Monday, August 30, 2010

Gashed Up

As a parent of four pre-school children, a child crying is a very common noise to me.  When one of my children starts to cry, I do not automatically drop everything and run to their side.  If the child starts out with a horrific, terrified, type of screaming, then yes, I will immediately make a beeline for wherever they are.  But if the crying is that of one who has had a toy forcibly removed from their possession, I am less likely to raise the alert level to above a mild yellow.

Prepping for surgery
It was the second type of crying that greeted my ears this past Sunday.  A crying that did nothing to alert me that something drastic had happened, I nearly didn't respond at all, except we were at a lunch gathering with a whole bunch of people, and I didn't want a major disturbance.  I am afraid that I still had that major disturbance. 

Little Kiddie number Three in Mummy's arms, waiting to see the doctor
The scene that greeted my eyes as I rounded the corner of the house, was that of my little boy with blood streaming down him face.  Now, if it had been coming from a blood nose (actually exiting the nostril,) then I would hardly have been perturbed.  It may have been just a little squabble between a couple of the kiddies, but no.  There was blood exiting from a nostril, but it was the blood gushing from a slash across the nose that stopped me in my tracks!

While a volunteer in the New Zealand Fire Brigade, I underwent intensive emergency response first aid and primary care training, but do you think I could recall what I had been taught- with my own child standing there, screaming, with blood literally all over him?  We did what we could while waiting for the Ambulance's arrival.  Praise God, they were very fast!

To  find out more about what happened, check back here soon for the remainder of the story.

Jim

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

NCIS

Some people go home and watch television.  Others will listen to the radio.  Still others will just watch a movie.  Me?  I go home and watch t.v like a movie.  Due to the lack of quality in television shows, we have opted to watch out television on dvd.  More to the point, NCIS- the full season times 5.  They were on special one day so started buying them.

At first my wife didn't thing she would be interested.  But after just one episode, she was hooked!  Now, instead of wasting time watching some reality junk t.v, we can spend an hour or two watching high quality special agent shoot 'em up action!  Much more appealing.  Anyway, last night we started in on Season 5, so in the not too distant future, I will need to fork out for Season 6 (the last one they had in stock, and only one they hadn't discounted), just to keep the addict in with a fix.

Anyhow, more will come later, as I still have not talked about the new iPhone 4, and can't wait to let you know what i think of it.

Jim

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Solar Stuff

Yay!  Four sales came through today.  Now, that may not seem like a great many, but when your product sells for between $3,000 and $50,000, that is plenty.  Only one more this week and I can start getting some commission!

It would be an interesting study to see how much electricity the nation of Australia is saving by using Solahart hot water systems.  Without a doubt it would have to be plenty!  Solar energy must be one of the fastest growing industries in Australia right now- it sure helps having a Government throwing money at it to speed it along.  Probably won't last long, what with a new Government likely later this year (I hope!)

If I owned my own home, and had the capital, I would install a grid-connect solar power system.  The power company pays you $0.44 per kW hour you export, then you buy it back for just $0.2135 per kW hour- how can you beat that?!!  Spend enough on a PV system and you'll never have to work again!

Anyway, I got my new iPhone 4 today.  First iPhone I've had, so will write about it later.

Jim

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Continually Dreaming

As a child grows up, they are going to have so many different dreams of what they are 'going to be' when they grow up.  Fireman, policeman, nurse, pilot, astronaut, and the list goes on and on.  How many times has one of your children told you a different profession three or four times in a week?

No different from any other child, I have had my fair number of dreams.  Only, for me, they haven't stopped evolving.  I'm not sure that a week goes by without me telling my wife some new idea, or a new job possibility that comes to mind.  Unfortunately (or fortunately, if you are my wife), the vast majority of these dream never amount to reality.  So many things that I am certain I could be good at, convinced that I would 'make it' doing, have gone by the junk pile.

I mentioned that I would love to run for Mayor.  I have said this before, with a very luke warm response.  This time, however, she said, "Go for it!"  Wow.  I never thought I would hear that from her.  I guess she has resigned herself to my wandering ambitions.  For real, though, I am seriously considering the jump into politics for the future.  Maybe when I am ready for a job change.