Hey Humble Readers...
Well, I'm back. Beauregard the laptop is back in my posession and is actually running better than what it did when I first got it. I got the computer back a couple of days ago, but because they had to completely wipe the hard drive, it's taken me some time to get things back to the way I like them. Thank heaven I had backed up all the pictures on Picasa. And the computer tech guys were able to save the files that I was most concerned about losing from my writing and my plethora of lists! Yay!
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My Beloved's first few days at his new job have gone well. He says it's a much more professional environment than he's been accustomed to. And it's a rather posh office... a newly built building with granite countertops in the bathrooms and a water feature in the reception area. Still in the dark on the medical benefits (which is one of my main concerns) but all in all, he seems happy and excited about his work. A couple of little bummers... he has to leave a half hour earlier in the morning, and he can't come home for lunch any more. I miss that little bit of adult conversation in the middle of the day and he misses seeing the wee-lings.
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My mom has had a bit of a health scare. (Just a reminder that my mom is a 6 time cancer survivor - cervical, uterine, lung, melanoma, lymphoma, lesions on her brain) One of her past cancer issues was a melanoma on her forehead by her left temple. A month ago she found a small spot on her forehead on the right temple. Given her history, her doctors didn't want to mess around, and so yesterday they removed the spot. It was a little over 4mm, and it was sent for further testing. I've been able to keep my concerns in check until today, because I found out that her main doc wants to see her on Monday morning. Part of me knows that it's likely just to check on the incision and possibly remove the stitches, but I'm still anxious. I know that she absolutely doesn't have the emotional reserves right now, with everything going on with the divorce, to deal with a full on cancer battle again. DOESN'T SHE DESERVE A BREAK?!?!
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I'm hesitant to say this, but I think we may be past the sleep regression situation. At least for the time being. We changed up the bedtime routine a bit. Ginny and Pippin both go to bed at the same time now. We do teeth brushing, stories, and prayers together now, whereas before we would put Ginny down first and then put Pip down an hour or so later. We are doing a modified version of Ferber (I think that's the name of it anyway), where one of us will go in and comfort him a bit every 10 or 15 minutes if he's fussing. In the last couple of days we've only had to go in twice. I was just so hesitant to do that, because I didn't want his crying to upset Ginny's sleep (and I really don't like CIO), but my Beloved was adamant that we give it a try... and it's worked. And it seems like Ginny's settling a little quicker now too.
QUESTION: Have any of you found that your baby had a tough time learning to self soothe if they didn't learn to suck their thumb? (we don't use pacifiers either)
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Goals for 2013 Update: I'm well into my third book of the year already. I'm very happy that I've gotten such a good start on my reading goal for the year. Other goals have been very slow to start. I have been better with my line-a-day journal, but my weightloss has plateaued at 19.6lb down (since November). Workouts have been pretty much non-existent (hence the plateau), but I have booked an appointment for a hair cut tomorrow (my first since last April). And I'm planning on colouring my hair next weekend. Potty training... oh heavens... I am so lame. I am going to get on that on Monday. My daily to do lists have remained unaccomplished mostly for the last couple of weeks, but I'm allowing myself some slack there because of Pippin's sleep issues for the last two weeks.
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What's been the highlight of your week so far?
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Friday, January 25, 2013
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Random Parenting Ponderings
Hey Humble Readers...
I hope you're all well, cozy in your homes. It snowed here in the Shire for more than 24 hours and we are hanging out at around -5C for a daytime high. I finally caved yesterday and turned on the furnace. Last year I made it until November 5th. *sigh* Oh well... at least we have a furnace to turn on, right?
So, I've had some parenting stuff wander through my head recently, and I'm wondering where you all stand on these things.
Potty Training - When did the word training become verboten? Bathroom education... toilet learning... heck I've even read the term 'personal waste management' used. Why is 'training' a bad word? We hire personal trainers, train for marathons, and we even play games to train our brains to keep them sharp. Why is it wrong to call learning to use the toilet potty training? It really is training... Ginny is having to train her brain to recognize the messages her body is sending. Is this just a case of political correctness run amok, or am I completely missing the boat?
