Oh lordy am I tired. Stage 1 of the move went well. Ray was pretty good for the movers being here, but a bit needy when we were trying to sort stuff beforehand. Little guy slept pretty good last night but I certainly did NOT. The loaner bed is hard and horrible and I'm wheezing pretty bad from all the dust that got stirred up.
And now, one big stress causer gone so another can crop up. The car won't start. We still have the rental so we're not stranded but we were hoping to ship ours this week. Now we need to order the clutch and get it fixed and wait, well, weeks. Blah. I guess it's a good thing I was planning to spend a few weeks with the folks , looks like I wouldn't have much choice now with no car!
OMG I cannot handle this friggin dermatitis on my hands anymore. I want to chop my fingers off and be done with it. AGH.
Tuesday, 18 March 2008
Wednesday, 12 March 2008
Whoops, meme answer
Ok so I goofed the meme slightly, I am supposed to write a whole entry in answer. I responded to rev in comment, but since my mother asked the same question on my Blogger I'll go ahead and do the whole shebang.
The last movie I watched was Knocked Up. On the humor scale it rated a little low for me. The '40 Year Old Virgin' movie making crew is not really my thing, I'm more into like, Anchorman or Dodgeball when it comes to humor. But it was ok.
The story was pretty cute, I thought.
And whereas most movies involving pregnancy/birth have me shaking my fist in impotent rage, I found it to be quite informed and without too many "hyuck hyucks" on the behalf of the mother. For the most part they didn't play up the usual silliness, the father kept a coolhead and didn't forget her when they went to the hospital. (Gimme a friggin break) She was not on the floor screaming and clutching her belly the moment she went into labor. She did not immediately rush into the hospital, rather she walked around the house and relaxed in the tub to relieve the pain until the show really got rolling.
Once in the hospital she wanted to go med free because she didn't want her baby to be born all "drugged out" and I think I may have cheered that they put a bit of TRUTH in there instead of sticking a needle in her back the second she walked through the door. Her doctor was a controlling tool, and was really upsetting her, so dad took him aside and said to chill out, and he did.
Inaccuracies? The father saying that once she lost her mucous plug that meant the baby was about to come. I will say that if there's bloody show with it, then it is likely you'll start labor soon. However if it's just the plug it could be tomorrow or in three weeks. Those things regenerate. Also, when she went into the hospital the baby had heart decels. The dr did a vaginal exam and said the cord was around the neck. *blink blink* Unless he was reaching INTO HER WOMB that would merely be a guess, good sir. Also, cord around the neck is actually fairly common and doesn't always cause issues with the birth. Now, if he reached up and felt that the head was ballotable (not up against the cervix, the baby is abled to be pushed upwards with a bit of finger pressure) then there is a chance that the cord could get down there first (cord prolapse) and THAT my friends is a serious problem. And if that was the case, then breaking her water for her is pretty much the last thing you want to do to speed things along, as that could force the baby to engage in a bad position or with the cord in the way. ANYway.
It was a pretty fun watch, not one I'll be owning.
The last movie I watched was Knocked Up. On the humor scale it rated a little low for me. The '40 Year Old Virgin' movie making crew is not really my thing, I'm more into like, Anchorman or Dodgeball when it comes to humor. But it was ok.
The story was pretty cute, I thought.
And whereas most movies involving pregnancy/birth have me shaking my fist in impotent rage, I found it to be quite informed and without too many "hyuck hyucks" on the behalf of the mother. For the most part they didn't play up the usual silliness, the father kept a coolhead and didn't forget her when they went to the hospital. (Gimme a friggin break) She was not on the floor screaming and clutching her belly the moment she went into labor. She did not immediately rush into the hospital, rather she walked around the house and relaxed in the tub to relieve the pain until the show really got rolling.
Once in the hospital she wanted to go med free because she didn't want her baby to be born all "drugged out" and I think I may have cheered that they put a bit of TRUTH in there instead of sticking a needle in her back the second she walked through the door. Her doctor was a controlling tool, and was really upsetting her, so dad took him aside and said to chill out, and he did.
