am a littel peeved at hubby today--he's been a pain. So I will be drinking here in SA as well as in my flip-flops.</p>
<p>Drinking in your flip-flops... is that like drinking out of your cowboy boots?</p>
<p>I could really use a tall frosty one right about now: I'm hanging the curtain rods in S#1's '78 VW microbus this hot afternoon and starting to glue the carpet remnants to the inner walls while S#1 and H try to figure out how to get the heat working in the thing (if he's driving it to/in Boston, it better have something resembling heat, if only to clear the windshield... although I did buy him some Rain-X to apply, I'm told that helps with the inside of the front windshield in the winter).</p>
<p>Ask me if I'm comfortable with the idea of this roadtrip? Absolutely, I'd love to do it myself. With the reality of it? No freakin' way. I have visions of it breaking down in Tulsa or Wichita or Altoona and him selling it for train fare... sigh.</p>
<p>I'll be over in the brown pleather bench seat on the side, waiting for you to pour, jym626; Riley, spin on over on your H's fancy shmancy bike and let us admire it! And mezzo, we're all swirling good wishes for your D in our cups. May it be a good year for scholarships. (And anyone want to send serious vibes to TSFH who hasn't finished his summer reading yet and is supposed to have his first application ready to go in in less than 3 weeks and has he started writing anything yet? As my mom used to say, "I'll give you 3 guesses and the first 2 don't count.")</p>
<p>Everyone put your feet up and take a nice slow cleansing breath. This, too, shall pass. I'm trying to believe that....</p>
<p>Required footwear IS flip-flops; "footwear" here is singular, and the verb follows it. </p>
<p>Grammar-nazism aside, back to Sinner's Alley! :) Grey-outs are a little freaky. I don't know what you or your doctor know, but hypoglycemia can be hard to diagnose. There's some test that shows your blood sugar over the past few months. If you have reactive hypoglycemia, that will be higher than expected, because the body produces chemicals which leech sugar out of cells. </p>
<p>Glad that the list of the bad things is out of the way. I've been there a lot - and sometimes, it's hard to find a doctor who will even eliminate the scary stuff. </p>
<p>Mootmom - oh fun! :) Supposedly, the Rain-X or various de-fogging things help with the windshield, but so does opening the windows. ;)</p>
<p>Tall frosty, coming up for Mootmom. :)</p>
<p>The flipflop party was a hoot. I haven't consumed that much al-kee-hol in a long time (SA excepted). Time for the coffee now. One person had on "invisible" flipflops! They were the bottoms of flipflops with some sticky adhesive that just stuck to the bottom of her feet! I don't happen to like the feeling of the strap from flipflops between my toes, but after several margaritas, pineapple and rums, and champagne (cute little individual bottles of Pommery), I wasn't feelin' no stinkin strap!</p>
<p>Mootie- when does the roadtrip start? And what his route? Maybe we can find members of SA who reside in all the major towns he'll pass, so that there is a point of contact should he break down in any of them. So far I see Tulsa, Wichita and Altoona. I have some relatives in Altoona. I can give' em a call with the heads up. In the meantime, I'm pouring you that tall frosty. I'll just keep 'em coming for ya. I also share your pain wrt TSFH. My younger son still has about 250 pgs left of "The Canterbury Tales" to finish for summer reading, and school starts TOMORROW. At least I got him to get his notebooks together (sort of) in between the cursing and stomping around (he seemed to think going paintballling was a higher priority). </p>
<p>Aries-
Grammarcheck noted! Thanks. But how did all my terrible typos get through even before I started the serious drinking?? What I was trying to say above is that s #1 is still witing to hear the "outcome" of a national scholarship- awaiting word on the last two phases. Please everyone, cross your fingers and think pleasant thoughts... If he gets it this year, it could mean 5-10K!! Drinks will for sure be on me!! Last yr he made it down to the finalist category, but only 18 of the final 45 were selected and he didnt get one (only 2 were awarded in the sciences, which is where he falls). I'm countrin' on all of you to, as Wendy says in "Peter Pan" "... close your eyes and think pleaseant thoughts.." (oops.. I already said that... hangover still in effect at this end...)</p>