Sleep - I hesitate to bring this up, simply because I know we have gotten off sooooooo easy in this department. Many of my friends have gone for months, even years without a complete night's sleep on account of wee-lings that won't sleep when the rest of the world does. We have a situation with two wee-lings who go to bed at different times, in the same room. Ginny goes to bed at 7:30pm and Pippin is adjusting to sleeping through the night without his 11pm feeding. It's time for him to be sleeping in the nursery all night rather than starting the night in the living room and then being moved to his crib much later. Ginny is a good sleeper, but she's a light sleeper, and I don't want to wreck her great sleep routine by introducing a squawking little man into the situation. How do those of you with twins or more than one wee-ling handle them sleeping in the same room? Any advice to share?
Ginny's Birthday - Our wee sweet girl will be two sooner rather than I care to admit, and I'm having some difficulties with my plans for her birthday party. First, I decided back in the summer that I wanted to do a "Build Her Library" birthday party (using library cards as invitations, and encouraging her guests to bring books rather than toys because her birthday is so close to Christmas). My MIL has questioned this idea whenever I bring it up, implying that Ginny is too young to be given a lot of 'nice' storybooks. Yes, Ginny has recently been hard on some of her books, loving them to death as some little ones do with their stuffies or blankies. But she so loves having stories read to her, and I want to increase the variety of stories she has to choose from. Second, I'm struggling with who to invite to the party. Ginny only has one real little friend, from church. I want to invite the aunts and uncles, but I don't want it to seem like a gift grab kind of situation. A second birthday doesn't strike me as much of a milestone birthday as the first... or rather I'm afraid they won't see it as such. I want her to have a nice celebration of her, but I don't want anyone to feel obligated. Does that make any sense at all??
I have other things rattling around in my brain, but I think I'll stop here for now. Looking forward to hearing your input... :)
I hope you're all well, cozy in your homes. It snowed here in the Shire for more than 24 hours and we are hanging out at around -5C for a daytime high. I finally caved yesterday and turned on the furnace. Last year I made it until November 5th. *sigh* Oh well... at least we have a furnace to turn on, right?
So, I've had some parenting stuff wander through my head recently, and I'm wondering where you all stand on these things.
Potty Training - When did the word training become verboten? Bathroom education... toilet learning... heck I've even read the term 'personal waste management' used. Why is 'training' a bad word? We hire personal trainers, train for marathons, and we even play games to train our brains to keep them sharp. Why is it wrong to call learning to use the toilet potty training? It really is training... Ginny is having to train her brain to recognize the messages her body is sending. Is this just a case of political correctness run amok, or am I completely missing the boat?
Sleep - I hesitate to bring this up, simply because I know we have gotten off sooooooo easy in this department. Many of my friends have gone for months, even years without a complete night's sleep on account of wee-lings that won't sleep when the rest of the world does. We have a situation with two wee-lings who go to bed at different times, in the same room. Ginny goes to bed at 7:30pm and Pippin is adjusting to sleeping through the night without his 11pm feeding. It's time for him to be sleeping in the nursery all night rather than starting the night in the living room and then being moved to his crib much later. Ginny is a good sleeper, but she's a light sleeper, and I don't want to wreck her great sleep routine by introducing a squawking little man into the situation. How do those of you with twins or more than one wee-ling handle them sleeping in the same room? Any advice to share?
Ginny's Birthday - Our wee sweet girl will be two sooner rather than I care to admit, and I'm having some difficulties with my plans for her birthday party. First, I decided back in the summer that I wanted to do a "Build Her Library" birthday party (using library cards as invitations, and encouraging her guests to bring books rather than toys because her birthday is so close to Christmas). My MIL has questioned this idea whenever I bring it up, implying that Ginny is too young to be given a lot of 'nice' storybooks. Yes, Ginny has recently been hard on some of her books, loving them to death as some little ones do with their stuffies or blankies. But she so loves having stories read to her, and I want to increase the variety of stories she has to choose from. Second, I'm struggling with who to invite to the party. Ginny only has one real little friend, from church. I want to invite the aunts and uncles, but I don't want it to seem like a gift grab kind of situation. A second birthday doesn't strike me as much of a milestone birthday as the first... or rather I'm afraid they won't see it as such. I want her to have a nice celebration of her, but I don't want anyone to feel obligated. Does that make any sense at all??
