I think just showing her that there IS a pattern, and that it carries through up to infinity, really helped her. She wasn't even sure on what multiplication represented, so figuring that out AND seeing the patterns was really encouraging to her. I also don't know that you can really call them patterns, so much as repeating formulae for the ones place and showing her how to tell when the 10s place rolls over ([3,6,9]-1 in the ones place + a rollover in the 10s place= [12,15,18], stuff like that.) If it's just another illogical pattern or something to rote memorize, she's not interested. She thinks in much the same manner Geek does, which is pretty close to the way I do.
I'm calling up the engr companies later today to see what the hell happened to "We'll let you know by Friday."
I ate like shit last night and my body is reminding me why that's a bad idea. Hideous gas, heinous gas bloat, heinous water bloat, and mental issues (as in, I worked myself up into a state around 430 this morning.)
I couldn't sleep last night. Jist couldn't. My brain was being stupid and wouldn't shut up. I finally took a double pill dose of valerian around 0530.
It's our anniversary. As of this time, 3 years ago, I was a nervous wreck. The speakers were being ghetto rigged by Geek, his father, and the best man; I hadn't printed out the ceremony for the officiant; and nothing was going to plan. My father and Man of Honor conspired together and calmed me down (with the help of alcohol) and started doing what they could to get me off the ceiling.
I've been told repeatedly that it was an odd wedding and very suiting to two geeks getting married. I've had multiple hints to recreate the weekend of Texas partying.
I've been married to the man I love for 3 years now. Forever took a long time to get here, but I'm glad it is here.
Here's to us, and Happy Anniversary to a Geek not on MDA!