Showing posts with label Jeff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jeff. Show all posts

Monday, November 16, 2009

The Boys from Cleaveland Ave.



It was that time of the year again - the annual Binghamton mini-reunion with da guyz.



Much to our surprise, the weather was positively balmy. We took the party outdoors and enjoyed those fleeting rays of sunshine. While the proud papas sat around and reminisced...



The progeny frolicked.



There was a new addition this year.



He had them at "hello."



Just like one of the guys



Yay Jerry's. Jeff was totally in charge of the menu this year, and ordered quite well.



Jordan and Mina had a blast, pre-party, picking out all the strawberries from the fruit tray. Which was fine by me.... just leave the wraps, orzo salad, antipasti tray and cheese platter for me.



Miss Mina was the only girl among the kid set. Surprisingly, this did not intimidate her at all. And as you can see, her influence extends far.



Yep.

This was definitely a guy's party. Notwithstanding the tutus, I notice someone managed to find the remote control just in time for the football game going on back there.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Father's Day Festivities.



Preparations for Father's Day began during the week. A quick crafty idea later, and we were all set. Thanks to our friend MB, who did this craft with her kids and generously shared the idea with me. Jordan and Mina supplied the graphics. Off to a secret corner to hide until Sunday.




On Saturday, we were blessed with yet more rain, and a still-recovering Mina. While Jeff worked in the basement (hard working lawyers never take a day off), I decided to make cupcakes with my own Click and Clack. They are about as useful at baking as those two are at fixing your car over the radio.



They are good at decorating though, provided they get to sample along the way.



But, not so good at posing.



Jeff's best cupcake-eatin' grin.



The good part.



On Sunday morning, while everyone slept, I woke up early and made breakfast. What says Father's Day better than some homemade sticky buns? I can't complain too much about making breakfast - Jeff does it for the kids every other day of the year. I usually stumble downstairs slightly later to make them lunch for school, and drink coffee. Jeff always leaves me alone until well after the coffee.



One of these days, the kids can get up on their own and make breakfast. In the meantime, here's Mina eating some of the breakfast I made for Jeff.

She's not so good at helping.



In fact, she's kind of a demanding little thing, actually.



Not to mention a bit bossy. She's got all of us working for her.



Eventually, she let Jeff sit down to open his card - made by Jordan.



And open his presents too.



Later, we went out to dinner, so Jeff could enjoy his steak in piece.



And then got up early on Monday to keep celebrating. The school arranged for some Father's Day bowling at the local lanes.



Picking out the right ball is critical. Never mind the actual weight of it, or anything trivial like that. Color, people - it's all about the color. Look how brilliantly that shiny, 15-lb pink ball glows. Why mess around with the dinky little 8 pounders when you could have this one?



Jordan is such a pro at this, he just grabbed his ball and ran with it. Literally. His form can only be fully appreciated if you realize how low he is to the ground to begin with. That is one deep knee bend.



And, apparently, it works.



Thirsty business - this bowling thing.



Mina gave up quickly and spent several frames consuming calories. I like her style.



Jordan came over for some strategizing



Which was a good thing, since one of our team members - Sydney - emerged as the dark horse in the mix.



And they waited for their turns, patiently. What more could you ask for??

Happy Father's Day!

Saturday, December 06, 2008

Thursday, September 25, 2008

We're working hard over here.

Poor Bean. During the night she woke up coughing and sneezing. It's so unlike her to awaken once put down, we knew something must be wrong. Sure enough, this morning, she was sneezing, coughing and snotting all over the place. "Here it comes," I thought. The start of the cold season.



The drastic change in weather in our neck of the woods makes it a challenge to adjust. The mornings are very cold, with the temperatures dipping into the 50's; but by midday, they are back into the 70's. Clearly not quite sweater and long sleeve weather just yet - particularly for Jordan, stuck in a classroom for most of the morning.



We made the best of, Bean and I. At home, we cuddled (I've come to the conclusion that Miss Mina has never met a stuffed animal she did not like), drank warm beverages, read stories, watched her new favorite movie (The Bee Movie), and baked some treats (Apple Cinnamon Squares).



Her appetite was ok during the day, and her energy level was pretty high. We'll see what tonight brings.

Jordan seems unaffected so far, although I did hear a random sneeze from him while at the table this evening. Maybe it's the cold, or it might have been some pepper in the air from the steak recipe I was preparing on the counter.

While I prepped dinner, the kids occupied themselves with their work.



Tonight's project - play dough birthday cakes, candles and toadstools (don't bother trying to understand. There is no explanation with this age group). They love this stuff. I've got to get back to making my own batches though. The stuff in the jar has such toxic smell to it. And it's so neon-y.