I have other things rattling around in my brain, but I think I'll stop here for now. Looking forward to hearing your input... :)
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
On This Day...
Hey Humble Readers...
On September 18th...
14 – Tiberius is confirmed as Roman Emperor by the Roman Senate following the natural death of Augustus
324 – Constantine the Great decisively defeats Licinius in the Battle of Chrysopolis, establishing Constantine's sole control over the Roman Empire.
1180 – Philip Augustus becomes king of France.
1679 – New Hampshire becomes a county of the Massachusetts Bay Colony.
1809 – The Royal Opera House in London opens.
1851 – First publication of The New-York Daily Times, which later becomes The New York Times.
1919 – The Netherlands gives women the right to vote.
1934 – The USSR is admitted to League of Nations.
1975 – Patty Hearst is arrested after a year on the FBI Most Wanted List.
1984 – Joe Kittinger completes the first solo balloon crossing of the Atlantic.
1998 – ICANN is formed.
2009 – The 72 year run of the soap opera The Guiding Light ends as its final episode is broadcast.
I share my birthday with a bio-aunt (she was 12 when I was born) and she got married on her birthday 8 years later. I was a flower-girl.
My bio-sister's birthday was yesterday. I had a step-cousin, whose birthday is tomorrow.
I started college on my 19th birthday.
The first day of our NYC trip 3 years ago was my birthday.
My Beloved got me the Rachael Ray pasta pot that I have been longing for FOREVER, and 'from the wee-lings' I got a giftcard for my favourite clothing store (where I will be buying my much longed for new bras!). I know that my Beloved has arranged for a sitter tonight, and that we're going out.
Happy Birthday to me!!!
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Sleep Update - last night was better, but not spectacular. Master Pippin got laid down in his crib just before midnight... and Miss Ginny woke up. But she was able to settle fairly quickly. Over the next half hour I was in and out of the nursery a couple of times, just to re-settle Ginny. Pip was dead to the world. I woke up at about 3:15 to Ginny squawking. Got her settled again, and Pip was awake, so I fed him, and then he and I slept in the living room again until 6. I think once we get past the 3am feedings again, we might be in a pretty good place. I just feel bad that Ginny, who has always been a great sleeper, is having to be put through this.
On September 18th...
14 – Tiberius is confirmed as Roman Emperor by the Roman Senate following the natural death of Augustus
324 – Constantine the Great decisively defeats Licinius in the Battle of Chrysopolis, establishing Constantine's sole control over the Roman Empire.
1180 – Philip Augustus becomes king of France.
1679 – New Hampshire becomes a county of the Massachusetts Bay Colony.
1809 – The Royal Opera House in London opens.
1851 – First publication of The New-York Daily Times, which later becomes The New York Times.
1919 – The Netherlands gives women the right to vote.
1934 – The USSR is admitted to League of Nations.
1975 – Patty Hearst is arrested after a year on the FBI Most Wanted List.
1984 – Joe Kittinger completes the first solo balloon crossing of the Atlantic.
1998 – ICANN is formed.
2009 – The 72 year run of the soap opera The Guiding Light ends as its final episode is broadcast.
(all info/links above respectfully borrowed from Wikipedia)
And in 1974, at 6:30 in the morning, your friendly neighbourhood wanna-be hobbit took her first breath. :)I share my birthday with a bio-aunt (she was 12 when I was born) and she got married on her birthday 8 years later. I was a flower-girl.
My bio-sister's birthday was yesterday. I had a step-cousin, whose birthday is tomorrow.
I started college on my 19th birthday.
The first day of our NYC trip 3 years ago was my birthday.
My Beloved got me the Rachael Ray pasta pot that I have been longing for FOREVER, and 'from the wee-lings' I got a giftcard for my favourite clothing store (where I will be buying my much longed for new bras!). I know that my Beloved has arranged for a sitter tonight, and that we're going out.
Happy Birthday to me!!!
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Sleep Update - last night was better, but not spectacular. Master Pippin got laid down in his crib just before midnight... and Miss Ginny woke up. But she was able to settle fairly quickly. Over the next half hour I was in and out of the nursery a couple of times, just to re-settle Ginny. Pip was dead to the world. I woke up at about 3:15 to Ginny squawking. Got her settled again, and Pip was awake, so I fed him, and then he and I slept in the living room again until 6. I think once we get past the 3am feedings again, we might be in a pretty good place. I just feel bad that Ginny, who has always been a great sleeper, is having to be put through this.
