So yesterday I decided that I needed excercise. I also had a book that was due at the library two days before. The combination brought forth the bright idea of walking to the library, something that I do rather frequently these days.

Or rather, I did rather frequently in those days before we had snow.

So, I bundled the baby up in an undershirt, socks, a sleeper and another outfit over that, and a hat, then strapped her into the front pack and pout a large jacket on over both of us. I thought that would be enough.

Guess it was a little colder than I thought.

She seemed nice and warm on the way over (she went to sleep as she usually does in the carrier), but I was certainly cold where the wind hit my face and where it went right through the thin material of my jeans. When I got to the library I checked her and found that her body and hands and ears were all nice and toasty warm, but her poor little feat were a little chilled where they stuck out of the bottom of my jacket.

We wimped out on the return walk. It was almost time for M to leave work anyway, so we told him to stop by the house to grab the carseat then come rescue us.

I may hate cars for what they do to the environment most days, but it certainly is nice to have a warm one to ride around in on days like this.

This was one of my favorite hollidays until I grew too old to go tricker-treating.

Now I dread the doorbell ringing all evening. Or rather, the knocking on our door all evening - the doorbell is broken.

Still, I wish the kids would hurry up and get here and take all this halloween candy off my hand before I eat any more of it!

• Me: mphp.. helloph?
• Him: Were you sleeping?
• Me: Yepth.
• Him: Sorry. I started to get worried when I called so many times and you didn’t answer the phone.
• Me: I wath sleeping. The little girl and I were taking a nap.
• Him: I see. It’s snowing out. At least it was earlier.
  
• Me: It was? I thought that was a dream. I guess it mostly was.
• Him: You dreamed it was snowing when it was actually snowing?
• Me:Now I remember that as we were coming up the stairs for our nap I looked back out the window on the front door and saw the snow, but then I dreamed that I was out in the back yard taking a picture of the snow and it was piled up inches deep.
• Him: It isn’t even sticking. We should have a month or more before it’s like that still.
• Me: Thank goodness.

I did go outside to take a picture of the first snow - it is sticking a little now - but by the time I made it out it was too dark and the picture sucks.

After one of his previous phone calls which I didn’t answer for fear of disturbing Baby Girl I dreamed that I was trying to call him back but the numbers on the phone were all in the wrong place. Last night I dreamed that we were in the car heading to the chiropractor to get my back fixed when I suddenly realized that I’d left Baby Girl asleep in the middle of our bed…

How cool is this?

Just the other day I randomly thought of the Terry Goodkind books and wondered when the next would be out - they being some of my favorites. I concluded that it probably wouldn’t be for quite a while because his books are fricken huge and the last one just came out maybe two years ago..

Then today I went to pick up some books that were on hold at the library, and guess what book was among them?

Okay, so this entry would be pretty pointless if it wasn’t Terry Goodkind’s latest, but I’m tired, so cut me some slack.

I guess it came out early this year and I discovered that a while (possibly a few months) ago and reserved the book then forgot all about it.

We know what I’ll be reading for the next little while.

Because I like to keep track…

- All About Eve
- Bringing Up Baby
- The Sound of Music
- Harvey
- Arsenic and Old Lace
- Cold Comfort Farm
- Get Shorty
- The Usual Suspects

I never did get around to watching Harvey, which means that I still have never seen it. Most of the others I’d seen before and loved, though it was the first time for Cold Comfort Farm and Arsenic and Old Lace and The Sound Of Music. All were okay, I guess, although I really thought that The Sound of Music has been greatly overrated.

Bringing up Baby and All About Eve are old favorites - especially the latter. I don’t think anyone can watch it and not fall just a little bit in love with Margo Channing. It’s the only Bette Davis movie that I’ve ever watched, and she is so great in it that I’m afraid to watch anything else by her because I’m sure to be dissapointed.

So I was sewing earlier today and suddenly the spool of thread stopped turning. The needle would go down through the fabric and then come back up just as it went down without looping around the bobbin thread, so nothing was being sewn.

It would seem that that durn machine done broke itself!
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We finally seem to have figured out the sling! She’s sleeping in it now, and by moving the keyboard close to the edge of the desk, I can type pretty easily with her here. We’ve been using the “my first journey” (made by the same poeple who make the baby trecker) for a while now and she loves that, but she’s always cried when I put her in the sling. The My First Journey carrier is one of those upright ones like a Snugli, so sitting with it isn’t the easiest thing and it’s great for walks but no good for using the compute.r

Today I finally figured out how to get her in a position where she can nurse in the sling, and that made all the difference. Once she could nurse she was as happy as a clam. She fell asleep nursing and has been sleeping for a couple of hours now.

I’m not quite ready to declare myself back from this semi-hiatus that has lasted a lot longer than I expected, but soon…

Oh.. I said the other day that I was going to try to get caught up on email.. that hasn’t happened yet either, but, once again, soon…

Today was another first - the first time I drove the car since having the baby.