Inaccuracies? The father saying that once she lost her mucous plug that meant the baby was about to come. I will say that if there's bloody show with it, then it is likely you'll start labor soon. However if it's just the plug it could be tomorrow or in three weeks. Those things regenerate. Also, when she went into the hospital the baby had heart decels. The dr did a vaginal exam and said the cord was around the neck. *blink blink* Unless he was reaching INTO HER WOMB that would merely be a guess, good sir. Also, cord around the neck is actually fairly common and doesn't always cause issues with the birth. Now, if he reached up and felt that the head was ballotable (not up against the cervix, the baby is abled to be pushed upwards with a bit of finger pressure) then there is a chance that the cord could get down there first (cord prolapse) and THAT my friends is a serious problem. And if that was the case, then breaking her water for her is pretty much the last thing you want to do to speed things along, as that could force the baby to engage in a bad position or with the cord in the way. ANYway.
It was a pretty fun watch, not one I'll be owning.
Make me work!
I've fallen into a bit of a rut lately in my blogging, as I have very limited time to write and just end up giving the usual "shit that's going down" updates.
Meme stoled from homasse:
Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on yaoi, favorite type of underwear, writing techniques, etc. Repost in your own journal so that we can all learn more about each other.
Meme stoled from homasse:
Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on yaoi, favorite type of underwear, writing techniques, etc. Repost in your own journal so that we can all learn more about each other.
Sunday, 9 March 2008
It's really just sad...
Reason #89798 that I will not be living in California, ever, if I can help it.
Homeschoolers' setback sends shockwaves through the state
'A California appeals court ruling clamping down on homeschooling by parents without teaching credentials sent shock waves across the state this week, leaving an estimated 166,000 children as possible truants and their parents at risk of prosecution.'
Not cool, yo.
'"A primary purpose of the educational system is to train school children in good citizenship, patriotism and loyalty to the state and the nation as a means of protecting the public welfare," the judge wrote, quoting from a 1961 case on a similar issue.'
This statement is just all kinds of scary to me, gogo government propaganda and brainwashing. (Can you tell I'm trying reaaaally hard not to pull Godwin's Law here?) Because of course, no parent could actually teach their child at home and instill these qualities in their children. You know those homeschooled kids are such a rowdy bunch of anarchy-loving vagrants...
'Heimov said her organization's (Children's Law Center of Los Angeles) chief concern was not the quality of the children's education, but their "being in a place daily where they would be observed by people who had a duty to ensure their ongoing safety."'
Naturally this isn't the PARENTS job. They're not supposed to care about their childrens safety, only the government can do that! And really, at home or in a school, who needs an education? Poppycock! Just a form of daycare where you try and keep the kids from hurting themselves and killing each other. (I'd really like to see statistics on the amount of underage sex, drug selling/using, alcohol use and school shootings in "home schools". Probably off the charts! I bet they can't even read or do simple math, either.)
And here's the part I really don't get:
'The ruling arose from a child welfare dispute between the Los Angeles County Department of Children and Family Services and Philip and Mary Long of Lynwood, who have been homeschooling their eight children. Mary Long is their teacher, but holds no teaching credential.
It goes on to talk about how a homeschooling parent in CA must be accredited, blah blah. Or the child must go to a school, public or private, full time. Otherwise CPS can haul off the kids and put the parents behind bars for 'educational neglect'.
Now I totally understand protecting children and doing everything in our power to ensure every child is given opportunities to learn. Truly. But to me, "educational neglect" implies a failing or laziness on the part of the parent. I'm sure, out there somewhere, someone has pulled their children out of all school and then gone on to NOT teach them anything at home. Someone must be crazy enough.
