butterbobbin: (ginny is insane)
This morning, Molly was stirring a bit for some time but then suddenly pushed herself up, looked at us and grinned and was all giggly-cute and crawling all over us. It was very precious. If only she was so happy all the time.

Also, while we ate breakfast, we saw Spot walk by outside. Except it wasn't Spot, because Spot was in the living room window. Outside "Spot" was a little more stripey and had opposite tail striping to Spot, but when you glance over... well, yeah. Cue mom heart attack.
butterbobbin: (weirdness)
There's something a tiny bit twisted about cackling over Calvin and Hobbes bathtime comic strips of an evening, thinking fondly about how they remind one of one's own childhood bathtimes, and half an hour later looking in on one's bathing child to see a tub full of poop being happily consumed by said child and having to drain the tub, sanitise the toys and the tub, and then run a whole new bath.
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Number of times Molly burned her mouth with electricity: 2
Number of pro wrasslers met: 1
Number of patterns transferred to 9x12 manila envelopes: 15
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Molly is on the floor. She was happily playing with her toys until I opened my LJ update window. Figures. I love my chubby little pumpkin.

Anyway, it has been a busy but very productive day. I have all my clients' stuff in paper bags now (so much tidier-looking than a pile of plastic grocery bags) and labelled by their names. It's in a neat stack in the corner. The floor was able to be cleared and vacuumed. YES. Of course, that means my computer table is piled high with odds and ends now, but that can be dealt with later. Most of it is probably pitchable.

And, I made two 13x9 pans of Chicken Garbanzo Divan: one for potluck tomorrow and one for us for Sunday or whenever. The kitchen is clean. The living room is mostly clean - Molly's toys are dumped out.

So, I feel accomplished and content, even though I know that in two days nobody will be able to tell it was ever this clean. I'll worry about that in two days.

Bible study is at Andrew and Kai's tonight. Apparently we are having pizza. Sounds yummy. I'm thinking of finding out if Frances and the kids want to come to our place after potluck tomorrow since Dr Paul won't be around to go door-to-door with Dan and maybe he can just go with Jim. We shall see.

Also, today I learned that the vacuum terrifies Molly. And she got some carrots mixed with rice cereal at lunch today because we had some. She seemed uncertain of the texture at first but in the end got probably a tablespoon or so down her.
butterbobbin: (janeway)
Well, I took Molly outside with me for a bit. I put her bouncy chair on the sidewalk while I inspected my pots of things out back.

One of them appears to be full of rhododendron seedlings (there is a bush out right near where my pots are). I pulled most of them but left a couple as well as some other mystery seedlings that may or may not be what I actually put in there last fall.

I took all the weeds out of the second one and planted Concord grape seeds from the Carpenters' grapes in. We'll see if they grow. I need to go water them.

And in the pot that had basil in it last year, I planted in a V-shape a bunch of the tiny black seeds from the bush down at the end of Grove. I helped myself to a couple seed pods from it last fall, because the vibrance of the leaves was stunning: a pinky-red. I guess I probably won't know for sure until fall if it's the same plant or not. Except, of course, that it will grow in a V-shape. LOL.

And the catnip and chives pots are now free of their blanket of maple seed propellers. I'm so glad both seem to be just coming back from last year, so I don't have to try to replant. I have never had luck sprouting chives. I <3 chives.


I also experimented with cracking wheat in our mill. I think next time I will make it just a hair tighter (if I want to use it for cereal, anyway). For the purposes of the soup I want to make, though, it did a good enough job.


We went shopping last night, and it helped my mood just to get out of the house. Molly was cheerful while we were out, too, and that was nice. I bought a thing of sage, because I have none and don't even actually know what it's like but things call for it sometimes. And a container of paprika so I have an actual thing to keep it in instead of a bag from WinCo. And more thyme and rosemary.

When we got home I put away food and then got Molly ready for bed and Dan and I read Bible trivia questions to each other while I was feeding her. That was fun.

Molly went to sleep to stay about 9 and only woke once in the night (around 2am) and I just fed her and skipped waking Dan to do her diaper.


I always feel bad for being behind on my Bible/devotional reading, yet the thing I read about Hannah this morning seemed oddly appropriate considering how I felt yesterday, so maybe God knew I would need that right then. To be happy and content in my "trivial" duties is a good thing for me to learn.

Granted, a good night's sleep never hurts, either. But I've been able to keep busy today doing little things around the house that need to be done. Putting out a little effort to just do these things instead of constantly thinking about it is good for me.

And, now that she's sleeping, I better go down and plan lunch and wash up dishes.
butterbobbin: (janeway)

1. I have gotten to October 2005 in my blog transfer. I thought September would never end. Seriously, I was apparently either bored or addicted to memes. Probably both.

