Refried Blackened Beans

I took off for the store this morning without realizing that I had left a small pot of beans simmering on the back burner. I came home to a horrible smelling house. The water boiled off the beans, which dehydrated and then turned to charcoal and then ash! I was so lucky that nothing caught fire! Despite my best fumigation efforts, the house smelled like a damp fireplace all day.

Wimbledon

Last night I packed up for a trip to Mom and Dad’s so Tennisfiend could watch Wimbledon in peace. Despite my current brain fog, I thought of everything. Good thing, too since Tennisfiend woke me just before the match started and practically shoved me out the door.
 
He’d loaded everything up except the baby. I tossed on some clothes, zapped a pint of instant coffee, grabbed a Campbell’s Chunky Soup and staggered out the door with Tyoma. My folks weren’t expecting me at 7:15, since I always call and say I’ll be there “early” when I generally turn up around 9:30.
 
Dad contained his aggravation and mom expressed her surprise as they scrambled to assemble Tyoma Land. And that was just their stuff! Putting together all of my portable goodies made it feel like a festive camping trip! For the first time baby was totally relaxed at my folks place (Probably since we had so much of our home there!).
 
As usual, squirmer conked out on the way home. I rushed him into the crib and had time to watch the last minutes of Wimbledon with TF. The match was fantastic, according to hubby. I had kept an eye on it at my folk’s place, feeling relieved that his favorite, Federer, looked like the champion. The whole of the afternoon was taken up with resume stuff for TF.
 
The site where we needed to post his resume was down last week and we needed to post before Monday afternoon. I fiddled with Resumix, formatting info until the ANSWER website miraculously re-appeared. What a relief! TF opted to spend quality time with Tyoma while I transferred info onto about a zillion forms. At the end of the day, our job mission was accomplished. E.T.A. We did have enough time to take a Tyoma picture! I didn't realize that the baby on the box was 1/3 the size of our son. He dwarfs the little scooter.
 

From Mom

Mom Found this article on the Web:

Rt. 66 ISP kicked with criminal complaint

New Mexico Business Weekly - by Emily Esterson, NMBW Editor

Date: Sunday, April 28, 2002, 10:00pm MDT

Internet companies come, and Internet companies go, sometimes in a blaze of unpaid debt, lawsuits and angry customers.
Such is the case of Rt. 66 Internet, the state's oldest Internet Service Provider (ISP). The company, which had a criminal complaint filed against it for fraud and embezzlement, hasn't paid its vendors in several months. Board members of a related company say Rt. 66 has failed to account for $600,000 worth of revenue.
Last week, Rt. 66 Internet (rt66.com) customers found themselves without Internet service. The problem stemmed from a variety of sources, including an unserviced network that had deteriorated, according an email sent to customers on April 14, and unpaid bills to its carrier, Qwest Communications. Rt. 66 said, in that same email, "We are also unable to access our servers because they are holding them hostage," referring to an unnamed subcontractor who had failed to service its network.
The company served about 2,400 dial-up customers and about 13 broadband customers. The average dialup customer paid about $22 a month.
The email message to customers came from Sherri Baker, listed as the company's CFO. Tom Kemp, a CPA in Las Cruces, is the company's CEO. Kemp is also the owner of an Internet company called ACCESS New Mexico LLC. "It started with the process of billing disputes, some of those vendors are trying to do us in," Kemp told NMBW.

Technology company cries fraud

Also on April 14, George Richmond, board member and investor in Triolina Technologies, a network service provider who managed Rt. 66's Internet Service, filed a criminal complaint against Rt. 66 with the Albuquerque Police Department's White Collar Crime division for fraud and embezzlement.
Richmond claims the ISP has been collecting monthly fees from customers averaging about $61,000 a month, but not paying its vendors. "[The owners] have been taking money out of the company," he says.
"We have a billing dispute and they are calling it criminal, and they are the ones that won't talk to me," says Kemp who also says he wasn't aware of the criminal complaint.
Triolina Technologies says it stopped supporting Rt. 66's network because the company hadn't paid its bill since December 2001.
Richmond and fellow board member Filiberto Pacheco also sent a letter on April 15 to the State Attorney General, requesting she investigate the matter. The letter claims that Rt. 66 has unpaid vendor debt of approximately $300,000, owed to Qwest Communications, WorldCom, Triolina and Time Warner Telecom. According to Richmond's calculations, about $600,000 of Rt. 66's revenue is unaccounted for.
In a signed affidavit, principals of Triolina Technologies say Kemp told them he could separate the assets of Rt.66 from the liabilities because he transferred the assets into ACCESS New Mexico LLC. The Albuquerque Police Department is investigating.

