Monthly Archives: October 2019

Cat, Mood

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Batman was flailing around in the bathtub last night for reasons unknown. I didn’t see any bugs, just… cat. Flailing. Thanks for the free entertainment, I guess? *laughs* Today has been… day shaped. We still don’t have confirmation as to whether or not Z’s dad gets to come home tomorrow; we’ll hopefully find out tomorrow morning. It’s looking good though…. Read more »

The Craftening

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The wool for Small’s jumper has come in, so I’ve gotten a start on the collar (as pictured). I guess I could have started on it sooner, but I like to have all of my materials before I get too stuck in. Which yeah, means not reading ahead in the pattern… that probably would’ve been useful, but anyways. Not really… Read more »

What She Said

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Princess Tinyface has no time or patience with BS. I feel this, though not quite so snarkily. Mine is mainly stemming from being tired, which yanno, was always gonna be the case with how things are at current. But the girls have been golden today, and they enjoyed getting to Facetime their Grandad. It was his first time doing such… Read more »

Not as Glowy as Pictured

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Me, making a half-ass effort to take a picture of my stuff ended up making it look like I’ve gone off into the light, ha ha. We went over to Mum’s house earlier to socialise, since yanno, want to make sure she gets lots of love and distraction while Z’s dad is in hospital. Whups, lost the rest of the… Read more »

Me Again

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Hooboy, hi. Things have been a bit hectic here lately. Z’s dad took poorly yesterday and got carted off to hospital. He wasn’t super keen on staying overnight, but he’s feeling much better about it today. Which is good, since they moved him onto the ward for ??? how long. He’s alive though, in good spirits, and better for being… Read more »

Happens

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I went upstairs to take a bath with the full intention to not wash my hair. And then the whole ‘well, while I’m here’ kicked in, and now my hair is all floofy. I was slightly annoyed that I washed it twice; I mistook the tail end of a shampoo bottle for the tail end of a conditioner bottle. My… Read more »