Catching Up

Instead of sleeping, I am sitting at the computer resizing photographs and typing entries into the database. Sometimes I don’t know if I should just keep the posts in the order that I enter them, or if I should edit the dates for the days that they actually occur. Tonight I choose to edit the dates. You will find out of order posts at
River House,
My Birthday,
Hailey wearing her play outfit,
Hailey on the 4th,
and 5th of July,
A trip to San Antonio,
Hailey with her keyboard, and
a Wedding in Laredo.

7th Grade Math Fun

A farmer has a $100 tax refund check. He wants to buy 100 animals and have some of each kind. Cows are $1.00, sheep are $0.50, and horses are $10.00. Obviously, we have 3 variables, the number of cows, sheep and horses. Unfortunately, we only have two equations:

s(0.50) + c(1.00) + h(10.00) = 100.00 [1]
s + c + h = 100 [2],

where s is the number of sheep, c is the number of cows, and h is the number of horses. With this lack of information regarding the 3rd equation we know there will be multiple answers. Not being one for guessing I wrote this program

use strict;
use warnings;
my $cow = 1; # cows for a buck
my $sheep = .5; # sheep for fifty
my $horse = 10; # horses for ten
for (my $c=1; $c<=100; $c++) { # cows for (my $s=1; $s<=100; $s++) { # sheep for (my $h=1; $h<=100; $h++) { # horses my $cost = $c*$cow + $s*$sheep + $h*$horse; my $count = $c + $s + $h; if ( $cost == 100 && $count == 100 ) { print "Cows: $c; Sheep: $s; Horses: $hn"; } } } } and found Cows: 5; Sheep: 90; Horses: 5 Cows: 24; Sheep: 72; Horses: 4 Cows: 43; Sheep: 54; Horses: 3 Cows: 62; Sheep: 36; Horses: 2 Cows: 81; Sheep: 18; Horses: 1 So how is a 7th grader, who doesn't know algebra or programming, supposed to figure this out? Did I miss something obvious?

Mario Hailey

Hailey has decided that sitting in the shopping cart can be fun. Yesterday she began to make car engine noises and lean in preparation of the turns as I pushed her around Target.

Eye Surgery

For the 3rd time in just over a month, I have had a surgical procedure done to my right eye.

In May I went to see a general practice doctor about a stye. For treatment I was given a routine of daily washing and an antibiotic ointment. The stye got smaller but never went away. In early July, my eye was puffy and irritated. It looked like the stye had moved to the inside of my eyelid. I went to see another general practice doctor. She gave me antibiotic drops, oral antibiotics, and a referral to see an Opthalmist.

The first two procedures were performed by my opthalmist. She had the joyous task of trying to drain a [chalazion][1] ([wikipedia] [2]).

My opthalmist always referred to my chalazion as “huge.” I would say, “it was big,” and she would say, “yours was huge.” It was huge and painful. Her treatment made it better but it still didn’t go away. During the second procedure she decided that my chalazion had developed into a cyst. She injected a steroid into my eyelid and sent me to see a third doctor, an oculoplastic surgeon.

This story wouldn’t be complete without also telling you how the chalazion is removed. First a cotton swab with numbing goo is placed under the inside of your eyelid. Then a clamp is used to fold your eyelid back. Novocaine is now injected into your eye with the instructions, “there is a needle in your eye, try not to move.” After watching the doctor scrape the chalazion from your eyelid, remember your eyelid is being force-held open, there is nothing to do but watch. The bleeding wound is cauterized. This is done with the human soldering iron. I’m sure they pay much more for this tool than you would down at your local Radio Shack, but it operates, and looks, just like your everyday cordless soldering iron. It even produces smoke during operation. Only this isn’t solder burning, it’s your flesh. I told my doctor that the smell was sick. She asked if I was a vegetarian.

The oculoplastic surgeon had his turn today. He says I am the only “Dusty” that he has ever met. He took great joy in asking where I parked my horse. He was very quick, and relatively painless. He started with a small shot to deaden the pain of the shots to come. Two larger injections followed. These caused a odd swelling sensation in my eyelid. My eyelid felt like it was being filled with fluid. I could no longer control what it was doing. I couldn’t open or close my eye and eventually my jaw and teeth went numb. He said I wouldn’t feel a thing and he meant it.

He cut a pea sized growth from the inside of my eyelid and put some stitches in its place. He finished quickly. A large amount of antibiotic goo, and a gauze patch to hold my eye open finished my procedure. I asked for a “pirate” style patch, but he said they only had the gauze patch. I should know the results of the biopsy by Wednesday, and my eye should go completely back to normal within two weeks.



I am always amazed at the pace that Hailey learns things. Today when driving home from HEB she was sitting in her car seat, entertaining herself by babbling, and said, “Texas Texas Yee-haw,” with no prompting. It only took a week or so of hearing that before she used it on her own. But that phrase was pushed onto her, she did not learn it as freely as she has learned some other things. Some things she has completely picked up on her own.

She knows if something is too high, pull a chair over to stand on.

When it is time to eat, she knows to get into her chair. She can get in there all by herself. It frightens me every time I see her scale the side of the chair to get up to the table, but Hailey has no confidence problems.

When the microwave beeps at the end of the program, Hailey knows it is time to eat.

She knows that food is hot, and ice cubes are cold.

She knows that food, and doggy treats, are kept in the pantry. She can identify, open, and deliver a doggy treat from the shelf to the dog, all on her own.

She knows that when dad fills his glass with ice, that she needs to tell him to get a straw. She knows that whatever dad is drinking will taste better that what is in her cup.

She knows that the homemade desserts are kept on top of the microwave. She can’t see them, but she knows they are there. Sometimes she will just stand in front of the microwave doing the sign for ‘more.’

She knows that a key is required to open the filing cabinet, she doesn’t know which key, so she tries every key she can get her hands on.

She knows that going to Nanny and Papa’s house means ‘moo.’ She knows that Gamma and Beta’s house means ‘Bubba’ and ‘Papa.’

When something falls, or is out of place, she says ‘uh-oh,’ when she loses her balance she says ‘whoa.’ At the end of the book she says ‘bye-bye,’ and when the cows are not around she says ‘all-gone.’

She knows that if she stands at her door and screams at 2:00 o’clock in the morning with her stuffed animal tucked under her arm, dad will come and get her.