- I can’t raise my left-arm above my head without wincing. So I should just stop trying to do that.
- We went out to dinner with another couple last night, there were no kids present. After the normal pleasantries & talk of our jobs, we talked about Doctor Who, and Song of Ice & Fire . . . until we started talking about poop. Because, when you’re a parent with wee-ones, that’s what you talk about.
- I haven’t heard confirmation from my Mugswap 2012 match yet, so I don’t want to put anything up here . . . but I think I made a great mug this year – and it was a lot of fun to make.
- I really, really need to find a way to add more time in the day. I’ve been feeling particularly inspired, toward a few different projects lately, but I haven’t been able to get the time to do anything. It drives me crazy.
- Eggnog is yummy. Eggnog lattes are from the devil.
- I’ve yet to be given the music for the Christmas pageant at church. This makes me nervous. But, it’s like this every year (only once did I receive an oddball arrangement in a strange key, at the last possible moment1, but I know it’ll happen again)
- I haven’t made my Christmas CD yet, and this makes me sad. I think that it’ll be my priority tonight.
- I’m worried about how possessive CJ is becoming to certain things.
- I’m more worried that Leila can entertain herself for hours when placed in front of a mirror while dressed in something she thinks is cute.
- I’m starting to think that I may be the only person who actually enjoys fruitcake.
- I need to get myself into regular yoga.
- I took the kids to storytime with Mrs. Claus last weekend . . . they survived a half hour, when the call to press buttons on the library elevator was much more enticing than anything Mrs. Claus had to offer.
- I’ve been told that I need to vlog more often (and not just to make an ass out of myself. We’ll see if I can start that.
1 Carol of the bells, in A-flat minor
Carol of the Bells is my absolute favorite carol. But mostly I’m always a fan of stream of conscious 🙂
Hmmm, I wonder why you’d be a fan of stream…
I love Carol of the Bells, too – though, at the moment, “There are Much Worse Things to Believe In” as performed by Stephen Colbert & Elvis Costello is my favorite.
LOVE SOC/LIM: love the brain dump.
I do.
xo
ya brick hOWse. xo
I love it, just because it doesn’t require me to work — and, at least lately, writing has come too close to “being work” for me . . . and bad things happen when I see a hobby as work.
I’ll see what I can do about extra hours in the day, because I’m magic like that.
Wouldn’t that be awesome?
Because you have some projects and stuff… Ahem. (Remember how I said, when we had dinner last week!!!, that I have a pushy streak?)
I’m counting on that pushy streak . . . I’m hoping to give you a Christmas present of a couple of chapters…
I just decided against a stream of consciousness comment.
But I welcome stream of consciousness comments!
I don’t even know what I’m going to talk about when Addison starts pooping normally and taking care of it herself. I wonder if I should start practicing other topics now…
It’s actually funny that I worry about my world where poop isn’t a matter of normal conversation.
We always worry about our kids. But don’t. Because the things you worry about will be fine. It’s usually the things we didn’t worry about that are stressful.
See, now I’m worrying about the stuff that I need to actually be worrying about :-p
We demand the vlogs.