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Oct. 3rd, 2013 02:19 amSo yeah we finally got internet back after almost a week on shitty 3g and the hotspot thing r got us.
Today, went to Eaton Ctr where boy had managed to soak himself in drool so i bought a 3-6m onesie on sale and I go change him in the nursing lounge. Well that one BARELY fit, he's going to get maybe a few wears of it, and it was mega cute and cheap so I went back for the 6-12.
This doesn't mean much except that baby clothing sizes are as wonktastic as adults.
Stopped by my OBGYN's clinic to re confirm my appt time for friday since I could NOT recall and I lost the card with it written down. While there, ran into the really awesome ultrasound tech who did most of my ultrasounds and she met Stirling. I guess she doesn't meet a lot of the finished babies, she was so thrilled to see him!
Got the mail, GAP jacket I wanted that R ordered online, he got the wrong one or they sent the wrong one ( I think it's a case of he ordered the wrong one, the descriptions are somewhat vague regarding what materials they are made of and there's two similar jackets on the site). Given that I wear a basic black hoodie to the death I don't mind forking out for one, my current one is kind of getting trashed and old and after 3 years I think I can retire it. So we'll do an exchange.
R did get me a cute Dr Who shirt, and I have three shirts from Dcon that need some DIY neckline alterations. Seriously T shirt makers, could you make the neckholes just a BIT SMALLER gag gag?
Cleaned up my tshirt drawer and tossed 2 bags of old,large, ratty no fit shirts. We're slowly getting this place organized, actually.
Stirling slept right thru the night last night. Zounds. He was pretty good today except near the end of our adventuring he got hangry ( hungry angry) and so I went to Mcdonalds close by to sit down and feed him and me.
School's going alright, staying on track with work that needs doing, watching my classmate fall ever further behind and she has a litany of excuses that her family constantly wants her around to stay a weekend with them and they'll honestly drive her back to the city etc and she just hasn't found the fucking stones at her age to tell them NO, she can't be at their beck and call. I mean I live far from family for a reason. It'd be NICE to have mom around now and then but the demands they'd place on our time wouldn't really make it worth it. I like my little family and our freedom from having to be constantly yoked to the larger group. She'll learn or she won't, I guess. She's barely started the first assignment and we're half way into the second, and I think "fuck, you're just screwed now."
Got a set of chasing tools ( wee steel pieces with shaped ends) for metalwork and stone setting. Set me back 140 bucks but will last my entire career, so ok. in theory I could make these but i find that process tedious and not very effective.
S, my supplier friend has two skully metal punches I want and a letter set of punches I'll order closer to when she's bound this way for a show. :D
running on next to no sleep thanks to allergies some days and I manage to remain somewhat civil but R when he gets tired gets BITCHY. Good gods. The other day Stirling was screaming his head off, which is really only one reason why, and you think R'd get a small bottle and feed the boy? I swear he's slow on grasping this and i wish I knew why. Then he gets short with me because he's tired and the boy is crabbing. Well, dude, I have serious joint pain and tendonitis and allergies and oh my period started again and I've had 4 hrs sleep and got up in the middle of the night and lugged boy around the city all day lets compare the values of "tired" and i hate that he gets so short with me, because its not my fucking fault the internet died and my phone is malfunctioning or whatever else. I get the fucking brunt of this "tude'. Arggghh
writing again. I'd like to get to 1000 words a night, today zipped through 550 in short order so I feel like I'm getting my groove back. We have about 50 copies of each book on hand expecting better for the word on the street sales but now what do I do with them? fuck. Oops. it was insanely cold that day and then we jumped back to temps in the 20s.
Facebook: I have a couple people on there as friends who never ever ever ever seem to interact or respond to messages or comments I've given and I suspect they don't understand social media or are deliberately ignoring, and I'm pretty close to deepsixing them. One's local and I find it odd she stopped contacting us about 18m ago, and we haven't really seen them in almost 2 years. Like, ok. Nice couple but it all just stopped. Huh. The other? expendable really. I just find it weird.
Ok that's the week's update. boy is snoring soundly in his crib, there's a hawk outside screeing its beak off, and I am going to sleep again. Thurs we spend at home being kinda mellow, Friday is another day of walking around the city doing things. Saturday at home with bug, Sunday at the studio. ordered a bunch of bezel and patterened band wire to make jewelery with and start building some kick ass Dcon stock, assuming there's any kind of economy left when we go next year. Such bullshit that people think healthcare is a privilege not a right. ugh. Barbarians.