2. I am looking forward to revisiting my school days entries.

3. I had cashew cheese sauce macaroni tonight for dinner. And an apple. And more carob peppermint ice cream frozen dessert. Tonight I smothered it in white chocolate chips, chocolate syrup, and coloured sprinkles. It looked like a toddler's birthday party.

4. Molly rolled over a couple more times today. I can't believe she is doing that already. Still no laugh though. She is such a sweet baby. She took her morning nap in her big crib. I'm thinking it will be a good plan to start getting her accustomed to it. I don't see sleeping through the night regularly happening for a while still, but she is going to outgrow her bouncy seat and the swing eventually.

I took her walking twice in her stroller today. Beautiful. day.

5. I burned my lip on a hot noodle tonight.

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butterbobbin: (al eye)
*I was pregnant again and far enough along that I could feel the baby kicking around. (At least there's no way that that one can be true.)

*Dan was going to Chile, without me, and hadn't told me until the morning he was going to leave, or explain why. I was like following him around the house and neither of us were saying anything. He just looked sad but determined and I was just wanting to hold on to him hoping that would keep him with me.

*There was some sort of transportation device that looked like a lushly jungled island where I was apparently in the body of some woman who had cancer and she was on a waiting list to be cared for and it had been a year and she still had several months before her name would be up. She was really hysterical and I felt bad for her because I was also another character in the drama.

*Dan and I were getting Molly some little dog-tag-chain necklace with two little charms on it to remember us by.

What is going ON with my subconscious?


Feb. 8th, 2010 08:39 pm
butterbobbin: (gril)

Well, the laugh in Molly's sleep last night? Probably real. When Cindy was here she was making funny noises and Molly was definitely trying to laugh - like a half laugh or low volume giggle. I hope she will let go with bigger ones soon. So cute.

I discovered that, sadly, WinCo chocolate chips do not melt well in the microwave. Thankfully, C had Nestle Morsels with her that got nice and melty. We tried a minty truffle - the balls are currently freezing and can be coated tomorrow. The blob of Fail Chips from WinCo is hanging out in the fridge like a dried-out, petrified, very tasty cow pie.

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Molly is on her play mat while I am playing Wee Sing Around the Campfire for her. Her mirror, thanks to a picture of Bella's play mat, is now attached correctly so she can actually use it.

I'm so, so tired. As in... I feel like a machine. We watched "Dark Frontier" last night (a Voyager double episode) which was, sadly, cut off at the climax. I need to ask Dan if he found the ending anywhere. I had to stop it anyway because Molly was going crazy and needed to be put to bed. Anyway, I enjoyed it. Seven of Nine is pretty much how I feel this morning. A mindless drone.

I could barely get myself out of bed this morning. Molly woke about 5.30 and just wouldn't go back to sleep, so I lay her beside me figuring that at least *I* could sleep a little more. Not so much luck with that. She fell asleep, though, and peed on the sheets. Thanks, child.

I was bummed that we didn't get to go hike yesterday. The laundry just took so long and then I was tired.

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Diaper load is in the dryer to dry. The diapers always take so long. Then I have one more load to put in. I can't imagine a life where I did two loads of laundry one day a week. I just did laundry Sunday, at least two loads, and three today.

Molly was pretty alert and happy most of the morning. She must be growing because she wants to eat. A lot. Then she took a nice nap around lunchtime and is awake again now. She has SUCH wet diapers and she also made a huge mess in the latest one. I'm convinced she's not pooping quite as often now. Dan isn't so sure.

Right now she's lying on her play mat looking at toys and kicking her adorably chubby baby legs about.
butterbobbin: (angel Sylvia)
I have not been so sick in years. The last time I had a fever was right after we were married, and the last time I threw up was over 10 years ago. (Not counting puking up cranberries whilst birthin' ma baby.)

Thanks to Tylenol and a cool bath I feel a bit better for the moment. I had a glass of milk and some graham crackers but aside from that I'm sticking to plain water. Tummy needs a rest.

I'm still confused, though, why my LUNCH was still in my stomach over 12 hours after eating lunch. TMI, I know. But I'd think that should have been done digesting by then.

Anyway... Oh, and all last night whilst I couldn't sleep, Uncle Jay's singing episodes were circling madly in my head driving me CRAZY. They are funny, but not when I just want my sleep.

Molly is sleeping pretty well at night now once she is settled. Sometimes she does four hours at a time now. I like this.
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This has been a long day. Molly has been grumpy and fidgety all day long pretty much. My back hurts.

She did sleep just long enough for me to clean up the kitchen this afternoon. It was really a Mess. But mostly I had to do a lot of holding, feeding, and wandering around with her in her BabyBjorn trying to accomplish things. *sigh*

Things are pretty much ready to go though. The house is not as tidy as I would like to leave it. But my toes are tipped with Mauve Frost, I have had a bath, and bed calls. Dan put Molly down a little bit ago and she has been quiet for a while. I'm pretty sure she was tired.
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Well, so far the only thing I've completed is the gingerbread. For the first time in my life I understand the need for a Floured BOARD. It saves the counter beautifully when one has needs to cut out her cookies from brown paper patterns with knives due to lack of Proper Cookie Cutters.