Service switch

On April 14, Rt. 66 updated its server address to http://www.totacc.com, which belongs to Total Internet Access (TIA) of Las Cruces. H. Vince Thomas, who spoke to NMBW as the principal of TIA, says the details are still being worked out, but he's hoping Total Internet Access will take over the management of Rt. 66's customer base. The switchover should take place sometime during the next week. "We're making an agreement to take care of their customers," Thomas says. He would not disclose financial details.
Kemp says TIA will take over about 2,000 customers from Rt. 66 Internet. Soccorro customers and clients that operate on frame relay won't be among them. He says it was just not profitible to keep those customers. For the others, Kemp says there is no fixed purchase price.
However, Howard V. Thomas filed Chapter 7 bankruptcy on April 8, for a different company, also based in Las Cruces, called Total Access. That company shares a post office box with Total Internet Access, although that company's principal is listed as a Jonathon Thomas according to state corporation filings.
Jonathon Thomas had been vice president of Total Access until December 2000. Vince Thomas refused to answer questions about Total Access, which he says is a separate company from Total Internet Access.
In Total Access's bankruptcy filings, Qwest Communications is listed as a creditor, with claims of $1 million. Qwest says it couldn't confirm that Total Access owes it that amount.
Total Access also owes Balboa Capital, a computer equipment leasing service in Irvine, Calif., about $13,000. Balboa has taken legal action against Total Access. Its corporate attorney, Christopher Parsons, says it will remove servers and other leased equipment from Total Access if it doesn't receive payment.

Qwest turns off the juice

Things began to unravel for Rt. 66 in mid-March, when its circuits started going down. When Triolina checked into the problem, it learned that the company hadn't paid its bill to Qwest Communications, allegedly since February 2001, says a Triolina executive. Qwest hosts the wiring on which Rt. 66 runs its service.
Qwest spokesperson Mark Genrich says there have been service interruptions to Rt. 66's circuits since last week, because of unpaid bills.
Kemp says Qwest did cut off service, but the telecom won't look at Rt 66's billing to resolve the issue. "It's like they've done with many ISPs. We had verbal agreements, which they wouldn't honor and they would not talk to us again. Our attorney even sent letters to which they never responded."
CFO Baker, who authored the email to customers, says the company's problems stemmed from a dispute with an unnamed contractor. "If you have a contract dispute, you're going to hold payment until you get the dispute settled," says Baker. "We were in negotiations to try to settle that dispute.
"Right now I just want to service the customers first," says Baker.

No answer at call center

The company runs a technical support call center in Albuquerque. The landlord, 202 Central, says it became concerned when customers started showing up at the office looking for help with technical problems. A notice on Rt. 66's Web site says the call center is being moved, but the landlord, who says the company still has at least a year on its lease, hasn't received notice.
The company was founded in 1993, and was sold to Galaxy Internet, a Canadian company, two years ago. Galaxy sold Rt. 66's customers in March 2001 to two investors, Frank Etscorn and Bob Asprey. At the same time, Rt. 66 swallowed up the customer bases of two other New Mexico ISPs, NMCG and NM Fiber, both of which were having financial difficulties, NMBW reported last year.
The investors took the combined customer bases of the three companies, but left the debt load with Galaxy. At the time, Kemp told NMBW that the deal cost over a million dollars and the original Rt. 66 Internet was $200,000 behind on several bills. Triolina was hired to manage the technical side of the business.

Dinner with A & I

So we took A & I out to dinner. Pleasant evening. most noteworthy is Alex asking me to help him with his work searches. Leaving may become a reality. Sigh.

Lil' Cruiser

So how do we celebrate thirteen years of togetherness? By taking pictures of the baby! First, a serious portrait:
 Next, Tyoma stands:  The Crazy Pillow:  And he's got me!
We are really glad that he's starting to stand and cruising a little bit. Dr. Steeles said that if he wasn't cruising by ten months that we would need to schedule an appointment to have him checked out.

Job Hunt

Well, we've officially given up on E's business. It's sad that a venture he has put so much time and love into is coming to an end.  It isn't so much that the company will be completely gone, it's just that they are not paying his paycheck.  We suspect that certain people are  starving theoriginal stockholders into leaving to they can sell the company and get all the profits.  This sucks, but we can only stay in this situation for so long.

I predict a long legal battle. How sad.

Anyway, my time is going to helping E find a new job. I'm  touching up his resume, sending it out and searching non-stop for places to work. I hope we find something soon. My folks are buying our groceries.