Monday, September 17, 2012
Monday Snapshot: Tired
Howdy Humble Readers...
Again, I'm late to the party. **sigh** I have a good reason though!
We did it. We bit the bullet. Pippin slept in the nursery with Ginny last night. Well, sleep might be overstating things a bit, but it was a big step.
Things didn't go all that well. I think it was actually a perfect storm of a bad day.
Ginny ended up going to bed early last night because she was sick, grumpy, and really just a bear (she's been refusing to nap lately, and is back to removing her diaper in protest). I went to bed early to read. My Beloved stayed up to give Pippin his usual dream feed at around 11. After the bottle, a diaper change, and jammies, it was TIME. My Beloved wrapped him in his swaddle bag and took him into the nursery.
Pip woke up just as he was being laid down in the crib, so he needed to suck on his fist to help him go back to sleep. He doesn't exactly do this quietly. He sounds like a saint bernard with a particularly juicy bone.
Ginny woke up. Angry.
Long story short, my night was spent sitting on the couch in the dark with alternating children until they both fell asleep. By that time, I figured that it wouldn't be long until Pip woke up to be fed, so I would stay awake. Ha ha. I dozed off, and woke 20 minutes later to his very angy hungry cry, and Ginny standing in her crib pointing at him saying, "Baby cwyin'. Baby loud." I managed to get her settled again pretty quick and was able to feed Pip. By this time it was after 4am, so I laid him down in the bassinett in the living room, and I crashed on the couch.
He woke up again at 6.
Today was better, simply by virtue of both of the wee-lings taking good solid naps because they were so tired. I caught about 20 minutes of a snooze this afternoon.
Pippin was so tired at dinner-time tonight, that I had a funny mummy-fail moment. While the three of us eat dinner, Pip usually hangs out in his bassinett, but that didn't seem to be doing it for him tonight. So my Beloved moved him over to his jumper/exerciser thingy. And this is what happened...
Yup, that's my wee little mister, fast asleep.
Hopefully, tonight will be better. We'll see. It's a process of getting them used to sleeping in the same room, right?
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This was posted as a part of PAIL Blogger's Monday Snapshot blog hop. Click over and see what the others are sharing tonight.
Again, I'm late to the party. **sigh** I have a good reason though!
We did it. We bit the bullet. Pippin slept in the nursery with Ginny last night. Well, sleep might be overstating things a bit, but it was a big step.
Things didn't go all that well. I think it was actually a perfect storm of a bad day.
Ginny ended up going to bed early last night because she was sick, grumpy, and really just a bear (she's been refusing to nap lately, and is back to removing her diaper in protest). I went to bed early to read. My Beloved stayed up to give Pippin his usual dream feed at around 11. After the bottle, a diaper change, and jammies, it was TIME. My Beloved wrapped him in his swaddle bag and took him into the nursery.
Pip woke up just as he was being laid down in the crib, so he needed to suck on his fist to help him go back to sleep. He doesn't exactly do this quietly. He sounds like a saint bernard with a particularly juicy bone.
Ginny woke up. Angry.
Long story short, my night was spent sitting on the couch in the dark with alternating children until they both fell asleep. By that time, I figured that it wouldn't be long until Pip woke up to be fed, so I would stay awake. Ha ha. I dozed off, and woke 20 minutes later to his very angy hungry cry, and Ginny standing in her crib pointing at him saying, "Baby cwyin'. Baby loud." I managed to get her settled again pretty quick and was able to feed Pip. By this time it was after 4am, so I laid him down in the bassinett in the living room, and I crashed on the couch.
He woke up again at 6.
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| Ginny 'reading' to Pippin. It took us a while to get dressed this morning. |
Pippin was so tired at dinner-time tonight, that I had a funny mummy-fail moment. While the three of us eat dinner, Pip usually hangs out in his bassinett, but that didn't seem to be doing it for him tonight. So my Beloved moved him over to his jumper/exerciser thingy. And this is what happened...