Today, went to Eaton Ctr where boy had managed to soak himself in drool so i bought a 3-6m onesie on sale and I go change him in the nursing lounge. Well that one BARELY fit, he's going to get maybe a few wears of it, and it was mega cute and cheap so I went back for the 6-12.
This doesn't mean much except that baby clothing sizes are as wonktastic as adults.
Stopped by my OBGYN's clinic to re confirm my appt time for friday since I could NOT recall and I lost the card with it written down. While there, ran into the really awesome ultrasound tech who did most of my ultrasounds and she met Stirling. I guess she doesn't meet a lot of the finished babies, she was so thrilled to see him!
Got the mail, GAP jacket I wanted that R ordered online, he got the wrong one or they sent the wrong one ( I think it's a case of he ordered the wrong one, the descriptions are somewhat vague regarding what materials they are made of and there's two similar jackets on the site). Given that I wear a basic black hoodie to the death I don't mind forking out for one, my current one is kind of getting trashed and old and after 3 years I think I can retire it. So we'll do an exchange.
R did get me a cute Dr Who shirt, and I have three shirts from Dcon that need some DIY neckline alterations. Seriously T shirt makers, could you make the neckholes just a BIT SMALLER gag gag?
Cleaned up my tshirt drawer and tossed 2 bags of old,large, ratty no fit shirts. We're slowly getting this place organized, actually.
Stirling slept right thru the night last night. Zounds. He was pretty good today except near the end of our adventuring he got hangry ( hungry angry) and so I went to Mcdonalds close by to sit down and feed him and me.
School's going alright, staying on track with work that needs doing, watching my classmate fall ever further behind and she has a litany of excuses that her family constantly wants her around to stay a weekend with them and they'll honestly drive her back to the city etc and she just hasn't found the fucking stones at her age to tell them NO, she can't be at their beck and call. I mean I live far from family for a reason. It'd be NICE to have mom around now and then but the demands they'd place on our time wouldn't really make it worth it. I like my little family and our freedom from having to be constantly yoked to the larger group. She'll learn or she won't, I guess. She's barely started the first assignment and we're half way into the second, and I think "fuck, you're just screwed now."
Got a set of chasing tools ( wee steel pieces with shaped ends) for metalwork and stone setting. Set me back 140 bucks but will last my entire career, so ok. in theory I could make these but i find that process tedious and not very effective.
S, my supplier friend has two skully metal punches I want and a letter set of punches I'll order closer to when she's bound this way for a show. :D
running on next to no sleep thanks to allergies some days and I manage to remain somewhat civil but R when he gets tired gets BITCHY. Good gods. The other day Stirling was screaming his head off, which is really only one reason why, and you think R'd get a small bottle and feed the boy? I swear he's slow on grasping this and i wish I knew why. Then he gets short with me because he's tired and the boy is crabbing. Well, dude, I have serious joint pain and tendonitis and allergies and oh my period started again and I've had 4 hrs sleep and got up in the middle of the night and lugged boy around the city all day lets compare the values of "tired" and i hate that he gets so short with me, because its not my fucking fault the internet died and my phone is malfunctioning or whatever else. I get the fucking brunt of this "tude'. Arggghh
writing again. I'd like to get to 1000 words a night, today zipped through 550 in short order so I feel like I'm getting my groove back. We have about 50 copies of each book on hand expecting better for the word on the street sales but now what do I do with them? fuck. Oops. it was insanely cold that day and then we jumped back to temps in the 20s.
Facebook: I have a couple people on there as friends who never ever ever ever seem to interact or respond to messages or comments I've given and I suspect they don't understand social media or are deliberately ignoring, and I'm pretty close to deepsixing them. One's local and I find it odd she stopped contacting us about 18m ago, and we haven't really seen them in almost 2 years. Like, ok. Nice couple but it all just stopped. Huh. The other? expendable really. I just find it weird.
Ok that's the week's update. boy is snoring soundly in his crib, there's a hawk outside screeing its beak off, and I am going to sleep again. Thurs we spend at home being kinda mellow, Friday is another day of walking around the city doing things. Saturday at home with bug, Sunday at the studio. ordered a bunch of bezel and patterened band wire to make jewelery with and start building some kick ass Dcon stock, assuming there's any kind of economy left when we go next year. Such bullshit that people think healthcare is a privilege not a right. ugh. Barbarians.