The best part of arts and crafts at the table is the conversation. I hesitate to use that word - conversation - since I'm talking about two and three year olds here. We're not exactly debating economic bail-outs or vice presidential qualifications. Instead, I usually get snippets of this or that. Little bits of color that make up the mental quilt of their lives.

Tonight, for instance, we all sat there happily clay-ing away. I looked up when I heard Jordan start humming the happy birthday song. The humming gave way to singing, except this was the version he shared:

Jordan:

Happy Birthday to You.
Happy Birthday to You.
You look like a Monkey.
And you smell like one too.

Me (shocked and horrified): Where did you learn that??!?

Jordan: Madagascar.



While I was in Pittsburgh this weekend, Monkey Sr. introduced Madagascar and The Bee Movie into our children's lives. Now, don't get me wrong. I am not anti-tv, or anti-cartoon. There's a time and a place for all of this. Like long car rides to North Carolina in a minivan crammed full of carp and a schedule to keep.

But there's something disconcerting about hearing your three year old recite a snarky, snotty little rhyming song. Some of these cartoons have these attitude heavy characters that are so not kid-like, to me. At least, they don't act like the kind of kids I want to live with. I mean, I know, one day my kids are going to be the same...but I guess I just want them to stay sweet and snark free as long as possible.

Given their parentage, I know that's asking a LOT.

Now, lest you judge poor Jeff to harshly, he's not all that bad.

Let me take this moment to congratulate him on a major work victory. Spearheading the team representing a mentally handicapped woman, Jeff won a significant victory in court on her behalf. Despite evidentiary hurdles, Jeff and counsel were able to convince a court that enough existed to go forward on constitutional claims. This is actually a much harder standard than it sounds. Her claim centers on abuse she suffered at the hands of her caregivers at psychiatric residential facility.

Here's the official write-up:

A team of New York O'Melveny lawyers led by counsel Jeff Trimarchi and associate Michael Berengarten recently achieved a significant pro bono victory on behalf of client RW, a woman with profound developmental disabilities who was neglected and abused at a state-run facility.

With the help of co-counsel New York Lawyers for the Public Interest (NYLPI), the O'Melveny team successfully defeated summary judgment in federal district court in New York, thereby affirming the constitutional rights of developmentally disabled individuals in state care. Finding that individuals who reside in a state-run facility have a constitutionally-protected liberty interest under the due process clause of the 14th Amendment to be free from physical, psychological, and emotional harm, including protection from self-injury, Judge Kenneth M. Karas of the United States District Court for the Southern District of New York denied all five defendants' motions for summary judgment. The judge also held that the Constitution requires that individuals receive adequate food, shelter, clothing, medical care, and conditions of reasonable care and safety regardless of whether they are deemed to be residing at that facility voluntarily or involuntarily.

The complaint asserts Section 1983 and constitutional claims on behalf of West against various government employees of the New York State Office of Mental Retardation and Developmental Disabilities (OMRDD). The defendants, ranging from developmental aides to the former Director and Deputy Director of the Hudson Valley Developmental Disabilities Services Office, are alleged to have abused and neglected West, or allowed her to be abused and neglected, while under their care and supervision.

In his 57-page decision, Judge Karas held that RW presented sufficient evidence for a jury to conclude that each of the defendants carried out, or were deliberately indifferent to, numerous instances of abuse and neglect which violated plaintiff's substantive due process rights. According to the court's recitation of facts, "Plaintiff listed approximately fifty-nine incidents of injuries she suffered while at the [residence]," including the "eye-opening allegations" that RW was struck by a staff member resulting in "two handprints" that were found on her body. In addition, O'Melveny submitted evidence that she was physically assaulted by another resident on at least eight occasions, and threatened with a hairbrush, twice gagged with a bib, and beaten with a hanger -- all by the same developmental aide. O'Melveny also alleged other actionable constitutional violations such as ongoing unhygienic care and inadequate and delayed medical treatment.

This case presented significant difficulties because West is non-verbal and incapable of giving testimony, and because there were no witnesses to several of the most egregious instances of abuse and neglect. In addition, O'Melveny was retained after discovery was closed and the deadline for dispositive motions was only months away. In a period of two months, Trimarchi, Berengarten, and New York associate Torello Calvani, reviewed boxes of documentary evidence and prepared a joint pretrial order, an exhibit list including over 200 exhibits, and a proposed jury charge and verdict sheet. After these submissions, all five defendants moved for summary judgment. The O'Melveny team, with support from its co-counsel NYLPI, interviewed and obtained a declaration from a key witness, researched, drafted, and filed three opposition briefs consisting of over 85 pages, and prepared an attorney declaration with over 70 exhibits, an omnibus counterstatement of facts and responses to each defendant's statement of facts. Thereafter, the team took numerous depositions of nonparty witnesses in a related case pending in the New York State Court of Claims, which testimony will be admissible in the federal action.

