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[Oct. 17th, 2007|11:06 am]
Whole lotta labia.
At some point in the last 10 weeks I accidentally tuned my radio to a Christian light rock station. I also somehow turned my alarm from buzzer to radio. The result of this is that Monday morning I woke up to some woman's voice keening "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus," and all I could think was "Lady, I know exactly how you feel."


Netflix continues to keep us happily supplied with mind-numbing crap of the highest order. We're nearly finished with all of the available Supernatural, we're plowing through SG-1 and finishing up Bullshit. We're on a documentary kick as well. Mostly I'm surprised at how much I'm enjoying the SPN since those who know me well know that I can get creeped out by something as simple as a passing reference and I'll be up for hours wondering what's hiding under the bed. My solution is that I keep looking at the pretty and close my eyes when the music gets all *TENSE*. The "Gilmore Girls" joke was cheap but I still laughed right out loud in the living room.

We watched The Education of Shelby Knox and while I liked it, I wanted to like it even more and just couldn't. I found her cause inspiring and I could totally cheer her on, but her grammar, even her spoken grammar, made me nuts. Also, even though I know it was a documentary about crusading for better sex education for teenagers and her pledge to abstinence, I kept waiting for her to do it with the snotty brat who runs the youth council. I can't help it, I've watched too many soap operas and bad romantic comedies.

I washed my brain out by watching Road House. I know. I know! But in my defense I say this: Sam Elliot.



Got to the gym yesterday, packed to go today. Eating yesterday was fine until we were watching something with a pizzeria in it and Steve and I were both like "Man, I want pizza." Normaly this wouldn't be an issue as we live just outside the delivery area formost places. but we found out the other day that Papa John's delivers to our house. We lose at life. But we win at pizza! I still managed to keep it reined in so I'm quite pleased. I need to find a meeting around here that'll work for me. My other option is to drop the girl off early on Mondays and go to the meeting I've been going to near the house. It's an option. We'll see. I'm giving it the rest of the week before I do that though. (I suppose I could always just weigh myself at the gym, but that takes away the accountability.. hmm.. Ronnie and Molly, you'll be my accountability right?)



We sat together on the loveseat last night and sewed. Well, I sewed, she sat in her boppy and watched me and kicked at me with her wee little feet. She smiled and cooed and laughed and shook her wee little fists at me and I commented on how much she smells like crack and Monopoly/breastfeeding joke that Steve made earlier in the week. A fine family evening.

We had a rough sleeping night, she was uncharacteristically awake past 9 and in fact didn't even show sleepy signs until around 10 and then was back up at 1:30. We thought we could get away with a diaper change and a pacifier but after some more fussing she nursed for a good 7 or 8 minutes so I guess she really was hungry. She racked out again until Steve got up around 5:45 and then she was up for an hour or so. We took a little nap around 6:45 before getting up for good at 7:30. Hopefully an earlier start at bedtime and me going to sleep at the same time instead of staying up for another hour and a half will make things easier on everyone.

I had planned better and so the morning was a little bit easier. I think I have a couple of ideas for how to streamline things even further. The upshot is that I was 6 minutes late for work this morning instead of the 12 yesterday or the 25 on Monday. Woot! Tomorrow I might even be early.

She is, as always, gorgeous and sweet and clever and perfect. She's outgrown all of her newborn stuff, finally. She's wearing the last of it today and it's just officially too small. Everything is going into bags for friends who are expecting or hoping to be expecting before too long. Sadly all of her 0-3 month stuff is for summer weather. Um.. whoops? Welcome to the land of layering! In our savvy consumer mode we found the perfect lightweight stroller for when she's outgrown the need for the big 'un. We don't really use it much since I tend to take her everywhere in the sling (workout for me, snuggling for her) but I can see that changing in the next few months. The new stroller is lovely, has a nice compact fold and got great customer service reviews. Plus, it's Italian so the manual is primarily in Italian and Steve got to do a dramatic reading of the folding instructions. Dork.


I don't think I have it in me for Nano this year, though I think I'll try a smaller goal and write a little something every day. Perhaps this would be a good time to finish fleshing out the Torchwood idea that Tricky put in my brain in the Spring. Mmmm..

In other news: I have a new keyboard on my laptop! My spacebar works! And I have a V key again! Also, according to the new office dress code I'm not allowed to wear a do-rag. *sigh* They spoil all my fun.

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[User Picture]From: kfitzwarin
2007-10-17 03:08 pm (UTC)
I've been trying to figure about NaNo. I want to but....
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[User Picture]From: mellyflori
2007-10-17 05:16 pm (UTC)

Would it just stress you out more and make you feel like you had something else to finish? Write a little something every day. You don't have a kitchen or a bathroom, you're excused from Nano. :)
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[User Picture]From: insidian
2007-10-17 03:15 pm (UTC)
Also, according to the new office dress code I'm not allowed to wear a do-rag.

*sigh*

Great. Now I have to buy you something ELSE for Christmas.
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[User Picture]From: mellyflori
2007-10-17 05:16 pm (UTC)
I weep for the lost do-rag that never was!
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[User Picture]From: maitheas
2007-10-17 03:47 pm (UTC)
Mellies. I am here for you, whatever you need, me and my gimpy arm will do all in our power to support you, to demand accountability from you, to rejoice when you order pizza and make you let me smell your breath after.

mmmm, pizza....

wait. what was I talking about.

oh! yeah! yay for getting the morning schedule streamlined. but then you ARE a project manager, so it sort of goes without saying that you'll be zipping along in a fully organized fashion.

and in conclusion, I loff! and boo to no do-rags at work. spoilsports. tcha!
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[User Picture]From: mellyflori
2007-10-17 05:17 pm (UTC)
There were leftovers! And I left them at home!

Woe!

DId you see the video I sent you?
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[User Picture]From: maitheas
2007-10-17 05:38 pm (UTC)
video? um. no?

*checks spam folders*
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From: berreh
2007-10-17 05:01 pm (UTC)
Now she can wear her R2 outfit. \o/
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[User Picture]From: mellyflori
2007-10-17 05:15 pm (UTC)
That onesie wins at life. And Steve is making her a little helmet to go with it.

We contemplated making her a stormtrooper outfit just for the "You're a little short for a stormtrooper" jokes but it's a lot of work and the sewing isn't so easy with the wee little person around and so I'll settle for how funny it is in my head.

I seriously can't wait to get her into that outfit. :D
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[User Picture]From: magickalmolly
2007-10-17 10:46 pm (UTC)
Ronnie and Molly, you'll be my accountability right?

Dude, I'm at 98.2 pounds lost. You better get your ass in gear to catch up with my awesomeness.

That's my way of saying yes. ;D

*POM POMS*
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