Yup, that's my wee little mister, fast asleep.
Hopefully, tonight will be better. We'll see. It's a process of getting them used to sleeping in the same room, right?
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This was posted as a part of PAIL Blogger's Monday Snapshot blog hop. Click over and see what the others are sharing tonight.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Hobbit-ish Potpurri: Weekend Recap
Howdy Humble Readers...
Well, we ended up having a relatively unproductive weekend. Friday night ended up being a write-off for me in terms of sleep (I have been dealing with stuffy sinuses at night and it makes sleeping very challenging). I dozed off finally some time after four in the morning, and Ginny decided that 5am would be a great time to wake up (I think she actually had a nightmare, but timing's a biotch!). She dozed off again around 6, I got less than three hours sleep. Ugh. It made for a completely wasted Saturday. I ended up having to send my Beloved to do the grocery shopping on his own and didn't take a shower until four in the afternoon.
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One funny thing from Saturday... I took a nap while Ginny was napping, and I had a bizarre dream about my mom being 7 weeks pregnant right now. Particularly crazy as she had a hysterectomy more than 20 years ago. I told her about the dream when I called to wish her a happy birthday last night, and I don't know if it was the wine she had with dinner, but she thought it was the funniest thing she ever heard.
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I seem to be a walking mess of minor injuries. I'm nursing a bit of a goose-egg on my forehead. On Friday, Ginny decided that she no longer wanted to sit on my lap, and threw herself backward rather unexpectedly. I can safely say that she no longer has a soft spot on her skull. Ouch!!! I've burned myself in the kitchen more times in the last week than I have in the last six months. I think I have tendonitis in my right thumb (and of course I'm right handed, so that makes all kinds of things a challenge). And, oh yeah, I think I wrenched my back/hip a bit... I've had a stitch in my side for the last 24 hours. I'm a mess, I tell ya!
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If you've been here a while, you know that I had challenges with breastfeeding Ginny. Granted I had a lot of strikes against me (being obese, GD, a failed induction, c-section), but I still had some pretty high expectations of myself, and ended up really beating myself up about it when I finally gave up after three months. I totally get that 'the breast is best', but for some women, it just doesn't always work the way it should. Soooo, when I read this article the other day I almost jumped out of my skin in anger and frustration. Apparently the La Leche League in New Zealand is so powerful, that it has forced changes to a national non-smoking ad campaign, all because it shows a dad bottle feeding his child! I was just completely flabbergasted. The commercial wasn't to promote a brand of baby formula or bottles. IT WAS TO PROMOTE HEALTHY LIVING!! And somehow the sight of a father feeding his child was so offensive and controversial that it had to be removed from the ad campaign. (ok, rant over)
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Confession time... I love America's Got Talent. Love it. So, of course, I am now watching Canada's Got Talent (a shameless rip off, of course). I love the good, the bad, and the truly terrible. But, I have to ask... what is the deal with people sticking strange things up their noses in the name of entertainment? I just don't get it! :)
Well, we ended up having a relatively unproductive weekend. Friday night ended up being a write-off for me in terms of sleep (I have been dealing with stuffy sinuses at night and it makes sleeping very challenging). I dozed off finally some time after four in the morning, and Ginny decided that 5am would be a great time to wake up (I think she actually had a nightmare, but timing's a biotch!). She dozed off again around 6, I got less than three hours sleep. Ugh. It made for a completely wasted Saturday. I ended up having to send my Beloved to do the grocery shopping on his own and didn't take a shower until four in the afternoon.
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One funny thing from Saturday... I took a nap while Ginny was napping, and I had a bizarre dream about my mom being 7 weeks pregnant right now. Particularly crazy as she had a hysterectomy more than 20 years ago. I told her about the dream when I called to wish her a happy birthday last night, and I don't know if it was the wine she had with dinner, but she thought it was the funniest thing she ever heard.
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I seem to be a walking mess of minor injuries. I'm nursing a bit of a goose-egg on my forehead. On Friday, Ginny decided that she no longer wanted to sit on my lap, and threw herself backward rather unexpectedly. I can safely say that she no longer has a soft spot on her skull. Ouch!!! I've burned myself in the kitchen more times in the last week than I have in the last six months. I think I have tendonitis in my right thumb (and of course I'm right handed, so that makes all kinds of things a challenge). And, oh yeah, I think I wrenched my back/hip a bit... I've had a stitch in my side for the last 24 hours. I'm a mess, I tell ya!