But really, if I had eight children, and I was feeling lazy and did NOT want to take the time (and didn't care) to ensure my children were getting a decent education, I think the very last thing I would do is pull them out of public school. Now, please don't get me wrong, I'm not implying that any or all public/private school parents are lazy by sending their children elsewhere to be educated. Not everyone feels the need/desire to teach their children at home, and many don't feel they can adequately do that job. Not to mention the impossibility of a stay at home spouse when two incomes are required.
But seriously, if I were operating on sheer laziness and lack of concern for the welfare of my child, I would be signing him up for public school (woo, free daycare!) TODAY. Imagine all the time I would have on my hands to sit on the couch, eat bon-bons and watch soaps. I could go shopping anytime during the day without having to worry about the hassle of feedings, naps, diapers or tantrums. Life would be a breeze. OR, I could even get a job so we could afford a bigger house, a nice new car, upgrade the computers, play more video games...I'm in!
Anyway, that article just really got my fire going. You know what the straw was that broke the camels back in my family and inspired my mother to deeply consider and eventually decide to homeschool? A tissue. Yep. I came home from school (in second grade at the time and bored out of my mind) and had an argument with her concerning how much a tissue should be used before it was thrown away. She found herself trying to undo something my teacher had taught me that had nothing to do with education, and questioned how much the school was raising and parenting me instead of my own parents. (Not to mention the implication that the school obviously thought they were doing a better job or had greater authority in my life.)
But I digress. My son has apparently forgotten how to go to sleep. He lays in my arms, shrieking, arching his back and acting like he's in mortal agony because I'm holding him. So I put him down, either on the floor or in his crib and THAT is just the END OF THE WORLD. So after a few moments I pick him up again only to receive the same treatment a minute or two later. I put him on the boob, he chills, pulls off before he's completely asleep, wakes himself up and starts it up AGAIN. Like two or three times before he's finally tired and feels he's shrieked sufficiently for the evening and nurses one last time to sleep. I need to look up whether or not this is another age for developmental sleep regression. I hope it's a phase, ugh!
Most of the day he was a doll, however. We've been leaving the baby gate down in the hallway and just shutting the bedroom/bathroom doors as needed. He got into the bathroom three times today. The first I caught him before any havoc was wrought. The second time he was happily splashing in the kitties water bowl. (A much needed bath ensued, where he splashed like a maniac for a good twenty minutes, but in CLEAN water.) The third time I found him sitting in front of the toilet with the entire roll of toilet paper arranged around him. *sigh* I also went out the back door briefly (there's only a knob on the inside, and no other way to latch it) and he decided to "lock" me out by using the door to stand up with. (Had to go around to the front!) Later this evening the front door was open, and it's his new favorite thing to close it. There's about a 7" space between the big door and the storm door with both closed. Well, I heard some thumping and thwumping about, and went to the front door only to find the cat had been shut in between. LOL.
An eventful day indeed! And alot of fun. Still enjoying my little computer, although we're having some trouble working out the kinks with the wireless network and seeing from one pc to the other. The combo modem/router that Telefonica gives out (rated the service provider in southern spain with the most coverage area and WORST customer service/tech support, and I can vouch for that first, second and third-hand) is seven years old, and has a built in firewall that just screws with everything and makes their already slow, shitty dsl all the more slower and shittier. Add a wireless router into the mix and we just can't get anything working as it should. UGH. I am SO effing done with this country. And to think we pay $160 a month for this BS. Christ.
Homeschoolers' setback sends shockwaves through the state
'A California appeals court ruling clamping down on homeschooling by parents without teaching credentials sent shock waves across the state this week, leaving an estimated 166,000 children as possible truants and their parents at risk of prosecution.'
Not cool, yo.
'"A primary purpose of the educational system is to train school children in good citizenship, patriotism and loyalty to the state and the nation as a means of protecting the public welfare," the judge wrote, quoting from a 1961 case on a similar issue.'
This statement is just all kinds of scary to me, gogo government propaganda and brainwashing. (Can you tell I'm trying reaaaally hard not to pull Godwin's Law here?) Because of course, no parent could actually teach their child at home and instill these qualities in their children. You know those homeschooled kids are such a rowdy bunch of anarchy-loving vagrants...
