Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Tofurky Day!

We've had a great morning here. I've printed out some free hand sewing patterns, John has cooked his ass off, and I'm off to put icing on a dual birthday cake. (Mom and sister!) I hope your day is filled with good food, laughter and love. E stays with the grandma and pa tonight, and I'm thankful for the extra sleep we're going to get!

Lotsa love from the midwest to you!

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

The Poop

Hooray! Today's OB visit went really well. So well, in fact, that I don't need to go back until Dec. 22nd. John will be going with me, because that will be my 12 week checkup! It's a big one, because that's the one where my Dr. will check for any neural tube defects. It's also the checkup that will tell us if everything will be OK, at least in our minds. Because it's been the make or break appointment before. Wonderfully, the yolk sack is still the right size, the heart beat was perfect, the little one was a lovely blurry white blob 1.26 cm long, up from .48 cm last time. We've got a blueberry with stubs!

The rest of today wasn't as fantastic; one horrible poop explosion, two potty training misfires and a nearly four year old acting like a sick, crabby child. (She was a sick, crabby child so it made sense. Still irritating, though.) Two boys, well, they were typical them today. I'm looking forward to vacation next week, a whole lot.

Tonight I'm going to do some sewing or beading to get ready for the craft show next week. Or I'm going to start something then realize how tired I am and go to bed. Yet another reason to be thankful about vacation-I'll have the time AND energy to do stuff!

Hooray! And I hope your Thanksgiving is relaxing...

Monday, November 24, 2008

Feelin so bad I feel good

Every day seems to go through a pattern now: starving, eat, extremely nauseous, starving, repeat. Throw in random exhaustion and you've got my weekend in review. This is actually a very good thing, because it means that I'm still pregnant. So I'm feeling like crap and happy about it.

I have Yoga tonight, which might be a bit of a challenge. Last week, when I wasn't feeling as bad I had to keep stopping and taking drinks of water; Downward Facing Dog seems to be a big puke trigger for me. So I'm interested to see how tonight goes. I'm going to take it really easy!

Tomorrow is my next OB appointment. I'm looking forward to seeing how much bigger the little one is, and seeing that reassuring heartbeat. My appointment is at 1:15, so expect an update sometime after that.

In the craft section of this post, I bought some fleece over the weekend to make some plush presents for our little family members. I also bought some shrink wrap that you can shrink with a hairdryer to wrap the soaps and things I'll be making baskets and gift sets out of. I've shredded magazines to make the raffia for the baskets and boxes, I've made recycled magazine bows for on top. I've quite a bit left to do, like putting the soaps together, cutting and packaging the other soaps, finishing sewing, etc. John's going to do some cooking to help with the handmade gift giving, which takes some of the pressure off me.

Last but not least, I didn't post recipes because reading them made me sick. So I'm going to copy and send them, and then we'll both be happy!

Friday, November 21, 2008

Thank you!

It's Friday. The kids are (shhh!) being really good, the day is sunny and nap time is fast approaching. Tonight we're going t watch a horror movie, and tomorrow we're going to make popcorn and watch the double feature version of Grindhouse in our Roku/Netflix box. Hooray! I'm babysitting from noon to 6, which should be interesting. I think I may take the kids to JoAnn's and the kid pit in the mall, just for a trial run in dual kids out and about action. Woo hoo!

I went on line to purchase some of the stuff I saw a the craft show over the weekend, but several of the places were sold out. El sucko! So I'm going to try my hand at some stuffed animal type stuff in the next two weeks, along with the other stuff I'll be doing. I have a craft fair to go to on Dec. 5th, so I need to get my ass in gear. I work best under pressure anyway. Beck noted last time she was here that E is a procrastinator, too. Damn! Guess you have to take the good with the bad, right? Anyway, I'm hoping to take one day of vacation and do nothing but make stuff to give away and sell. This is, of course, a crazy pipe dream, but it's my pipe dream and I love it. I also like to dream about sleeping in, sleeping through the night, and being independantly wealthy. Oh, and my favorite, plates and plates of chocolate chip cookies that make me skinny, my boobs back up near my chest, and give me a fabulous ass. You know, the small importnant things that aren't world peace or an end to hunger.