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If you've been here a while, you know that I had challenges with breastfeeding Ginny. Granted I had a lot of strikes against me (being obese, GD, a failed induction, c-section), but I still had some pretty high expectations of myself, and ended up really beating myself up about it when I finally gave up after three months. I totally get that 'the breast is best', but for some women, it just doesn't always work the way it should. Soooo, when I read this article the other day I almost jumped out of my skin in anger and frustration. Apparently the La Leche League in New Zealand is so powerful, that it has forced changes to a national non-smoking ad campaign, all because it shows a dad bottle feeding his child! I was just completely flabbergasted. The commercial wasn't to promote a brand of baby formula or bottles. IT WAS TO PROMOTE HEALTHY LIVING!! And somehow the sight of a father feeding his child was so offensive and controversial that it had to be removed from the ad campaign. (ok, rant over)
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Confession time... I love America's Got Talent. Love it. So, of course, I am now watching Canada's Got Talent (a shameless rip off, of course). I love the good, the bad, and the truly terrible. But, I have to ask... what is the deal with people sticking strange things up their noses in the name of entertainment? I just don't get it! :)
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Hobbit-ish Potpurri:
Good Evening Humble Readers...
If I wasn't sure before, it's now official... Winter has landed! We woke up to several inches of the white stuff and while it looks pretty, all I can think of is slipping and falling (and probably breaking something... I know I'm irrational). I saw the weather prediction for this winter and it makes me a little sad. A La Nina winter (more snow than usual) and temps below average. As if average wasn't cold enough. *sigh* I must remember the year I lived in Florida and actually missed winter.
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I finally had a bit of an epiphany... what I have been assuming is 'the crud' may be pregnancy sinusitus. I had it last time toward the end (read: November) and it may explain all my sinus issues recently. I'm going to invest in a neti pot or some saline spray and see if that helps.
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In other pregnancy news, I think I have officially 'popped'. Of course, with all my extra fluff, the average person wouldn't notice it, but I'm feeling a bit rounder than usual, and I've noticed that it's harder to curl up on the couch the way I usually do.
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I mentioned the plumbing work we had done recently on our bathroom in yesterday's post... but let me tell you, I am so stoked that I don't have to use a set of pliers to turn the water on and off anymore. It sucks that we had to shell out more than $400 (and this after paying $250 just over a month ago for repairs to the same faucet) but at least they didn't have to go into the wall or anything to replace the faucet.
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I managed to do something today that I don't think I could do again if I tried. I was making my breakfast, slicing some cheese to go with my eggs, when my fingers slid off the back of the knife I was using and I manged to cut the first to fingers of my left hand... WITH THE BACK OF THE KNIFE. Really, the cuts are no worse than papercuts, but man oh man did they ever sting... especially this afternoon when I was slicing onions to go in our dinner. Ouch!!!
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Tomorrow night is my Beloved's work Christmas party. We're going to a dinner theater. I love live theater, but we haven't seen much since we got married, so I'm super excited.
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Well, I'm off to bed. I went to bed early last night and actually slept for close to 6 hours in bed before my stuffy sinuses woke me up. Woohoo. We'll see if I can beat that tonight.
If I wasn't sure before, it's now official... Winter has landed! We woke up to several inches of the white stuff and while it looks pretty, all I can think of is slipping and falling (and probably breaking something... I know I'm irrational). I saw the weather prediction for this winter and it makes me a little sad. A La Nina winter (more snow than usual) and temps below average. As if average wasn't cold enough. *sigh* I must remember the year I lived in Florida and actually missed winter.
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I finally had a bit of an epiphany... what I have been assuming is 'the crud' may be pregnancy sinusitus. I had it last time toward the end (read: November) and it may explain all my sinus issues recently. I'm going to invest in a neti pot or some saline spray and see if that helps.
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In other pregnancy news, I think I have officially 'popped'. Of course, with all my extra fluff, the average person wouldn't notice it, but I'm feeling a bit rounder than usual, and I've noticed that it's harder to curl up on the couch the way I usually do.
