Reading with interest Travels with Mel and Mic and jealously flicking thru their pics on FB... Tuscany, Syracuse, Sicily.
The great adventure, really. Priceless moments :-)
Wishing you all happy safe travels and lots of moments to build the story of the great adventure over many glasses of moderately great wine.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
How easy is it to break a leg?
In my previous post, I reported that I broke my leg. Well, technically, ankle, the bottom of my left fibula.
The question always comes up: "How did you do that?" The answer: "Quite easy really."
Nothing heroic or adventurous... playing with our daughter at one of the local public play grounds.
Recently refurbished, this playground's centre-piece includes a dual slippery slide - just right for our thrill seeking toddler. However, it is set on a mound that is covered by a durable surface, intended to be safer to play on or near.
Toddler placed at the top of the slide; Dad decends the mound to assume the classic catching position at the bottom... slips, grips, falls forward, twist... CRACK... flat on face with shooting pain in ankle and up leg.
Toddler, waiting at the top of slide for me to crawl to the position, slides down; playtime unexpectedly cut short. I will keep the ensuing details and remind her when she is old enough to feel a little more sympathetic.
The thing is... it's THAT EASY. Analogies for life, experiences, ups and downs, good breaks and bad flow here. For now, when you are next playing with your play mate, keep in mind that you may be just a short slip away from a trip (apologies!) to the orthopaedic department.
[With many thanks to the wonderful and caring staff at Sydney's Royal North Shore Hospital]
The question always comes up: "How did you do that?" The answer: "Quite easy really."
Nothing heroic or adventurous... playing with our daughter at one of the local public play grounds.
Recently refurbished, this playground's centre-piece includes a dual slippery slide - just right for our thrill seeking toddler. However, it is set on a mound that is covered by a durable surface, intended to be safer to play on or near.
Toddler placed at the top of the slide; Dad decends the mound to assume the classic catching position at the bottom... slips, grips, falls forward, twist... CRACK... flat on face with shooting pain in ankle and up leg.
Toddler, waiting at the top of slide for me to crawl to the position, slides down; playtime unexpectedly cut short. I will keep the ensuing details and remind her when she is old enough to feel a little more sympathetic.
The thing is... it's THAT EASY. Analogies for life, experiences, ups and downs, good breaks and bad flow here. For now, when you are next playing with your play mate, keep in mind that you may be just a short slip away from a trip (apologies!) to the orthopaedic department.
[With many thanks to the wonderful and caring staff at Sydney's Royal North Shore Hospital]
Thursday, September 04, 2008
Catching a Good Break
So my first post in a year and a half... and a pretty poor pun for the title.
1. I have had a break from this blog while living the Gen X and Y thing on FaceBook, Linked In and so many other parts of the Web-sphere
2. I recently broke my leg, so find myself awake a little more, unable to sleep in a comfortable position without waking myself with a painful twinge up as I turn in bed
3. As fractures go, though, I am told it was a "good" one; "Normally," the orthopaedic doctor at Sydney's Royal North Shore Hospital told me, "this kind of fracture would require a plate to be inserted to fix the bone... but you are lucky, it has not shifted..." So I can say it's a "good break."
4. I reckon that I catch good breaks often, I just don't often recognise them. In my current work contract (I build and manage enterprise type websites) I'm working with a great cross section of the generations - just how I like it - and they share their language, lives and culture with this boomer, in return for which I happily help them learn some useful stuff.
Catching a good break, I'd say.
BTW, our latest twenty year project is now a full-on toddler (20 months) and fills us with joy - and breaks - as she powers towards becoming the next gen. (No name for her generation has been popularised yet!)
1. I have had a break from this blog while living the Gen X and Y thing on FaceBook, Linked In and so many other parts of the Web-sphere
2. I recently broke my leg, so find myself awake a little more, unable to sleep in a comfortable position without waking myself with a painful twinge up as I turn in bed
3. As fractures go, though, I am told it was a "good" one; "Normally," the orthopaedic doctor at Sydney's Royal North Shore Hospital told me, "this kind of fracture would require a plate to be inserted to fix the bone... but you are lucky, it has not shifted..." So I can say it's a "good break."
4. I reckon that I catch good breaks often, I just don't often recognise them. In my current work contract (I build and manage enterprise type websites) I'm working with a great cross section of the generations - just how I like it - and they share their language, lives and culture with this boomer, in return for which I happily help them learn some useful stuff.
Catching a good break, I'd say.
BTW, our latest twenty year project is now a full-on toddler (20 months) and fills us with joy - and breaks - as she powers towards becoming the next gen. (No name for her generation has been popularised yet!)
Monday, April 16, 2007
Happy Birthday Grandma
On April 17 1891, my grandmother, Ivy Schmidt was born. She would have been 116 tomorrow. She died three months short of her 100th birthday in January 1991, a Bradmanesque age of 99.something (a little less than the famous 99.94)
On this site, we focus somewhat on generational differences. We are about living in the age of boomers, Gen-X, Gen-Y. Is there anyone born in the 19 century who:
GrandMa died about the time that the Internet was being conceived... However in her time...
GrandMa produced four children who all grew up and had families... seventeen grandchildren (including several baby boomers) who produced dozens and dozens of Gen-Xers and Gen Ys and... well...
Happy birthday GrandMa! It should be a holiday. How things have changed.
On this site, we focus somewhat on generational differences. We are about living in the age of boomers, Gen-X, Gen-Y. Is there anyone born in the 19 century who:
- is still living?
- has access to the Internet?
- is blogging?
GrandMa died about the time that the Internet was being conceived... However in her time...
GrandMa produced four children who all grew up and had families... seventeen grandchildren (including several baby boomers) who produced dozens and dozens of Gen-Xers and Gen Ys and... well...
Happy birthday GrandMa! It should be a holiday. How things have changed.
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