One of the vendors at the craft show was handing out cards for this store. The beauty is that you can order from most of the vendors online, in case you're like me and can't get the hours and hours necessary to drive to the store and home. Ahh, online shopping, I do adore you!

Last but not least, Ms. Holly Lynne, I have a shit-load of recipes for you. I'm going to paste them here over the weekend for you, so you can enjoy for the holidays. Keep a weather eye out for the cashew chutney; I've never met anyone who hasn't become instantly addicted to it. Honestly.

Hope you have a great weekend!

Thursday, November 20, 2008

hormones and observations

For the last ten minutes I've been watching Goldie the kitten play with a cooked pea. It's amazing; she's been batting a small, soft green ball around, catching it and releasing it, all without squishing it. She really is a gentle cat, even if she must prove how fierce she is to my feet each night in bed. She's not just gentle, though, she's also a veggie cat. She loves peas, carrots, cooked celery, parsnips and cabbage. She's also eaten spaghetti, but it was covered in red sauce, so I hold that the veggie reasoning stands. I knew cats were supposed to eat a herbivore diet naturally, I just never seen it in action. Oh, and my water is better than any other water in the house, of course. Which means I'm getting new water all the time. She sticks her paws in it.

If you read the deleted post, all I can say is this: there are a LOT of hormones racing around in my gassy, nauseous body right now. Every pregnant woman I've ever known, myself included, has been a little insane from time to time. One minute things are great, the next minute you're insane, fifteen minutes later you're asking everyone why they're looking at you like that. The good news is that most of this subsides sometime during the second trimester. The bad news is it gets more intense at the very end of the third right on into postpartum, which as we all know is a crap shoot. I think I'm forming a theory about life being very much a Roulette Wheel. Oh, just pretend it's clever for now. I'll come up with something better later.

My hormone state right now is hovering somewhere between tired, "leave me alone" and cuddly. I can't wait for the calm to kick in! Also, I am either starving or never want to see food again, which is a pleasant change from my pregnancy with E. I didn't eat anything substantive for weeks with her. Except cake. My cravings are very much centered right now around vegan ice cream, apples, canned peas and grilled cheese sandwiches. I have no idea how that could make any sense, but there it is. It's a fun ride folks. Keep your arms and legs in at all times.

If all goes well, I'll be tapering off my Lexapro in 5 weeks or so. First from 20 to 10, then from 10 every day to 10 every other day. Each stage will last about a week, and then I'll be on my own. I'm looking forward to that, too, because if not for how bad it got after the last miscarriage, I would have been off my meds for two months prior to trying. Dooce just announced she's preggers, too. I wonder how she handles the crazy while pregnant? I'd email, but her announcement got over 2500 responses at last glance, and I doubt she'll have the time to read my email and respond. Anyway, wish her luck, OK? She's a funny and nice lady.

And now, it's time to take a girl up for her bath, then sneak back downstairs to make my grilled cheese with tomato and lettuce. And Peanut Butter Zig Zag vegan ice cream. And maybe some Kalamata Olives. Wow. I think I just made myself hungry and grossed myself out at the same time.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Redux

Last entry deleted. I needed to get that out, but it was more thinking on the computer than anything I really wanted to leave here. The situation is solved, so no harm no foul, I hope.

So! On to craft: I tried my hand at fabric postcards last night. I was working on them while grumpy and nauseous, so I only attempted one. I did both sides, though, meaning that I did two fronts instead of a front and a back. I learned a lot! Like if you put a lightweight white over a dark blue, you might want to use two layers or rethink your plan. I also tried making the peppermint pattern Beck showed me last time she was here. She is the creative one. I am the one with no talent. At least according to the peppermint fabric postcard. They were a lot of fun, and I'm going to make many more. I'm just going to plan them first.

