Inventor’s Idea?

It all started with an old picture and an ice pack. Which indeed seems kind of random even for me as I write this. The ice packs have been getting a serious work out at our house in the last week. The old pictures just hang around and get lost when you want them. But what do they have in common you ask? Why is she blattering on and not clearing this up? Boredom is that answer. Ice packs mean injuries which means down time which means I can ramble on about inventor’s ideas.

The temporarily lost old photo (( Ron found it!)) is one of my daughter standing in the crib. I pulled it out to compare Baby A with her momma at the same age. The momma said “what am I wearing?” to which I replied that it was a cloth diaper. The conversation then went on to how cloth diapers have evolved. Which lead me to think about inventors, ice packs and diapers.

Cloth diapers were and still are a more environmentally friendly option. What they weren’t back then was parent or baby friendly. Big squares of material that you had to fold in a specific way and then apply to a squiggly baby with pins. Then you pulled up a pair of rubber pants and hoped like heck that there were no major blow outs of either kind but you knew there would be. I mean neither item was very fitted. The storage and laundry details were smelly (think bleach) and not much fun.

Fast forward 25 years to the systems available today and it’s quite marvelous what technology has done for the diaper industry. The inner material, which I believe has some bamboo in it, is super absorbent and only requires two quick folds. The rectangular piece gets tucked up into outer shell which has an inner fleece type material. It is all held in place with little snaps that are super durable. Once used they go into a sealed container with a liner and then emptied via it into the washing machine. No need to even unstuff them as they agitate out.

To boot they come in an amazing array of fabrics from gender neutral solids to a fun selection of prints. I suppose it depends on your baby size but the friend who introduced us to the Apple Cheeks system (Canadian company to boot!) used the same size until her child was toilet trained. Baby A has gone from 3 snaps in to 2 snaps and she is 11 months and 18 pounds. I probably could go on at length about what an awesome system it is but Apple Cheeks isn’t paying me to endorse it and you would all get bored. Plus you must be wondering what this has to do with ice packs.

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Back at the ice packs. Have you ever tried to wrap your own wrist or elbow or shoulder or knee and ankle? The tensor falls and must be redone. The ice pack needs a wrapper which is either too thin or to thick and makes it so you can’t see which side is the “apply” side. I believe that I’m going to go upstairs (when my thumb works) and invent something. It won’t look like this and be as cumbersome to use. Yes my hand is in there and no you can’t really see it.

Maybe what we need has already been invented. Maybe not and I’ll be on Dragon’s Den looking for a backer to get them to market. LOL!

Bernie

Just because I can here is the link to Apple Cheeks — check them out if you know someone who is waffling about what kind of diapers to use. As stated above they did not endorse this post. It’s just me rambling on about moments that cause inventions. Like the ice pack wrapper bag. Hm — needs a better name.

Zoomer It

If you think I’ve lost my marbles with the title I can tell you I’m not making this up. It’s a real word and a growing industry. Seriously. Zoomer.

A boomer is a zoomer if they want to be. Well why wouldn’t you? Who wants to be an old boring boomer worn out with no zip from too many years of work.

Look at the cover of the Zoomer magazine, which I borrowed from the outpatient clinic lab waiting area (still with my long work story maybe later tale) and tell me this isn’t an industry waiting to explode.

There is a carful of boomers around every corner. We are the biggest demographic and apparently we are going to bankrupt the country when we all went our pensions. We’ve worked hard and don’t want to be old yet. We embraced technology, for the most part says the woman trying to master the three remotes in the basement, and don’t want to go out to pasture yet. So we created a new category and have zipped ourselves into it.

Now I borrowed the magazine because I wanted to read the article about anaesthetics and elderly patient. Purely from a professional interest to see if the main stream media is saying what the docs I work with are reading and what I see in the real world in the “theatre” ( fancy word for operating room).

And then today, somewhere in one of my feeds, I saw this article below. I couldn’t find the actual link for it but it does quote the WHO. And in essence it’s saying that boomers are now zoomers.

