I maimed anakin! GO ME! 30 April, 2007 at 8:45 pm

how depressing at 2:04 pm

post partum depression. it’s not just for mom anymore ;o

viva la revolution 25 April, 2007 at 8:52 am

sunday morning i went out and stood in line for a couple hours and actually got to be 19/24 on getting a nintendo wii :o

been playing it on and off a bunch. actually, mostly playing a cooking game :o played zelda enough to do the very first bit of the tutorial … hrrm, i spent a lot of money and bought a game to pretend to cook, then i order pizza for dinner …

oops :o

good morning sunshine at 8:50 am

babe woke this morning at 5:30 for breakfast …

my alarm goes at 6:30 to get me up usually … by the time he finished eating, burping, pooping, etc … it was going to be after 6 … so i got up early.

OTOH, it’s only like the first or second time he’s gotten me up early like that, so i guess it’s not too bad overall. think he’s going through a growth spurt, since the last couple days he’s been eating like a starving man :o

k as in kinesiology 24 April, 2007 at 8:49 am

so, baby’s birth registration notice and ssn came yesterday. they look good, except the middle name of “Kinan” vs “Kiran” …

so, I need to call this morning and see about getting that fixed (not that I don’t think Kinan isn’t a nice name, it’s just Kiran was chosen for hte hindiness and i’m less sure that Kinan would fit)

While I’m having breakfast, I’m thinking to myself “I’ll need to spell it carefully to make sure it’s right … A as in Apple, B as in Book kind of thing …”

And I start figuring out my letters in advance, since they’re not open yet (probably are now though) …

K as in Keep
I as in Eileen
R as in Radiology

It’s possible I’m not very good at this :o but at least it wasn’t K as in kinesiology, eh?

mmm turkey sammich 20 April, 2007 at 11:42 am

So I just went to quiznos and picked myself up a smoked turkey sammich!

actually, being allergic to meat, that would’a been STUPID. but that’s what the receipt says. i actually got a double-cheese melt. except quiznos discontinued the double cheese … wtf?

and are you telling me the second cheese is the same price as turkey? usually cheese is cheap, buncha tightfisted bastards!

posts in future 16 April, 2007 at 9:09 am

OK, so, obviously we just had a baby.

Just a note, a lot of the posts in the near future will probably deal with the baby (which I’m sure you’ll take as a relief after most of them dealing with the puppy :p)

who knows, maybe the vitriol and swearing will reduce too.

i wouldn’t count on it though :p

nothing is surreal 12 April, 2007 at 12:54 pm

My mother in law has been breaking my house for nearly two weeks now. she’s been cleaning, organizing, MOVING things.

My silverware drawer. How hard is this? it has little trays, right? somehow she totally futzed the drawer up, none of my silvers in the right place. I know it’s small and piddling, but it’s just one example. The glasses, carefully organized. Three times THIS WEEK i’ve had to move things BACK to being organized.

And WTF blocks in the drinking glasses with multiple measuring cups? wtf? no. just no. she’s “cleaning up the counters so you can cook” by making it impossible to use the DISHES! We have 3 sizes of plates (large dinner, “salad”, and snack). They were in two piles: large and salad, and snack separate b/c we have a bunc hof them (and we didn’t used to have the salad). I go to get a plate last night, and the salads are on top of SOME of the snacks, and snacks are in two other places (that i’ve found so far). differently shaped bowls are stacked willy-nilly.

and she’s only been in the kitchen for yesterday??? before that, when we were at the hospital, she was painting. one of K’s leashes went AWOL over a week ago. The one I use, no less :o She swears she hasn’t thrown [b][i]anything[/i][/b] away … which begs the question of “oh? then what was the 10 bags of trash you generated when we weren’t home????” :o

I love her, don’t get me wrong. And I appreciate that she’s helping. And I really appreciate that she throws money at her daughter and grandchild like it’s red bills and tomorrow we switch to blue again or something. But what’s wrong with leaving my house to me? “you’re not going to have any time to clean [ever again]” … funny, you did when you had 4 kids, and I only have 1 …

And K’s suddenly fallen from being “such a smart puppy” who she takes on walks whenever she’s here to “he’s just a dog, he’s not that bright, he’ll forget all about whatever and get food from the baby” … in a year … yeah …

and lets not get into how “surprisingly” well i’m doing taking care of the baby

interloper !!! at 10:09 am

K’s getting slowly used to the baby

Well, actually, no. K’s entirely not getting used to the baby :o he comes home at night, and tries to stay as far away as possible :)

I’ve been trying to get K to come closer to the baby, but he knows that this is the interloper that’s messed up his nice comfy home, and he wants nothing to do with it. he acts like he’s afraid to get too close and get in trouble for it. kinda that “i ain’t touched him! see, i’m all the way over here, wasn’t me!” vibe

last night he curled up on nancy (my sister in law) and spent the evening in her chair since i spent a lot of time holding the baby so his lap was broken. Hoping to let someone else hold DK so K can curl on my lap some tonight and not have to worry about “his” daddy being stolen away. B/c that’ll be bad if he starts being resentful and angry. And i’m not sure he’s falling for camp every day, either. he comes home tired (goal 1), but i think he knows he’s in camp b/c of this THING breaking up his home.

meanwhile 7 days later 11 April, 2007 at 1:04 pm

last tuesday we went to the hospital in the evening to begin the induction process.

wednesday morning they put her on the drip. wednesday afternoon kiir’s water broke.

thursday morning, 2:35am, Desmond Kiran was born via emergency C-section.

Monday we came home from the hospital. Now he’s home, he’s ours. K’s getting used to the idea, Desmond’s getting used to the idea, kiir’s getting used the idea.

Me? I’m hovering on the constant edge of an emotional breakdown :o More later