'Heimov said her organization's (Children's Law Center of Los Angeles) chief concern was not the quality of the children's education, but their "being in a place daily where they would be observed by people who had a duty to ensure their ongoing safety."'
Naturally this isn't the PARENTS job. They're not supposed to care about their childrens safety, only the government can do that! And really, at home or in a school, who needs an education? Poppycock! Just a form of daycare where you try and keep the kids from hurting themselves and killing each other. (I'd really like to see statistics on the amount of underage sex, drug selling/using, alcohol use and school shootings in "home schools". Probably off the charts! I bet they can't even read or do simple math, either.)
And here's the part I really don't get:
'The ruling arose from a child welfare dispute between the Los Angeles County Department of Children and Family Services and Philip and Mary Long of Lynwood, who have been homeschooling their eight children. Mary Long is their teacher, but holds no teaching credential.
The parents said they also enrolled their children in Sunland Christian School, a private religious academy in Sylmar (Los Angeles County), which considers the Long children part of its independent study program and visits the home about four times a year.'
It goes on to talk about how a homeschooling parent in CA must be accredited, blah blah. Or the child must go to a school, public or private, full time. Otherwise CPS can haul off the kids and put the parents behind bars for 'educational neglect'.
Now I totally understand protecting children and doing everything in our power to ensure every child is given opportunities to learn. Truly. But to me, "educational neglect" implies a failing or laziness on the part of the parent. I'm sure, out there somewhere, someone has pulled their children out of all school and then gone on to NOT teach them anything at home. Someone must be crazy enough.
But really, if I had eight children, and I was feeling lazy and did NOT want to take the time (and didn't care) to ensure my children were getting a decent education, I think the very last thing I would do is pull them out of public school. Now, please don't get me wrong, I'm not implying that any or all public/private school parents are lazy by sending their children elsewhere to be educated. Not everyone feels the need/desire to teach their children at home, and many don't feel they can adequately do that job. Not to mention the impossibility of a stay at home spouse when two incomes are required.
But seriously, if I were operating on sheer laziness and lack of concern for the welfare of my child, I would be signing him up for public school (woo, free daycare!) TODAY. Imagine all the time I would have on my hands to sit on the couch, eat bon-bons and watch soaps. I could go shopping anytime during the day without having to worry about the hassle of feedings, naps, diapers or tantrums. Life would be a breeze. OR, I could even get a job so we could afford a bigger house, a nice new car, upgrade the computers, play more video games...I'm in!
Anyway, that article just really got my fire going. You know what the straw was that broke the camels back in my family and inspired my mother to deeply consider and eventually decide to homeschool? A tissue. Yep. I came home from school (in second grade at the time and bored out of my mind) and had an argument with her concerning how much a tissue should be used before it was thrown away. She found herself trying to undo something my teacher had taught me that had nothing to do with education, and questioned how much the school was raising and parenting me instead of my own parents. (Not to mention the implication that the school obviously thought they were doing a better job or had greater authority in my life.)
But I digress. My son has apparently forgotten how to go to sleep. He lays in my arms, shrieking, arching his back and acting like he's in mortal agony because I'm holding him. So I put him down, either on the floor or in his crib and THAT is just the END OF THE WORLD. So after a few moments I pick him up again only to receive the same treatment a minute or two later. I put him on the boob, he chills, pulls off before he's completely asleep, wakes himself up and starts it up AGAIN. Like two or three times before he's finally tired and feels he's shrieked sufficiently for the evening and nurses one last time to sleep. I need to look up whether or not this is another age for developmental sleep regression. I hope it's a phase, ugh!