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I mentioned the plumbing work we had done recently on our bathroom in yesterday's post... but let me tell you, I am so stoked that I don't have to use a set of pliers to turn the water on and off anymore. It sucks that we had to shell out more than $400 (and this after paying $250 just over a month ago for repairs to the same faucet) but at least they didn't have to go into the wall or anything to replace the faucet.
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I managed to do something today that I don't think I could do again if I tried. I was making my breakfast, slicing some cheese to go with my eggs, when my fingers slid off the back of the knife I was using and I manged to cut the first to fingers of my left hand... WITH THE BACK OF THE KNIFE. Really, the cuts are no worse than papercuts, but man oh man did they ever sting... especially this afternoon when I was slicing onions to go in our dinner. Ouch!!!
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Tomorrow night is my Beloved's work Christmas party. We're going to a dinner theater. I love live theater, but we haven't seen much since we got married, so I'm super excited.
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Well, I'm off to bed. I went to bed early last night and actually slept for close to 6 hours in bed before my stuffy sinuses woke me up. Woohoo. We'll see if I can beat that tonight.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Check.. Check.. Is this Thing On?
Hey Humble Readers...
Are you still out there?
I know it's been a heck of a long time. Two weeks since my last post.
I wish I could say it's because my computer had died, or that we had crappy internet service. But nope, it's just been plain old exhaustion. The last two weeks of work just about killed me. I was falling asleep on my lunch breaks. I barely had the energy to get to work and to my doctor's appointments... let alone spending time online. My poor Beloved has put up with a groggy hobbit-wife, and has hardly anything homecooked for days and days.
I'm sorry I haven't been around. Now that I'm done working, I'm hoping that I will see a bit of an increase in my energy levels again. I slept almost all morning today, and I'm actually feeling a bit more human.
Stories that need telling...
The GD GD: getting better, but it's taking a lot of insulin to do it. My before meal sugar levels are pretty good (except for breakfast, although it's getting better too), and most days I'm doing pretty good with it. I've had very few meltdowns about it lately. My stomach is showing a lot of not so pretty bruising from the needles, but it's the easiest place for me to inject.
The Nursery: still in progress. We now have all the decor bits I ordered from Esty, and half the furniture that needs to be painted is at my MIL's house waiting to be sanded and refreshed.
The Ultrasound: Got a good peak at him/her today. I'll post the pics tomorrow. Got to see little waving hands and it looks like the Halfling has my nose (poor kid!). He/She is head down, facing to the right. His/Her hands were in the way so we didn't get a lot of really good pics, but there's one pretty good one.
Pregnancy in general: not too bad. Other than tired-ness, things seem to be going okay. I'll be doing my week 32 update tomorrow sometime. Tomorrow we have our tour at the hospital, and we start prenatal classes on the 13th.
I hope you all are well. It will take me some time to catch up, but I wanted you all to know I'm alive up here on the flatland.
Are you still out there?
I know it's been a heck of a long time. Two weeks since my last post.
I wish I could say it's because my computer had died, or that we had crappy internet service. But nope, it's just been plain old exhaustion. The last two weeks of work just about killed me. I was falling asleep on my lunch breaks. I barely had the energy to get to work and to my doctor's appointments... let alone spending time online. My poor Beloved has put up with a groggy hobbit-wife, and has hardly anything homecooked for days and days.
I'm sorry I haven't been around. Now that I'm done working, I'm hoping that I will see a bit of an increase in my energy levels again. I slept almost all morning today, and I'm actually feeling a bit more human.
Stories that need telling...
The GD GD: getting better, but it's taking a lot of insulin to do it. My before meal sugar levels are pretty good (except for breakfast, although it's getting better too), and most days I'm doing pretty good with it. I've had very few meltdowns about it lately. My stomach is showing a lot of not so pretty bruising from the needles, but it's the easiest place for me to inject.
The Nursery: still in progress. We now have all the decor bits I ordered from Esty, and half the furniture that needs to be painted is at my MIL's house waiting to be sanded and refreshed.