So there you go except for one thing.

And with ageing does come wear and tear on the “vessel” that we use to zoom around in. And today I feel older than the above mentioned chart classification of young. Mostly because I had my arthritic thumb joint injected because the pain is interfering with work and life. Of course the long-term issue is that I have less strength in it which is probably more significance than the pain but that’s not what this blog post is about.

This post is about staying fit and active. Being the kind of grandparent that gets down on the floor and plays. It’s about keeping up with technology but not being ruled by it. It’s about pacing ourselves while still challenging our own status quo.

Now excuse me while I stop pecking away with one hand and go ice my hand. Stop in with your comments and opinions about your “demographics” and mantras!

Bernie

Gran’s Workshop

It feels a little bit like the North Pole at my house right now. The shopping is done, the baking is complete and the house decorated. BUT there just might be a few last minute gifts that are being created.

Quilting stores have Christmas July sales. Crafters start months in advance to knit, sew and create. BUT somehow in my house Continue reading

Learn and explore 

Baby A spent the afternoon with Gran so momma could have some alone time and we had so much fun.

Each and every time she Continue reading

Sunday Snuggles

It’s been a long week in my life professionally (that’s a story for another day maybe) and combined with the lack of sunshine it’s been totally exhausting. So when I was asked to provide some time today for a special cause I did hesitate for a second.

But then I realized that what could be exhausting could also be seen as Continue reading

The Real List 

I always have at least one list on the go, sometimes two. Often when I review them I can get discouraged. Perhaps the 90% positive way to is “look what I did do”. That’s the thought that occurred to me today when I Continue reading

Summer Sunday Snap Chat

The calendar reminds me that the days are getting shorter. This wheat field is a visual that reinforces that. 

The sunshine hours are so precious and I’m always happy when I’m outside “puttering”. Both the veggie and the flower garden are a source of food and beauty. 

When I’m not puttering I’m usually beside the mason working on the rock wall. I have a love hate relationship with rocks because after three years of back and arm  strengthening work I’m like so “over it” but I can still see the beauty in the rocks. 

The beauty in the next picture is more than skin deep which is good because the skin is messy! First encounter with an Arrowroot  biscuit and while she really enjoyed it the result ensured a bath at Gran’s house.Whether it’s with the camera or your memory it’s good to focus on the positives and the beauty in life. It’s far too easy to get weighted down with all the negatives and the “busy”. 

Bernie 

Ps I know this isn’t snap chat but that’s what I called my little chat that went with the snapped pictures! 

Definitely Not 

I am most definitely not having a staycation. By it’s very definition it doesn’t describe what I’ve done in my week “off”.


This first week off is always spent balancing between full on construction work (more on that later in the other blog)  and gardening. The peas, beans and raspberries are all ready so I’m squeezing in picking and processing around loads of mortar mixed and rocks set. Add some laundry, house cleaning (well only a tiny tiny tiny little bit of that to be honest) and some financial catch up and hat has filled almost every moment of my first 7 days off.

Obviously I have yet to weed the garden!

I did make time to go to Lathey Pool with my baby and her baby. Outdoor swimming, followed by an ice cream   sundae at the 8th street DQ, was a summer tradition for well over a decade at our house. My friend discovered Spencer’s first tooth at George Ward Pool. Alyssa’s first set of swimming lessons was at Lathey pool — apparently it looks a lot smaller as an adult than as a child! We had a lovely time introducing Baby A to swimming. She likes it a lot better than the tub apparently. 


Soccer and biking (last official ride of the season) have both put in an appearance this week and a couple of evenings by the fire pit were lovely. But no other staycation type activities as it always seems like there is a lot of work to catch up on. 


BUT before you give me the gears about not slowing down to smell the roses know that a)I love time in the garden and the kitchen, b)time spent at home, to me, is quality time cause I’m pretty darn lucky with where I live and c)we have something else planned for next week and d)I find beauty where I look. 


So stay tuned for the big reveal on The Home Page of 1918 Eaton’s Eager Blog . Exciting times!!

Bernie