I also tried to finish the quilt (unless you're serious about quilting, then let's call it a blanket to avoid giving you an anuerism.) that I made for E for her birthday. I wanted to post a picture of it, but so far I haven't been able to. Because of the #$^%&*@ binding. The binding is a satiny, light blue piece of frustrating crap I bought at JoAnn's. No matter what I do I can not get the damn thing to get on the edge of the quiltlet. It's crooked, the corners look like they were done by a syphilitic monkey on drugs, and I keep giving up in frustration. I'm going to rip it off this weekend and try to figure something else out. Either my own binding or bias tape. I want to get this done so E can actually use it. It's classic Pooh, and she keeps asking about it. Bad Mom!

I need to finish up my holiday planning, too. Gifts need made, purchased from Etsy and packaged. I need to paint the boxes I'll be putting gifts in, construct necklaces and other jewelry, sew hats and shower curtains and aprons and lap quilts. Or, I need to buy a lot of things on Etsy, or invest in gift cards. It all depends on how I hold up!

What about you? What are you working on right now?

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Drum Roll please!


This is Goldie!


This is Goldie's first nap after 18 hours of crazy.


A girl, her kitten and her comic book. Life is sweet when you're 3!

This is on her birthday, just before cake.



OMG! Cake! Today is the birthday party with family and cousins. Adding Goldie to the mix ensures chaos, so it's sure to be a lot of fun. Also: I am now officially nauseous. To the max. Hooray/Ugh!

Friday, November 14, 2008

Have you ever heard of pregnant brain?

Pregnant brain is when you become pregnant and suddenly lose the ability to think, remember what you were or are doing, and can not finish a sentence. If you think you are already like this, believe me, it gets worse!

Take, for instance, that I COMPLETELY BELIEVED that I had posted the results of yesterday's OB visit. Sorry to keep you in suspense! THERE WAS A HEART BEAT!!! I could even see it! That is a really good sign, folks. Really good. The doc measured the yolk sac (Straight from my body to your plate!), the embryo size and the heart rate and they were all where they were supposed to be. The pregnancy is high in the uterus, again good, and my ovaries look fine. I'm 6 weeks along, due July 6. WooT!

To celebrate I got myself some of my favorite hummus from a local Greek joint. It's the kind of hummus I could lay down and roll around in; so full of garlic some of our friends can't eat it. After having some all life forms avoid you for days. It's great! I then drove to the Humane Society and decided on E's kitten. Otherwise known as the K-I-T-T-E-N around here. I chose the one without the heart murmur, only because the staff said that the kitten might not do well in stressful situations. 6 kids might be stressful. So I chose Stormy (soon to be re-named, I'm positive) who is mostly white, with various spots of different types of tiger. She's about 10 weeks old, pictures to be posted this weekend. I can't wait to see E's face tonight! The current cat, however, may not look so pleased.

Let's see, lastly, Bertha konked out on me last night. She keeps getting big tangles in her bobbin area, and I don't know what to do. I've tried everything I know, and am going to search all of the available internets for advice today. My fear is that I have adjusted her into needing servicing. HELP! Please, if you know anything about this problem, leave me a tip in the comments. I feel like an idiot.

Well, I'm off to eat. I keep forgetting to do that too, as odd as it sounds. Which leads to me being woozy. So I'm going to find something that sounds good, slam it down, and get the kids down for nap. Then I set up E's room for kitten! I hope you have a great weekend, and if you're feeling share-y, let me know what you're doing. We're having the Official Birthday Party for a certain 3 year old. And I'm going to a craft show with my friend Karen. And sleep. Lots of sleep.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Well crap

Can I be honest and everything? Thanks!

I am fucking freaking out. The next couple of weeks are the scariest, and tomorrow is like a kick off into terror for me. I'm ready to cry, and after today with the kids I'm ready to cry even harder. We ended up having an OK day, but I'm just not up for fighting 6 kids all day long when I feel like I need to sit down with a half gallon of ice cream and a tear jerker. Or drinking a gallon of wine, which I can't do, obviously.