Most of the day he was a doll, however. We've been leaving the baby gate down in the hallway and just shutting the bedroom/bathroom doors as needed. He got into the bathroom three times today. The first I caught him before any havoc was wrought. The second time he was happily splashing in the kitties water bowl. (A much needed bath ensued, where he splashed like a maniac for a good twenty minutes, but in CLEAN water.) The third time I found him sitting in front of the toilet with the entire roll of toilet paper arranged around him. *sigh* I also went out the back door briefly (there's only a knob on the inside, and no other way to latch it) and he decided to "lock" me out by using the door to stand up with. (Had to go around to the front!) Later this evening the front door was open, and it's his new favorite thing to close it. There's about a 7" space between the big door and the storm door with both closed. Well, I heard some thumping and thwumping about, and went to the front door only to find the cat had been shut in between. LOL.
An eventful day indeed! And alot of fun. Still enjoying my little computer, although we're having some trouble working out the kinks with the wireless network and seeing from one pc to the other. The combo modem/router that Telefonica gives out (rated the service provider in southern spain with the most coverage area and WORST customer service/tech support, and I can vouch for that first, second and third-hand) is seven years old, and has a built in firewall that just screws with everything and makes their already slow, shitty dsl all the more slower and shittier. Add a wireless router into the mix and we just can't get anything working as it should. UGH. I am SO effing done with this country. And to think we pay $160 a month for this BS. Christ.
Friday, 7 March 2008
Thursday, 6 March 2008
Monday, 3 March 2008
Uh oh, it's back. >.>
I have baby fever. It's official. I've been looking up ways to chart fertility while still breastfeeding. (Cuz you know, I haven't had a period since October of 2006. Gotta love it!) I would like our little ones to be fairly close in age.
So check this.
From the beginning of May until the beginning of October Anthony will be in school in San Diego. His current ship schedule is this: His crew will be deployed to their ship (in the middle east) for 6 months, then they're home for 12. They're gone now, and will be home in mar/apr, so they'll be leaving again in mar/apr next year. In between those big deployments they won't be gone more than 3-4 weeks at a time, puttering around the gulf.
So my question is this, where to fit a baby in there? The things I feel Anthony should really be there for, as a father and for my sake, to help me out, are the last couple months of pregnancy (when I'm huge and have a toddler), the birth, and first few months with the new baby. If we tried and got pregnant right before we left here, he'd be here the last few months of the pregnancy, the birth, and first few months (most likely). I'd be due around December. I'm thinking that'd be a fairly good time (if we get pregant, don't even know if I'm fertile again and I don't want to give up BFing Ray until he's 18 months if possible). The other good time, would be right before he deploys next spring.
In other news: Our computers shipped friday! USPS willing we'll be getting them this week. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So check this.
From the beginning of May until the beginning of October Anthony will be in school in San Diego. His current ship schedule is this: His crew will be deployed to their ship (in the middle east) for 6 months, then they're home for 12. They're gone now, and will be home in mar/apr, so they'll be leaving again in mar/apr next year. In between those big deployments they won't be gone more than 3-4 weeks at a time, puttering around the gulf.
So my question is this, where to fit a baby in there? The things I feel Anthony should really be there for, as a father and for my sake, to help me out, are the last couple months of pregnancy (when I'm huge and have a toddler), the birth, and first few months with the new baby. If we tried and got pregnant right before we left here, he'd be here the last few months of the pregnancy, the birth, and first few months (most likely). I'd be due around December. I'm thinking that'd be a fairly good time (if we get pregant, don't even know if I'm fertile again and I don't want to give up BFing Ray until he's 18 months if possible). The other good time, would be right before he deploys next spring.
In other news: Our computers shipped friday! USPS willing we'll be getting them this week. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, 29 February 2008
I still live!
Man it's tough keeping up with this thing sometimes!
Things are still good out this way, Ray is keeping me busy busy! He's all over the place now (still) and is happily pulling up on everything. The chairs, couches, coffee table, bookshelves, boxes...he LOVES to stand!
We had a barbeque on our new grill over here last weekend and a bunch of friends came over to eat steaks and play Guitar Hero. It was the first time we'd actually hosted more than one couple, so it was new territory for us but alot of fun. We hope to have one more bash before we pack up all our furniture in less than three weeks! (AAAAAHHHH!)