I didn’t go far. I had my six week postpartum checkup today (all is well). M came home to drive me to it so that he could hold the baby while I was in with the doctor and because I didn’t want to drive..

On the way home she was sleeping, so we stopped at the park-n-ride and he took the LRT back to work leaving me to drive home..

She slept the whole way, but still it was a bit scary. A certain someone is having a growth spurt so I’ve been gettin even less sleep than usual lately. I was so tired I felt like I was drunk.

I’m glad we live within walking distance of the library and a grocery store. I’ve been getting groceries a backpack full at a time or sending M for them.

Came across an article,
The Pentagon Unleashes a Holy Warrior by William M. Arkin, that I wish I hadn’t read today. It inspires in me something that is the opposite of hope.

A couple of quotes from it:

He has described himself as a warrior in the kingdom of God and invited others to join with him in fighting for the United States through repentance, prayer and the exercise of faith in God.

He has praised the leadership of President Bush, whom he extolled as “a man who prays in the Oval Office.” “George Bush was not elected by a majority of the voters in the United States,” Boykin told an Oregon congregation. “He was appointed by God.”

and

In a speech at a church in Daytona, Fla., in January, Boykin told the following story:

“There was a man in Mogadishu named Osman Atto,” whom Boykin described as a top lieutenant of Mohammed Farah Aidid.

When Boykin’s Delta Force commandos went after Atto, they missed him by seconds, he said. “He went on CNN and he laughed at us, and he said, ‘They’ll never get me because Allah will protect me. Allah will protect me.’

“Well, you know what?” Boykin continued. “I knew that my God was bigger than his. I knew that my God was a real God and his was an idol.” Atto later was captured.

Because “a christian nation” - not that the US is one outside of the minds of a bunch of blind freaks - has never lost a war or anything *cough*Vietnam*cough*.

*cough*The Crusades*cough*

That whackos like this can achieve such a position of power…

Why is it that those who claim the greatest faith in a God who reportedly proclaimed “though shall not kill” are so eager to lead the country of my birth into a holy war?

Put Little Girl in the new baby carrier today and took her down to the health center to make sure she was growing well today…

She weighed in at 8 pounds 4 ounces. That’s up a pound and a quarter in four and a half weeks - she was 6 lbs 15 oz on September 19, which was the last time I weighed her.

On an unrelated note, I don’t think I’ve answered a single email since she was born, and I was way behind on my email then. I’m going to try and get caught up over the next few days, but we’ll have to see how it goes.

Oh dear. What an idiot am I.

Want to know how I screwed up all my archives and why there are so many broken links around?
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I can’t decide whether to see Kill Bill or not. On one hand, I love Quentin Tarantino, and on the other I really don’t like super-violent movies. All Tarantino movies are pretty violent, but this one is said to be exceptionally so. Then again, Tarantino violence isn’t exactly like violence in any other movie.

I guess I have a while to decide. It’s not like I’ll be able to see anything in the theatre anytime soon - I doubt it will show up at any of the special times for parents with young babies - so it’s wait for the DVD for me. Not that I would be likely to go if I could. The last movie I actually saw in the theatre was the first Lord of the Rings. Movies are just too expensive.

No, despite what the title of this entry says, I do not actually have too much time on my hands. However, I did have a little bit of time today.

My little munchkin actually lay quietly long enough by herself today for me to run down to the basement and move the diapers from the washer to the drier (though I forgot to turn the darn machine on!) and still have time to start a loaf of bread. I thought I’d make Simon and Garfunkel oatmeal bread (Simon and Garfunkel because it has parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme in it) and I guess that it’s been a while since I used my thyme because I forgot that the bottle didn’t have one of those little plastic thingies that allow you to sprinkle..

I was too lazy to measure so was just sprinkling the herbs on. I got to the thyme and turned the bottle over and..

fwump.

A ton of thyme, and because it had fallen on the mountain of flour and oatmeal and other ingredients and spread out, I couldn’t even take any of it off.

I don’t have enough time on my hands, but I do have too much thyme in my bread.

Well. Well well.

Today I learned an interesting thing from reading Rachel’s blog.

… it was pointed out to us by Ollie that the song “Hey Mickey” is about … wait for it ….

…. anal sex.

Hmmmm …. something about doing it any way you want to, i’ll take it like a man. Never really thought of that before, but thought I’d share it with you.

Now that she mentions it, I can sort of see it.

Yet another song that I’ll never be able to listen to the same way.

Oh no! I need four of these and the auction is already over. Whatever shall I do?

From the auction description:

Use this aluminum foil hat to protect your pet from the brain scanning rays of the NSA and CIA satellites that are monitoring their little subversive thoughts. You may have a lead lined hat, but it is worthless if your pet can give away your secrets to the very people most dangerous to you - your government!

I love the people who make these things.