This is just so scary, and there's nothing I can do. I feel helpless and terrified, and like my body could betray me at any moment.

All I want to be is happy! I want this to be a happy time, and I don't want it to take six weeks for me to get there.

And now I'm done getting that out, and I can start thinking about the blanket I'm making tonight for E's birthday tomorrow. Thanks for letting me get that out!

Uh oh

The kids have been here less than an hour and everyone has been in time out already. Oh crap.

I'm getting nervous about tomorrow. Oh crap.

I've decided that we're going to have a good day no matter what. Come hell or high water, we're going to have fun. If Danger Boy doesn't break his neck. That kid is insane!

I hope you have a a good day, too!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

To be added

I've been using my laptop lately because I can keep it in the kitchen, and this setup ends up being a lot safer for all involved. I can see everyone the whole time I'm writing, and that's a really good thing when you run a daycare. The downside is that I can't post pictures, which means that you're going to have to wait until this afternoon or evening to see the fabric card Beck made me this weekend, my new fabric, and the mat I made for the kitten's food dishes.

And since we're talking about sewing, I have some advice. If you sew, you need to suddenly discover that one of your friends is a genius with sewing machines. I watched Beck mess with Bertha (yep. I named my machine Bertha. Don't judge.) and yet I'm still not sure how she got the old girl so happy. She wasn't clunking at all last night! I kept asking John if he could hear the difference, and asking him "Doesn't she sound so GOOD?" But he told me he never really listened to my machine, so I threw things at him.

I finally figured out what to make my MIL for X-mas, again thanks to Beck. I'm going to make her a Christmas/winter themed mobile out of the fabric cards. She really loves the holidays, more than is right or healthy. She has a display of Santa dolls up year round, so I think she'll love this. John asked me where she was going to put this mobile. (Their house is a bit crowded) I honestly don't care where she puts it, as long as she likes it. Such a sweet lady deserves something more than the flying Jesus picture I made her one year. (I was smoking a lot of pot back then.) She's kept it, and she says she likes it, but it's kind of like the way you like an ugly sweater from someone you really love, you know? So I want to make her something she can love on its own, not just because its from me.

And now for the daily preggers report: My current worry is that this pregnancy will turn out to be a tubal one. I haven't had one of those yet, so my guess is that's why I'm worried about it. Or a blighted ovum, which means that there's an egg in there, but no genetic material. One of the advantages to being high risk and having all these problems is that you do get the really early, ooky internal ultrasounds. That way if anything IS wrong you can catch it really early. The downside is that going in for the ultrasound is scary. It feels like playing roulette, I guess, having never played roulette. I won't call it Russian Roulette, but maybe uterine roulette? And the suck part is that even after this ultrasound, there's still 5 to 10 weeks in which I could miscarry. I hope you breeders never go through this; it's not always this insane. Most people get preggers and stay that way! I don't want to scare you-this is just my experience. But if I don't get it out here, I start getting weird and superstitious, and John starts looking at straitjackets online. So please forgive my venting, and remember that I'm the exception rather than the rule. Also, hope for my circle with a dot in it to be in the right place, with stuff inside and a normal yolk sack. (Yep, they've got yolk sacks. Pretty cool, huh?) Two more days until I go in.

Thursday E also turns 3. I'm going to write more about that tomorrow, but I can't believe it. She's so big! I'm going to stop now, though, so this doesn't turn into another novel. Look for pictures later!

Monday, November 10, 2008

Whole lotta love

I had a dream last night that I was making a fabric post card and the fabric wouldn't stick to the Pellon no matter how much I ironed. Luckily, when Beck taught me how to make fabric postcards this weekend that didn't happen. Holy cow, those things are cool! They're easy, fun, only take a little time and are beautiful when done. I'm going to make some to give as Christmas gifts. Beck helped me make one that I hung in my sewing room, and she made one for E that she proudly put beside her bed. She told all her friends about her special aunt Beck who came to see her over the weekend, too. Obviously we had a great time!