Right after that I came down with a nasty little cold, and of course Ray followed suit a day or so later, so it hasn't been all fun and games over here.
We ordered Anthony's laptop and my Eee pc today, so you'll soon be hearing alot more from me as I'll have a bit more computer time where I can still keep an eye on little dude. YAY! We're VERY excited, as you can imagine.
More soon!
Things are still good out this way, Ray is keeping me busy busy! He's all over the place now (still) and is happily pulling up on everything. The chairs, couches, coffee table, bookshelves, boxes...he LOVES to stand!
We had a barbeque on our new grill over here last weekend and a bunch of friends came over to eat steaks and play Guitar Hero. It was the first time we'd actually hosted more than one couple, so it was new territory for us but alot of fun. We hope to have one more bash before we pack up all our furniture in less than three weeks! (AAAAAHHHH!)
Right after that I came down with a nasty little cold, and of course Ray followed suit a day or so later, so it hasn't been all fun and games over here.
We ordered Anthony's laptop and my Eee pc today, so you'll soon be hearing alot more from me as I'll have a bit more computer time where I can still keep an eye on little dude. YAY! We're VERY excited, as you can imagine.
More soon!
Wednesday, 20 February 2008
Madam Stassja
I discovered today that I am, indeed, a psychic. If only I had a premonition about a better occurence!
I have this nifty thermos my mom gave me for nursing that I drink water out of day and night. I keep a plastic jug of water in the fridge so I can always refill it with wonderous, cold water. (We have no ice maker, alas.) I went to fill up my thermos, balancing it neatly on top of the door of the refrigerator. There was a moment where I felt maybe I should take it down or something, I didn't want to spill. This idea popped very strongly into my head, to the point where I even imagined what it would feel like to be standing in a puddle of cold water in my socks. Ignoring it, I poured my water without any issue. As I went to close the plastic jug, it slipped out of my hands. When it fell to the floor, being full of cold water, it broke. Woosh, half a gallon of icy water, EVERYWHERE! Picking it up quickly I walked across the kitchen and put it in the sink to finish draining. Of course, I left my thermos on top of the door which drifted shut, knocking it down into the fridge, spilling what remained of my delicious, precious cold water all over the fridge and the floor. Fantastic.
I really need to pay more attention when these strange ideas pop into my head. *sigh*
And not moments ago, I turned my office chair, knocking one of my favorite bowls off the ironing board behind me and busting it on the floor. :( No premonition there, sadly. I would have listened!
I have this nifty thermos my mom gave me for nursing that I drink water out of day and night. I keep a plastic jug of water in the fridge so I can always refill it with wonderous, cold water. (We have no ice maker, alas.) I went to fill up my thermos, balancing it neatly on top of the door of the refrigerator. There was a moment where I felt maybe I should take it down or something, I didn't want to spill. This idea popped very strongly into my head, to the point where I even imagined what it would feel like to be standing in a puddle of cold water in my socks. Ignoring it, I poured my water without any issue. As I went to close the plastic jug, it slipped out of my hands. When it fell to the floor, being full of cold water, it broke. Woosh, half a gallon of icy water, EVERYWHERE! Picking it up quickly I walked across the kitchen and put it in the sink to finish draining. Of course, I left my thermos on top of the door which drifted shut, knocking it down into the fridge, spilling what remained of my delicious, precious cold water all over the fridge and the floor. Fantastic.
I really need to pay more attention when these strange ideas pop into my head. *sigh*
And not moments ago, I turned my office chair, knocking one of my favorite bowls off the ironing board behind me and busting it on the floor. :( No premonition there, sadly. I would have listened!
Saturday, 16 February 2008
picspam again omg
I was looking at some old pics.
After seeing my friends newborn 6lb boy the other day I have a whole new appreciation for my c-section. I mean, mentally I KNEW that Ray was big, I mean ten lbs? Good grief! But without a normal sized newborn to compare him to I really had no clue.