The Ultrasound: Got a good peak at him/her today. I'll post the pics tomorrow. Got to see little waving hands and it looks like the Halfling has my nose (poor kid!). He/She is head down, facing to the right. His/Her hands were in the way so we didn't get a lot of really good pics, but there's one pretty good one.
Pregnancy in general: not too bad. Other than tired-ness, things seem to be going okay. I'll be doing my week 32 update tomorrow sometime. Tomorrow we have our tour at the hospital, and we start prenatal classes on the 13th.
I hope you all are well. It will take me some time to catch up, but I wanted you all to know I'm alive up here on the flatland.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
The Beauty of Winter
Good Evening Humble Readers...
I hope that your 2009 is winding down in a manner that you enjoy, be that mellow and quiet, or filled with people and parties.
Today was the first of three days off for me... IN A ROW! Woohoo!
Without meaning to sound like an elderly relative, I have to tell you... I have been sleeping really really well the last few nights. Normally, I sleep for 3 or 4 hours, and then I'm awake. Wide awake. I end up taking a lot of naps to get through the week. But, since Christmas night, I have slept at least 6 hours a night, and last night I went to bed at 11:30 and I didn't wake up (not even to pee!) until my Beloved turned on the overhead light at 8am! Talk about a mood improver!
Still no AF, but there are a few indicators that she's on her way.
Now, on to the main purpose of this post... We have had an interesting weather phenomenon over the last couple of days. Now, I'm no meteorologist, so I can only comment on what I observe, but this is pretty darn cool (no pun intended).
It doesn't happen all that often, but sometimes, when it's clear and cold we get what seems like a frozen fog. It's like the little bit of heat that the sun gives us at this time of year helps to release just enough moisture from the snow on the ground to create this opaque haze. You see it mostly in the morning or in the late afternoon.
As the temperature drops, the moisture in the air starts to freeze and I'm not kidding, the air actually sparkles. And then you get this... (you may want to look at them in full screen mode to see more of the detail)
That's not snow. It's called hoarfrost. It doesn't fall from the sky. It forms on trees, fences, lampposts, anything that stands still long enough. It can build on itself too, growing for days if the conditions are right. It is absolutely beautiful! Incredibly delicate, you can blow it away like dandelion fluff. It outlines the trees, and makes every single branch, needle, and ripple of the bark stand out. If there was something that I can honestly say I like about the winter on the flatland, it's this. So lovely! (I just wish my photography skills did it justice.)
I hope that you are all warm and cozy in your homes tonight.
I hope that your 2009 is winding down in a manner that you enjoy, be that mellow and quiet, or filled with people and parties.
Today was the first of three days off for me... IN A ROW! Woohoo!
Without meaning to sound like an elderly relative, I have to tell you... I have been sleeping really really well the last few nights. Normally, I sleep for 3 or 4 hours, and then I'm awake. Wide awake. I end up taking a lot of naps to get through the week. But, since Christmas night, I have slept at least 6 hours a night, and last night I went to bed at 11:30 and I didn't wake up (not even to pee!) until my Beloved turned on the overhead light at 8am! Talk about a mood improver!
Still no AF, but there are a few indicators that she's on her way.
Now, on to the main purpose of this post... We have had an interesting weather phenomenon over the last couple of days. Now, I'm no meteorologist, so I can only comment on what I observe, but this is pretty darn cool (no pun intended).
It doesn't happen all that often, but sometimes, when it's clear and cold we get what seems like a frozen fog. It's like the little bit of heat that the sun gives us at this time of year helps to release just enough moisture from the snow on the ground to create this opaque haze. You see it mostly in the morning or in the late afternoon.
As the temperature drops, the moisture in the air starts to freeze and I'm not kidding, the air actually sparkles. And then you get this... (you may want to look at them in full screen mode to see more of the detail)
That's not snow. It's called hoarfrost. It doesn't fall from the sky. It forms on trees, fences, lampposts, anything that stands still long enough. It can build on itself too, growing for days if the conditions are right. It is absolutely beautiful! Incredibly delicate, you can blow it away like dandelion fluff. It outlines the trees, and makes every single branch, needle, and ripple of the bark stand out. If there was something that I can honestly say I like about the winter on the flatland, it's this. So lovely! (I just wish my photography skills did it justice.)
I hope that you are all warm and cozy in your homes tonight.
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