Parallax error

Kurt did not have to stay at work all day today, which is a very good thing. CHENG was unbelievably pissed, but I guess it was at a lot of different people. Apparently quite a few people had tried getting yesterday off, and no one told her. By the time she called Kurt last night, she’d already had to call three other people in to the ship. No wonder she was livid.

The funny thing is Kurt didn’t even see CHENG last night. She knew he was on board because she’d left orders for the Officer of the Deck to call her as soon as he crossed the brow. But there was no way he was going to go looking for her. He didn’t see her till this morning.

So yeah, a complete waste of a pair of ferry tickets, but what can you do when your superior officer says to get your ass in to work? You get your ass in to work.

Today we went to yet another park. I like to find ones that have a lot of open space near the playground equipment so Gracie can play, and we can throw the Frisbee around while keeping half an eye on her. This afternoon Grace decided to try out the monkey bars. The first time she hauled herself up, I ran over to her to assist her in going across. Then each time after that, Kurt would head over to her, but she would put her toes back down and walk away.

The final time, however, Kurt was just heading towards her to help her out when she lost her grip on the bar and went crashing to the ground. She must have fallen about three feet. Of course, she howled in pain, but she wasn’t terribly hurt. She busted her bottom lip and scraped the skin of her chin a bit, but that was it.

It was enough to send us home, though. Lip wounds bleed like there’s no tomorrow, and I figured it would be best not to saturate the playground equipment with blood.

But speaking of flinging the Frisbee, the first afternoon we were out, playing with the cheap disc that someone left at the park, I threw it at Kurt and completely missed. It didn’t land anywhere near him. So as he trotted over to retrieve it, I said, “Sorry, hon — I must be suffering from parallax error!”

I thought he was going to bust his gut, he was laughing so hard. So he says to me, “Who’s a bigger nerd — you for saying that or me for understanding it??”

I told him we’re equally nerdy.

OH!  And while we were heading home from the park, I got a call from another real estate agent who was in my neighborhood and had just seen the sign outside my home.  I told him he could go ahead and look inside, since we weren’t home anyway.  But now that’s something like six people having looked at our house in a week!  YAY!  Keep your fingers crossed!