I believe under the right circumstances I may have been able to push him out vaginally, but looking at these pics again I'm not sure it would have been a good idea! I mean jesus, look at that barrel chest! That's even scarier than the head! LOL.
I blooped out his man bits.
At three months, chillaxin' at the library.
And six months, just before the superbowl.
Friday, 15 February 2008
Picspam!
Ladies and gentlemen, my hair is blue. Oh yes. I tried, once again, to get a decent family picture this afternoon. Now, I totally expect the Bug to be squirmy, blurry, and uncooperative. However, when I can't even get Anthony to make a decent face I get pretty peeved. His biological dad made sure to pass on the "I think I have a stupid smile so I won't do it for pictures" gene to him. Fucker. He has a GREAT smile but he refuses to do it with a camera around, so instead he makes silly faces or just stares blankly, or tries to do his smirk. The smirk is cute, but it REALLY for reals doesn't look good on film. ARGH! BOYS. GOSH.
I was also trying to get a shot of Bugs daily yoga practice, but of course he decided to do boring things like lay around on his belly once the camera was out. I did manage to capture this ninja "dodging-a-bullet-in-an-action-flick" pose. Please note the bonus "instant-death-blow-to-monkey" action!
I was also trying to get a shot of Bugs daily yoga practice, but of course he decided to do boring things like lay around on his belly once the camera was out. I did manage to capture this ninja "dodging-a-bullet-in-an-action-flick" pose. Please note the bonus "instant-death-blow-to-monkey" action!
Thursday, 14 February 2008
Yippee!
I'm getting a new computer with the bonus! Well, sort of. In all of Anthony's research to find himself a perfect laptop he found this, the Eee PC. It's a tiny, very basic, 7" laptop with only 4gb of space. Internet ready and comes pre-loaded with Linux. No CD drive but of course you can hook one up to it. I'm just really excited because I'll be able to keep up with instant messaging, blogging, message boards, and all that other fun stuff while still being out with Ray. And hey, $400 for a mini laptop? Definitely! I'll still use my "baby", the desktop for more hardcore stuff like gaming, video/picture editing and so on. It'll also be nice to have a little one for all the traveling we'll be doing, visiting family and such. I can just hop on the wireless network and check emails and such without bugging any family/friends for use of their computers. Hooray!
Lots going on here but it's been a loooong frazzling few days. Saw a friends newborn a few days ago and I got the baby itch. That night Ray was up every three hours and lo and behold, my baby itch was cured! Not ready for the newborn sleep schedule (or lack thereof!) again. LOL. All in due time.
We're getting super excited about the move. One of these days I'll start a list on here of all the little things I'm looking forward to, it'll probably be fun to look at later. We've got about 70 days left in Spain!
Lots going on here but it's been a loooong frazzling few days. Saw a friends newborn a few days ago and I got the baby itch. That night Ray was up every three hours and lo and behold, my baby itch was cured! Not ready for the newborn sleep schedule (or lack thereof!) again. LOL. All in due time.
We're getting super excited about the move. One of these days I'll start a list on here of all the little things I'm looking forward to, it'll probably be fun to look at later. We've got about 70 days left in Spain!
Friday, 8 February 2008
HE'S A REAL BOY!
Big big news over here! Anthony re-enlisted today, huzzah!
My Ray of Sunshine will be half a year old tomorrow. Wow. Time flies!
And the best news of all, Ray's spanish paperwork is done! We go in early monday to pick up his spanish birth certificate! After six months of fighting, the war is won. We can leave! *HAPPY FRIGGIN DANCE*
I feel like 1000lbs of worry has been lifted off my shoulder. Soon we'll be debt free, and I don't have to worry about the paperwork being done in time for the move. Thank the jesus. WHEW!
My Ray of Sunshine will be half a year old tomorrow. Wow. Time flies!