<p>Oh-- hubby just came back from his run with a big cup of coffee from Caribou for me. He's back in the "win" column again!</p>
<p>jym626 - wow, what a party - sounds like a good time! Invisible flipflops!!! Yup, $7k for a road bike but he is a longtime cyclist and justifies it by riding back and forth to work as well. I will keep my fingers crossed for your son! </p>
<p>Mootmom I am about 12 miles north of Boston - I know you are worried about all that territory before Boston but if I can be a contact for your son please let me know!</p>
<p>Tinkerbell (clap if you believe) and Pleasant Thoughts might help ;), but me? I believe in marmots. :D </p>
<p>Release the little buggers and send them off to the National Scholarship Committee. Have one of them clamp down on the pencil finger of the guy/gal who decides how many of those 18 Big Bucks Awards will go to scientists.... one squiggly line could change a "2" to an "8". Whammo! We've increased jymson's chances fourfold. Dispatch a few more of the little buggers into the Committee Deliberation Room - shuffle those folders! Move jymson's to the top! Let Tinkerbell in the window and she can sprinkle fairydust right on it!</p>
<p>Can you tell I want the free drinks jym626 will be pouring if our SAMarmot Brigade comes through?</p>
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jmmom-
From your lips to the marmots ears! Ohhh pulleeezze!!!!! Fly, marmots, fly! (Oh wait.. thats the wicked witch of the west.. but hey, she turned out to be pretty cool after all, so.. ok). If it works, jmmom- I'll buy you 10 rounds!!</p>
<p>Yes. Feeding those marmots special marmot-enhancement potions....Go and make sure that jymson's folder is at the tippy-top.</p>
<p>Thank you alu!! What libations are you concocting for them? (I am trying to come up with some play on "marmelade" but it just isnt working..)</p>
<p>I think marmo-jitos would do the trick . . .</p>
<p>moominmama-
Perfecto!</p>
<p>Yeah, all the roughage from the mint would enable them to leave the traditional marmot calling cards to bring home the point.</p>
<p>Sorry for the scatology, just seems appropriate here somehow...</p>
<p>Bringing this thread up from the depths of Page 1. The only depths allowed her are of despair or indignity. :)</p>
<p>Anyone else for some bourbon?</p>
<p>Alu-
Little marmot mounds. Lovely image....But if it works.... :D
Still no update on the scholarship. C'mon marmots.. do your thing.</p>
<p>Still crossing fingers for jymson.</p>
<p>And, oh frabjous day callooo callay, my S, oh-he-who-finds-everything-boring, said to me said he. </p>
<p>Oh mother dear, I think I know the two things that interest me. Oh dearest S, and what are those? Music and nature, oh mother dear.</p>
<p>And, under his breath with a smile, and video games.</p>
<p>It's so funny, the things that encourage us as mothers. If you knew my boy. At the age of three, before he could read, he memorized all the insects in the California Insect Handbook. The kids in nursery school would come and ask him, S, what kind of bug is this. He would reply in all seriousness.</p>
<p>At the age of eight, his first and only piano teacher told us he was the most musical child she had ever taught, in 30 years. Of course he hated the lessons and refused to practice eventually and we let him quit....</p>
<p>But nature and music took a back seat to TV sports and video games and the Internet. For several years - from 7th grade until now, going into 11th grade. Then this summer he went to Hawaii with CTY and took a class on the ocean life system. Then went to Oregon river-rafting. When he came back he said he now found video games boring. He asked if he could take guitar lessons. </p>
<p>I'm just going to hold my breath. Perhaps the little guy I knew ten years ago was just washed away in the sea of testosterone for a while. Perhaps the waves are casting him up on shore again. Of course, that does mean he's probably done growing and will never get taller than 5' 10" but I will take it. And of course, even if this is just a moment that is not predictive in anyway, I will still enjoy it, and can't help but love him even in his grunts-are-as-good-as-a-word phase.</p>
<p>Motherhood.</p>