I finally got the laundry in the dryer. Doing this I discovered that my old trick of Not Checking Pockets is still in full vigour. There is, thanks to my jacket, a passel of bobby pins and hair bands in there along with one penny and my Hollywood card. I also forgot to remove my pins from my collar. They seem to have survived, however. :-/ At least... at least there was no napkin/paper towel/other such thing in either pocket.

The barbari is proofing on the kitchen counter. I used some (shock!horror) all-purpose flour in. It was less than half. But still. I maintain that bread turns out so much better with at least a little all-purpose flour in. The dough rose beautifully. I am anticipating good results. I've made this recipe before, which helps. I just wish I had a pastry brush. I was positive that we had found one but Dan says no we didn't. So.

I still have to do a bit of cleaning and pack stuff. Hmm.

Dan brought Molly downstairs this morning and he had put her in her cherry dress. It's precious. I hadn't even thought to try it on her yet... but it fits nicely and should fit for a little longer. Couple weeks at least. :-P She was hungry and took her sweet old time about eating, so I decided if she would be poky I could read to her and at least *I* would be entertained. So we read Old Bear, Danny and the Dinosaur, Goodnight Moon, and a couple chapters of The Singing Creek Where the Willows Grow. I think she probably was completely oblivious and/or unimpressed at this point, but oh well. :-)
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Molly is clearly not buying into my "let's be awake in the evening so you're tired at your daddy-determined bedtime" plan. She's snoozing. As she has been doing, really, all day.

Well, she's sort of awake now. Dribbling milk out of her mouth and watching me probably looking really dumb while I'm singing stuff to her. Precious.

My potatoes are smelling delish. There is a ton of food in the fridge that needs to be eaten up by Friday morning or it will go bad. But I did not think of this until after I'd convinced myself that potatoes were what I wanted.
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Molly is a sleepyhead today.

Well, Dan's experiment seemed to be pretty successful last night. Having her bed right beside me gave me no excuse for not putting her back in it, either. She did cry a long time at the outset and after one feeding/diaper change she cried until I fed her a little more and then she settled down.

We'll try it again tonight. I'm hoping she'll be up and awake more this afternoon so she won't be so abubble with energy when bedtime rolls around tonight, so this morning sleepiness is okay by me.

Dan made me a happy water container of joy. Okay, so it's just a quart jar with a straw-hole drilled in the lid, but it makes me happy for a variety of reasons.

1. It will be WAY easier to wash than a water bottle.
2. I only have to drink 3 a day and it will be easier to keep track than trying to think, "Did I drink my 8 and a half such-and-such size glasses today?"

I made gingerbread dough this morning and stuck it in the fridge. I'll bake the cookies at some point tomorrow so they will be fresher to take up to Yakima when we head out Friday.

I also packed up all the clothes I'm going to take with us for her. Seriously... a huge pile. I'm hoping if I overdo it, then she won't need that many. But I also don't want to be caught short by not bringing enough and then she has massive poop explosions every few hours.
butterbobbin: (carry on)
Into the oven I just put:


Made with homemade tortillas, smushed garbanzo beans, and sauteed onion and garlic.

Lots of garlic.

And salsa.

I also nearly cut off my thumb (but thanks to the handy gift of God known as a thumbnail escaped that end).


Molly has rufflebutt pants on. She has been crying most of the day.

Today's battle plan: not encourage her to sleep much. We really need to get her days/nights reversed, because staying up until midnight (when she thinks it's bedtime) is really getting old. We are also going to put her crib beside my side of the bed for a few nights and see if she can get used to it that way and then move it back to the foot of the bed.

There is so much I want to post about and I have no time.
butterbobbin: (opal)
This evening started out with a lot of stress and frustration for me because my Friday evening bath was not the peaceful ritual it usually is (Somebody was hungry and wailing). Then Somebody just wanted to be cuddled, fed, cuddled, and fed, and the kitchen was a mess and the trash needed to be taken out and Somebody needed a bath because she was grubby. So much to do, so little time to do it.

In the end, Dan took care of the trash and kitchen and I gave Somebody her bath. Then we went to the Carpenters' for dinner and Bible study.

I love going to their house because it feels right to welcome in the Sabbath in good company around a table of good food. There is a peace and a joy in being with our Christian friends and having a time of sharing, visiting, and study. It just didn't matter any more that my bath had to be taken in stints.

Molly was very good. She pooped twice. Once she had to have her wardrobe changed. Then we got home and she pooped again.

Shabbat Shalom, everyone.


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