And the best news of all, Ray's spanish paperwork is done! We go in early monday to pick up his spanish birth certificate! After six months of fighting, the war is won. We can leave! *HAPPY FRIGGIN DANCE*
I feel like 1000lbs of worry has been lifted off my shoulder. Soon we'll be debt free, and I don't have to worry about the paperwork being done in time for the move. Thank the jesus. WHEW!
Saturday, 2 February 2008
Sad sad sad, this is the kind of shit I was just talking about.
At last, a voice of semi-reason.
At last, a voice of semi-reason.
Now, though, even some of the photographers who make their living chronicling every step of her meltdown are beginning to examine their consciences, and their professional ethics. One British photographer based in Los Angeles, Nick Stern, became perhaps the first to make a public stand when he quit his job with the Splash news agency a few days ago because he could not bring himself to cover Britney another day longer.
"The Britney story is no longer about Britney," he said. "It's the media circus surrounding her... It's not journalism. Sooner or later, someone's going to get killed. Possibly Britney herself."
Stern said he could no longer stomach the sheer aggression of the pack – many of whom have no photographic training and, he said, include members of street gangs treating the trade in Britney snapshots as a criminal racket.
"I've heard stories of fights, of car tires being slashed, or cars being blocked in and vehicles jumping lights, all in the name of getting a picture," he said.
"It's now acceptable for paparazzi to drive the wrong way down a street in pursuit of Britney." Stern, who moved to Los Angeles last August following several years at the head of his own agency, First News, said he had no objection to celebrity journalism.
He made a fine living from it, selling mainly to the lower end of the British newspaper market, and felt the press corps were unfairly blamed for the death of Diana, Princess of Wales in 1997. Nor does he have any particular beef with Splash, who he said were "one of the more honourable professional employers out here".
He has now joined another agency, Bauer Griffin.
The Britney circus, though, has turned his stomach. "If there's a story concerning Britney that's justified, that's great," he said. "But it's gone way beyond that... She has real psychological problems."
Friday, 1 February 2008
Up and down again
What a day. I'm going the lazy route and doing this in pro/con bullets.
- Pro - Ray is getting speedy. He spent the whole day following me around the house. Into the hallway, the kitchen, it was soooo cute. He's getting so big! Lots of rocking on his knees but he's still just pulling himself with his arms to be mobile.
- Con - He spent the whole day following me around the house. Ate every hour or two (it seemed, I've long since stopped "watching the clock" as far as feedings) but didn't take a nap till late afternoon when Anthony came home from work.
- Pro - Apparently they're reinstating the SRB...which I believe stands for "Service Re-enlistment Bonus", just in time for us to go back to plan A. Re-enlist February 11th(date?) and get that big delicious chunk of cash to pay off our debt and such. Please God pleeeeease!
- Pro - Went to the exchange and got baby gates, new speakers for the back of the car, and a new sound card (since mine crapped out) for about $100. Woo!
- Con - Apparently my sound card wasn't the issue. The speakers are toast. Speakers = waaaaay more expensive to replace than a sound card. Still happy that I got a new one, the sound is a little more stable than it was with that Creative Audigy2 piece of horse-shit, but it's still fluctuating. ARGH.
- Con - Ray really wore me out today and Anthony promised that after our exchange trip (and a feeding) he would watch Ray so I could have some time to get the sound card put in. Well, he came down with a headache just as we got home. It's really more like a migraine when he gets them, he stays horizontal and inevitably throws up before going to sleep. I tried to nip it in the bud this time, gave him some Navy style Ibuprofen (giant horse tranquilizer dosage), a half glass of tasty V8 Fusion Tropical Orange to get his blood sugar up in case it was just hunger (those juices ROCK, they're actually veggies and fruit and low on sugar) and he laid on the floor with Ray while I made dinner. No luck. He ate a few bites, threw up for five minutes, and then went to bed.
- Con - Around the time he was heading to bed I got my own headache and Ray was a tired fussy mess the rest of the evening.
- Pro - Got Ray down before 11pm.
- Con - He may not stay down.
- Con - Anthony has watch 7-7 tomorrow. On my own again. Woopee.
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