The Neighborhood Visit

My Sunday visit with my folks wound up being a neighborhood spectacle. Jimmie, my kick-ass cyclist girlfriend (married to my childhood friend and neighbor), whisked Tyoma up, starling him into a loud crying jag. All the neighborhood women fussed and cooed over him.
 
I had a National Geographic moment, realizing that our little gathering of women was at one with tribes in Africa and Asia. What cheerful women! Joanne was flushed and happy, almost as if Tyoma was her grandkid. This was understandable, since I grew up with her two youngest sons and we split our time between her house and my mom's.
 
Irene, our neighbor with Alzheimer's, stopped by, said "I came to see the baby," and launched into a inexplicable story about a bird she saw the day before. Every move baby made was praised and commented upon. I didn't know if I should have felt embarrassed or proud! Anyway, I dragged myself away from the adulation to enjoy a guitar playing session with the folks.
 

  I took some more pics, but I'm a goof and they were mostly over exposed. BUT, here's my mom:   

And here's Misty!

Misty was so jazzed over the commotion and guitar playing that she ran all around the back yard shaking her little lamby toy.  Tyoma was a bit freaked, but he seems a bit freaked out in general. He loved Grandpa's guitar and experimented with string plucking. Dad serenaded us all, singing folk songs and some flamenco as well.

How Babies Get Their Protein

After work Tennisfiend and I spend quality time with Tyoma in “my” bedroom. Tyoma scrambles about, trying to stand or yank books from the shelves. One of us reads or works on the computer as the other one keeps an eye on Tyoma. Since the cricket infestation, we vigilantly vacuum up little cricket carcasses as they appear.

As I checked my email Tennisfiend called out a loud “STOP” (Russians say it with a hard O as in boat). To me he said, “Quick, he’s about to put an insect leg in his mouth. In a flash I was out of my seat and on the floor prying the leg out of his right hand. I heard another thunderous “STOP!” from Tennisfiend. “The other hand! The other hand!”

Our jolly baby, much amused by the commotion, was laughing as he attempted to stuff the contents of his left hand in his mouth. As I pulled his hand from his mouth I got a glimpse of his intended snack and screamed. A juicy, thumb-sized wolf spider quivered its last. My scream startled Tyoma and annoyed Tennisfiend, who scooped the crying baby off the floor with a theatrical “Gospedi!”   (Oh Lord!)

Poop Day

Moms learn quickly to be suspicious when little ones are too quiet. They have clearly found an entirely new and fascinating way to cause trouble and chances are, you will have one heck of a clean-up to do.

Tyoma played quietly as I pumped his lunchtime breast milk. I could see and hear him happily entertaining himself in the baby gulag. I finished up, trotted into the kitchen, put on water for coffee and fixed breakfast. He continued to babble happily—no shrieks, yells or hoots (his latest milestone is making an awful racket). As I walked past the gulag on the way to the bathroom I received the shock of my life. 

Unprecedented Monster Poop Explosion--all over the playpen. I was so astounded I didn’t even speak. Tyoma looked up at me and smiled sweetly, waving the same little poopy hands that had smeared a foul greenish-yellow trail around the sides of the gulag. His arms, elbows, legs and knees were poopy. The track they left on the white matelasse bedspread under the gulag looked like a gigantic bull’s eye target done in poo. He had poop on his feet, face and neck. Miraculously, his hair was spared.

Did I mention his toys were poopy? Oversize fabric blocks, talking tops, musical balls, and teethers streaked with brown.  Oh, Lord. I tried to change him and clean him up in the nursery but he smeared poopy rainbows on the wall. I scrambled to clean him up in the shower, but quit when I could not find my shower chair. With the baby bathtub in the kitchen sink, I managed to hose the poo off with the kitchen sprayer. To squeals of delight, I changed him on the nursery floor since the changing table was a disaster area.

I called mom to watch baby as I cleaned up and I spent the next two hours hard at work. I disassembled the gulag, hauled it out to the driveway, scoured it thoroughly, rinsed it with the pressure washer and left it to bake in the 100 plus afternoon sun. I defy poo germs to survive that!  Similarly I washed toys, blankets and the gulag matelasse. I scrubbed a few spots on the carpet and called it a day.

E.T.A. 6-30-2007

A mini-poo tsunami was caught before a full gulag contamination. Turns out Tyoma has been ripping off the right hand diaper tab as he is being changed, thus causing the diaper contents to leak. So, when Tennisfiend we change diapers, we make sure both tabs are on firmly.

$@&%!!! Swamp Cooler

What a day. We've been having problems with our swamp cooler since the start of the season.

On, off. On....Off.  Algae smell. Algae smell. Hot air. Off. Blech.

Marilyn Manson said it best, "I don't have enough middle fingers."