In July 2008, the court heard oral argument on the motions, which lasted over two and a half hours in front of an extremely active bench. Although there was no eyewitness to the most severe beating, Trimarchi successfully argued that the circumstantial evidence presented was sufficient for a jury to conclude that one of the defendants was the assailant. Trimarchi also convinced the court that the other allegations of abuse alleged against this defendant violated RW's constitutional rights.

Berengarten then successfully argued the opposition to three of the defendants' motions for summary judgment. First, he argued that a house supervisor who displayed a casual indifference to the violations could be held liable under a theory of supervisory liability. The court rejected as "entirely unpersuasive" that supervisor's argument that she could not be held responsible because plaintiff was "predisposed to suffering injuries" given her condition. The court held that such argument and "the attitude it reflects" was "potentially problematic for . . . a supervisor who was charged with providing Plaintiff with a reasonably safe and secure environment." To the contrary, the court held that "[t]he law demands more of those charged with protecting the most vulnerable in our society."

Berengarten also successfully argued that two high ranking officials without responsibility over the day-to-day affairs could be found personally involved in the underlying conduct based on their notice of, and deliberate indifference to, the ongoing deprivations to West and other residents of that facility.

"O'Melveny's commitment to pro bono work allowed us the time and resources to give this important matter the attention in deserved," said Trimarchi. "And it was extremely gratifying to see our case strategy result in a great decision from the court," he added.

"We hope that this case will not only improve the quality of life for our client, but will also affect necessary structural changes in the OMRDD regarding the detection of abuse and neglect, and thereby improve the lives of all residents within the system," said Berengarten.

Also in New York, partner Bill Sushon supervised the team, which also received valuable research assistance from 2008 summer associate Matthew Damm and 2007 summer associate Sarah Kirby, with additional support from professional paralegal Andrew Nadler, and assistant Joanne Mastropasqua.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Like Sand Through the Hourglass...



Almost 17 years ago, I first met this guy in an early morning Italian class in college. Don't ask what possessed me to take a class that met five days a week at 9:00 am. I honestly do not know what I was thinking. Seriously. What got into me? Why Italian? In the back of my mind, I was thinking, it would be an easy A since I had years of Spanish and Latin under my belt. But why would I take a language class anyway since I had already met the school's language requirements and there were a thousand other classes that would have been even easier A's. Why didn't I just do like everyone else, sleep in, and take an art class at 11:00?

Because it was fate. That's the only way to explain why I was destined to take that ridiculous class at that ungodly hour, five days a week. It was fate, because there, I met my future husband, who's been stuck with me since.

Yesterday, he celebrated his 35 birthday. He's now officially in the midst of the "thirty-something" years (remember that show? Didn't they all seem really old??)

We celebrated as only parents of two younguns can - at breakfast.



I made a special breakfast for everyone. Special is a relative term of course. It was special for the kids only because I threw some chocolate chips into their usual daily pancakes. It was special for Jeff only because he never eats breakfast.



Mina provided the entertainment with a impromptu fashion show. And then we sent poor Dada on his way, off to work to go make some money so we can all goof around at home.



And goof around is exactly what we did. It's been pretty hot in this neck of the woods. Excellent pool weather. So, for a change of pace, instead of schlepping all our stuff to the community pool, I decided to drag out the old "Scurvy Dog" inflatable pool we used at Mina's party last year. I got it inflated and cleaned, and filled it with water. The kids went nuts.

















The kids had a lot of fun with this thing. Set up took some time, but it was worth it. We spent most of the morning outside, they had lunch, napped, and then got another hour or so of use in the afternoon before dinner. It wore them out nicely on a hot day, and we managed to avoid wasting too many hours in front of the tv, which is always a plus in my book.

Poor Dada - the birthday boy missed out on the fun during the day. However, we made up for it that evening with a nice dinner at Bond 45 in Manhattan. As usual, I forgot my camera. Here's a shot taken from outside by someone with a good eye.


photocredit: JiminTimesSquare

The food was good, the service excellent, and we even had a celebrity sighting! Sitting at the table right next to us was Amanda Seyfried, the actresses who plays the daughter in the new movie, "Mama Mia." I recognized her right away from one of my favorite movies, "Mean Girls."

She was eating a salad, accompanied by two other people, including a large gentleman who was not eating a salad.

Unlike Jeff, I did not immediately freak out and start waving my arms around to point her out. (Jeff is notoriously bad when he spots a celebrity). I just whispered to our table that the actress from Mama Mia was sitting next to us. She's very pretty in person, btw. I tried to listen in on the conversation, but it was hard to make out more than snippets of things. One of the other women at the table was louder and all she talked about was food to avoid. She looked hungry. Just my opinion, but the last thing I'd want to talk about at a popular restaurant with good food, is all the "bad food" out there you want to avoid. Just eat something already and enjoy it for once without the guilt.

Just sayin.