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Today was a spectacularly do-nothing day. Like, I finally unpacked the few bits still hanging out in my suitcase from a few weeks ago. That’s seriously it, ha ha. Well, continuing HeartGold, and knitting, and a bit of Minecraft too. I’m feeling a bit better than yesterday, I think. I know that I was dragging my butt because Littlerbit tucked… Read more »
Not me, definitely not me. Two are more than enough, and we are very committed to having an abortion if one should get past the Mirena coil and eventual vasectomy. Even if I occasionally have tiny wistful moments thinking of babies, I remember being in too much pain to sit, walk or sleep combined with the weight that each pregnancy… Read more »
On Tuesday, I got the hankering for tacos in the explosive, tweeting TACOSTACOSTACOS (etc) sort of way. I was amused, and for once, my brain was happy to try and put that into action. Well, it helped that Z had some chicken breasts to hand, as I wanted to try my hand at crockpot chicken taco filling. So then, a… Read more »
Smallhausen has been trying to break me of my swearing, which means I probably should do more of it here. Fuck fuckety on a shit-covered fuckpike, etc. Better? Better. Sort of. The day got off to a fairly good start, in spite of me completely forgetting to take my meds last night and taking forever and the guest bed to… Read more »
Here, have some pictures. First things first, the girls slept the night through together. It wasn’t the most auspicious start because Littlerbit gets shrieky at being ‘abandoned’, but after initial drama, she was in bed until her sister woke up this morning. Can I saw awesome, or awesome? I’m fervently hoping that we see a repeat tonight, so fingers crossed… Read more »
One very cogent and true complaint I see of modern life is how we have this online medium to present a picture perfect life. Fights are glossed over or never mentioned, each child is more picture perfect than the last, and isn’t everything enviable? Everyone is perfectly in love with the love of their life, and everyone is shitting rainbows… Read more »
I had forgotten what happens when I cross Batman, the world’s neediest cat, with my lap. I get him putting alllll his weight on his pointy little feet and digging deep into my chubmeats. I just scared him off with a pained hiss because, for some reason, he though getting a claw tangled in my leggings was a great idea…. Read more »
Smallhausen has pestered me off and on for some time to take her to ‘crochet’ with me. To her, that means going to the pub where I go to Stitch ‘n Bitch; she’s been there once for a daytime fundraising event, but otherwise, she’s not come out since our group moved pubs. So I thought about that today, and with… Read more »
For those who have noted the spider willies with bemusement — I saw it on Facebook this morning and it gave me a chuckle. Well, and a reminder that it’s a constant legit fear of mine, ha ha. If I could stand to sleep with my face covered, I probably would to try and avoid spiders and their willies (or… Read more »
The persistent headache was carrying on today, and by the time Z got home, I was ready to flee. So I did! I told him I was going to and why — headache pain + children = need for space. So what was my brilliant outing idea? Parking up on the other side of the village to test Z’s theory… Read more »