We went to JoAnn, Target and the quilting fabric store Saturday morning. For lunch I introduced Beck to Mediterranean food, thus forcing her to eat new and healthier food once again. (Fantastic brand has hummus and Falafel, Beck) Unfortunately we couldn't go to the zoo because E has decided to start having accidents. She peed her pants every day last week, and it culminated in John asking her if she needed to go to the potty. She said "no" and then immediately peed her pants. So Beck and I took a nap and then we went out for South Indian food. We watched Fido (OMG so good!) Saturday night, and you need to see it. Trust us.

Beck, who rocks so hard it makes continents shake, also gave my sewing machine some lovin'. Bertha is now running much smoother, and I know a lot more about my machine. For someone who has been sewing off and on since I was 13 or so, I sure do have a lot to learn! Thank goodness I have a Bean to help!

Sunday was also the Memorial Service for Rob Herold. E ended up having a low grade fever (we didn't find out untiil later that night) and did insanely well despite it. I found out a lot about Rob I didn't know, things like he held 21 patents, and when his wife asked him to marry her he asked if she could cook before he'd answer. (She said no, he said yes anyway.) The best thing I heard at the service was from a pin his eldest daughter found in his apartment after he dies. It said: "Is it true? Is it kind? Will it help?" It's my new mantra. What a wonderful way to live.

Rob's wife Ruth was there. I'd never asked about Ruth, knowing she was either in full dementia or had Alzheimer's just by talking to her. The details seemed unimportant, because it didn't change the way we treated her. We would just keep re-introducing ourselves, listen to the same stories over and over again, laughing when we were supposed to, and giving Ruth lots of hugs. The blessing in disguise, and also slightly heartbreaking part of the service was that Ruth had no idea what was going on. When I gave her a hug she told me how much fun she was having, getting all these hugs. She was full of smiles and laughter, which was sweet and sad and lovely. It must be hard for her kids to have lost their mother one way and their father another. But I'm glad Ruth was doing OK, after 62 years to be alone would be the scariest thing I can imagine.

I was most impressed by the love the family had. They were all as sweet and gentle as Rob was, and Ruth must have been. I hope I can be that kind of person and that kind of parent. Between having Beck in town and seeing the love of the Herold family, I'm recharged. Which is good, because I'm so tired I could fall asleep at any minute. Boobs still hurt, too. Hopefully we'll have more love to spread around here, with the addition of a new Wee and the kitten. Man, I'm rambling again. Anyway, spread some love today. Be nice to someone who's rude, smile at someone who seems to need it. I'm going to try to do the same when I go buy party stuff for my big girl tonight. How did she get so big?

Friday, November 7, 2008

Beans and Pooh

If everything goes according to plan, Beans will be here tonight for a weekend of fun and Zoo and fabric and teaching me how to make fabric post cards. Which are beautiful. And again, I don't like quilting. I cut out all the pieces for an Ergo bag last night, and will hopefully get the chance to sew it either at nap time or tonight. That way I'll have a bag to take with us to the zoo for water and food and all the other crap I cart around with me at all times. Like my knitting.

Since it's supposed to be cool tomorrow, my guess is that we'll spend some time in the Aquarium, manatee house and reptile house. I'd also like to see the penguins, wolves, bear, lions and kangaroos. I'd love to see giraffes, but our zoo doesn't have any at the moment. It's a tragedy, I know. They have them on a reserve somewhere, so hopefully they'll be back someday. I love our zoo; the habitats are spacious and well designed, the animals are given enrichment activities and well cared for. Hooray Zoo!

On the Pooh front, E has been on a real Pooh kick lately. We've been reading her the A.A. Milne stories and avoiding the "new" Disney-fied Pooh as much as possible. Can't really tell you why, to be honest. For her third b-day next week I'm making her a Pooh blanket to go with the kitten we're getting her. I might make the kitten a bed, too. I can't wait to see the look on her face!

