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Wednesday night
May. 9th, 2002 10:58 pmNeat! I was freaking out earlier because I thought I'd miss the birth of the Friends baby because we'd be in Sweden! Then I remembered that it's not this weekend that we're leaving, it's next! Yay! Which.. I fully well realized that we weren't leaving this weekend, but I got it mixed up in my head anyway. Kick ass!
Of course, next week, I'll have another reason that I don't want to miss the week I'll be gone, but I should have a tape when I return. So all should be okay.
Today has been somewhat physically sucky. I've been achy and stuff. And bored. I've been doing cross-stitch a lot, and I changed the sheets on the bed. Oh dear. I should say that I washed and dryed the sheets, and now I need to make the bed. *sigh*
Tomorrow we'll go look at the car and do some errands. And work on Silver Angel, since my hubby won't be working. He needs to do the text and help me finish up. Not sure what else we have planned.
My hubby smells like goldfish. A wholesome snack that smiles back until you bite their heads off, did you know it's made with real cheese, even though they look like fishies.. the snack that smiles back goldfish.
That's been stuck in my head for days. I woke up the other morning because it kept going through my dream and it was getting annoying. Tremendously annoying.
My mom called while I was talking to Chickles earlier and told me to come up and see what she bought me. There was a game that I almost bought last time we went to Grandview but they wanted $8 for.. Dad got it for $2.50.. and some cake icing tips. And the main thing I'm having M transfer pictures so I can illustrate my point. A little background first.
Now, my family doesn't want me (us) to do anything we're not ready to do and there's no real outward pressure. But. Having said that, it's also true that they'd like nothing more than a new baby. I've been joking about it a little. My cousin Rae is ready for a baby but her husband is denying her this so far. So, the point is. We're the two most likely next baby-producers.. the other two cousins of the right age/status are either not able or not wanting any more. So it's become this competition of sorts. Now, Rae and I are not really involved directly in the competition. But for instance my mom has started buying things and saying "I'm going to give this to the first one who has a baby.." and showing me what it is so I'll be sure to want to be first, of course. So today, she buys me the following:
Isn't it cute?! Isn't it worth having a baby for? *giggle* I love Precious Moments. Magnus says that we have to hide it somewhere because it's not good for me to have it around. I swear, I was sitting there in the chair with my foot on the edge, bouncing it idly, not even realizing I was doing it. I *like* having baby stuff around. Haven't had a baby baby around since Devon was little.
(By the way.. if you're not Baby or Chickles, you may not realize that I'm not serious about the previous paragraph. Cute as it is, I'm not interested in having a munchkin just to bounce in a really really cute chair occasionally. Even I am not that crazy.)
My cross-stitch is coming along nicely. I spent a good deal of the day working on it. Still no chance of having it done before Mother's Day. Or before we leave for Sweden. Which probably means that there's no chance of having it done before I get back.. well, either that or we have a pretty boring trip! Oh dear. :)
The first Star Wars (Episode I) is on TV. Which was highly unexpected. I saw it advertised today and told Magnus.. and now he's watching it. How boring. It's kind of a neat thing in one way, though. It's the first movie we went to see together. Actually, one could probably say it was the first real date we had. We went to Ashland, stopped at the mall, ate Chinese, and went to the movies. All in all, a pretty nice day. :) He hadn't been there too long, at that point, and it was the first visit. Things were still pretty awkward, but the movie was so bad we had a nice relaxed and spirited conversation discussing how terrible it was, and so it helped in that way. Also, it was while we were standing outside talking about it that M casually happened to mention that the cute little kid we'd just watched turned into Darth Vader. I was so disillusioned. Apparently everyone else in the western hemisphere had that piece of information already. Some of us still haven't seen all three of the previous (later) episodes.
I'm somewhat bored with typing, so I suppose I should go. I might go to bed early, even though I hate to, since M doesn't have to get up early tomorrow. But I'm sleepy and achy already and it's just 11. So, oh well.
Of course, next week, I'll have another reason that I don't want to miss the week I'll be gone, but I should have a tape when I return. So all should be okay.
Today has been somewhat physically sucky. I've been achy and stuff. And bored. I've been doing cross-stitch a lot, and I changed the sheets on the bed. Oh dear. I should say that I washed and dryed the sheets, and now I need to make the bed. *sigh*
Tomorrow we'll go look at the car and do some errands. And work on Silver Angel, since my hubby won't be working. He needs to do the text and help me finish up. Not sure what else we have planned.
My hubby smells like goldfish. A wholesome snack that smiles back until you bite their heads off, did you know it's made with real cheese, even though they look like fishies.. the snack that smiles back goldfish.
That's been stuck in my head for days. I woke up the other morning because it kept going through my dream and it was getting annoying. Tremendously annoying.
My mom called while I was talking to Chickles earlier and told me to come up and see what she bought me. There was a game that I almost bought last time we went to Grandview but they wanted $8 for.. Dad got it for $2.50.. and some cake icing tips. And the main thing I'm having M transfer pictures so I can illustrate my point. A little background first.
Now, my family doesn't want me (us) to do anything we're not ready to do and there's no real outward pressure. But. Having said that, it's also true that they'd like nothing more than a new baby. I've been joking about it a little. My cousin Rae is ready for a baby but her husband is denying her this so far. So, the point is. We're the two most likely next baby-producers.. the other two cousins of the right age/status are either not able or not wanting any more. So it's become this competition of sorts. Now, Rae and I are not really involved directly in the competition. But for instance my mom has started buying things and saying "I'm going to give this to the first one who has a baby.." and showing me what it is so I'll be sure to want to be first, of course. So today, she buys me the following:
Isn't it cute?! Isn't it worth having a baby for? *giggle* I love Precious Moments. Magnus says that we have to hide it somewhere because it's not good for me to have it around. I swear, I was sitting there in the chair with my foot on the edge, bouncing it idly, not even realizing I was doing it. I *like* having baby stuff around. Haven't had a baby baby around since Devon was little.
(By the way.. if you're not Baby or Chickles, you may not realize that I'm not serious about the previous paragraph. Cute as it is, I'm not interested in having a munchkin just to bounce in a really really cute chair occasionally. Even I am not that crazy.)
My cross-stitch is coming along nicely. I spent a good deal of the day working on it. Still no chance of having it done before Mother's Day. Or before we leave for Sweden. Which probably means that there's no chance of having it done before I get back.. well, either that or we have a pretty boring trip! Oh dear. :)
The first Star Wars (Episode I) is on TV. Which was highly unexpected. I saw it advertised today and told Magnus.. and now he's watching it. How boring. It's kind of a neat thing in one way, though. It's the first movie we went to see together. Actually, one could probably say it was the first real date we had. We went to Ashland, stopped at the mall, ate Chinese, and went to the movies. All in all, a pretty nice day. :) He hadn't been there too long, at that point, and it was the first visit. Things were still pretty awkward, but the movie was so bad we had a nice relaxed and spirited conversation discussing how terrible it was, and so it helped in that way. Also, it was while we were standing outside talking about it that M casually happened to mention that the cute little kid we'd just watched turned into Darth Vader. I was so disillusioned. Apparently everyone else in the western hemisphere had that piece of information already. Some of us still haven't seen all three of the previous (later) episodes.
I'm somewhat bored with typing, so I suppose I should go. I might go to bed early, even though I hate to, since M doesn't have to get up early tomorrow. But I'm sleepy and achy already and it's just 11. So, oh well.