I woke up this morning worried about the pregnancy. My boobs didn't hurt, I was awake and I was hungry. Never mind that I was so tired last night I couldn't finish the Ergo bag, I went o bed early for me and didn't even knit; I fell right to sleep.

My boobs hurt now, however. I know this worry is the product of my past experiences, just as much as I know there is nothing I can do to change what's going to happen beyond what I am doing now. That doesn't mean I didn't spend an hour this morning begging the universe and every version of god I know to let us have this baby. To let the baby be smart, and healthy and with no deformities. I want someone to call at times like this, someone who can tell me that everything is going to be fine or not, can tell me what is going to happen. That person does not exist. This insanity, or little bit of insanity, anyway, made me realize I need to chill out. So I'm going to re-read The Tao of Pooh again. If you haven't read it, it's a great way to get the Tao. Or just calm the hell down.

And that's it. That's all my brain has today. I'm going to go space out for awhile. Have a great weekend!

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Saying goodbye

I got an email a few minutes ago. As soon as I saw the name I knew the news wasn't good, even though it could've been. It was just one of those feelings you get; a knowledge of what's about to come. Sometimes you hope you're right, sometimes you hope you're wrong. I'm sorry I was right this time.

Robert J. "Rob" Herold, 88, of Delaware, died Sunday (Nov. 2,
2008) surrounded by his family following a brief illness.
A research chemist for General Tire in Akron with multiple
patents to his name, he was active in the Unitarian-Universalist
Church for many years and an avid gardener and photographer.
Subsequent to retirement, he lived in Leesburg, Fla., for five years,
enjoying canoeing and boating. He and his wife Ruth then moved to
Willow Brook retirement community in Delaware, where he was
active on the gardening committee and in the Delaware Unitarian-
Universalist Fellowship. He is sorely missed.
He is survived by his wife of 62 years, Ruth; his children and
grandchildren, Robin (Terrie), David (Karen and sons Willie and
Sam), Keith (Yanli and daughters Maria and Isa) and Steve (Bonnie,
son Nathan and daughter Rachel).


I loved Rob for his sense of humor, which was sweet and gentle, just like he was. I loved Rob for his patience, for his smile, for his face, and for how he cared for his wife. I will miss him despite our difference in age. I worry for his wife, who has either dementia or Alzheimer's. We commented many times how lucky Ruth was to have Rob because we didn't know how she'd get along without him. I don't know how she'll get along now without Rob, but I do know she's coherent enough most of the time to miss him. My heart goes out to her, and to their family.

To end on a lighter note, today is supposed to be the last day of good weather here. The high is going to be around 73, with sun and clear skies. Tonight it's going to change to rain and storms and tomorrow it'll only be 50. The kids and I are going to put the garden to bed this morning, then make another batch of pumpkin seeds before lunch and nap. The seasons are marching on and dragging us with them, whether we are ready or not. Time is such an odd thing, moving so slowly sometimes and so quickly others, and almost always in reverse of how we want it to. I try to live in each moment, to be present and aware of time as it happens instead of dwelling on the past or dreaming ahead. I don't want to miss now, because it's all we really have. There are nows I'd like to stretch forever, and nows I'd like to have sweep by. In the end, though, all I can do is ride the tide and try to take in as much as I can, because all rides end the same way. I hope when my ride ends I'm lucky like Rob, surrounded by the people I love. I hope I will have made the world just a bit better, and that more people knew love and laughter because of me. We're entering into a time of rest and quiet in our area of the country, and for the first time in my life, I'm glad. This year has been as rough as it was wonderful, and getting the garden ready, bedding it down, seems like a good metaphor for what winter will do for this year. I can only hope that just as 2008 came in with loss and grief, it will go out with hope and love and new life.

Namaste.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Dr #1, please to take a seat

Sensitive boobs? Check.
Slight nausea? Check.
Farting more than ever? Check.
A little more tired? Check.
400,002 doctor's appointments scheduled? Check!

I saw my family doctor today. She told me how to wean off the Lexapro after I hit 12 weeks, gave me some advice and well wishes, then put me under orders to rest, take it really easy, avoid all stress, not to lift anything heavy and to remember that first trimester miscarriages are usually because of non-viable fetal tissue. So I'm supposed to chill out. Fine with me! I have my next appointment scheduled for next week with the OB-GYN. That's a fun one. I'm considered high risk after all the crap, at least for a while. So I get the ultra sexy and fun internal ultrasound when I go see the old dude that is my OB. On one hand, we get to see what's going on, rule out blighted ovum, a tubal pregnancy and the like. On the other hand, I get some old guy sticking a lubed-up stick in a very private place. No matter what, you just don't feel clean after that until you've had a shower. Ook.

The good/bad news is that I'm off 30 Day Shred for now, because my doctor thinks it would be a good idea for me to honestly take it really easy for the next 8 weeks. Just in case. She said easy to light moderate exercise is OK, but to avoid anything like the full body thrash that Shred is. So after I take the DVD to my friend's house for her to try it out I'm going to send it back to Netflix. I'll pick it up in a store once I've popped. Such a good workout! Glad to be off it for now!

Oh, and I would be remiss in not mentioning Voting Day! OBAMA! GOBAMA! I sincerely hope we see a change in the way this country works. I can't watch a ton of election stuff tonight because I'm not supposed to get stressed out, but I'm a nervous wreck. Go read Indie Home Ec, it's a great post on civil rights in America today.

GOBAMA!

And Beans is coming into town this weekend. HOT DAMN!

2:31 am

Local time is really 2:31 am.

It's not a good idea to suddenly go out and eat 2 slices of greasy cheese pizza and then have a tiny bit of ice cream after no dairy for a week or so.

I sat straight up in bed about an hour ago, belly cramps in full force, sure I had gone over on my personal bank account. Both issues have been addressed.

Ah, Election Day. Off to a good start, isn't it? I wonder if I'll be able to go back to sleep now. Sometimes I really wonder about myself, and how I remember to breathe all day long.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Helping through craft

I'd like to share something with you today: The Caps to Cap-Haiti project through Mama to Mama. Here's the Soule Mama link. For a long time I've been looking for a way to help children and mothers through craft, and Soule Mama has provided that opportunity. Please go check out the site, and if you feel like it, make a cap or two. I'm going to make a few caps to send on, and hope that Mama to Mama keeps giving me ideas and opportunities to help. If you know of anything else along these lines, please leave a comment with the info!

I really believe that we can change the world, one small gesture at a time. It takes a long time, and change is slow, painful and rife with setbacks, but it can and does happen. I want nothing more to be a part of positive change and to help children. Also, to sleep for three days straight.

Off to referee...

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Johnny Dick Quotes

Pretty Happy Silly

So, Halloween rocks. I have pictures to share, but it just hit 8 am and it is way too early for me to mess. Instead, go check out Beans, who gave her blog a face-lift and has some GORGEOUS pictures of her quilting. I don't quilt, but her stuff makes me, well, not wish I did, but wish that she'd make me stuff to cover all my furniture. Now that was an awkward sentence.

I have lots of material left over from my costume, albeit in odd shapes. Its so pretty that I'm going to use it to make some hats. Ahh, let me share with you. When I was looking for Newsboy hat patterns I came across this site, which has a free download for customizable patterns. You can purchase something through them that I'm sure rocks, but the free download is a great start. It's under "free demo." If you're going to make a Newsboy hat, please change the hat band from 6 inches. John looked like he was wearing a red corduroy muffin until I fixed it. BEWARE! The pattern was easy to follow, and took me less than an hour to make all told. And it looks great!

In knocked up info for you and me, when you are pregnant it feels like you're getting early cramps, but nothing happens. So, you breeders, you are warned. Store the info for later use. Also, my back fucking hurts right now. I think it may be because this is pregancy # never mind, but dude! Too early for back ache. Seriously.

And funny for your weekend: this and this and this. Have a lovely weekend!