Power Probs?

Okay, so I am still going to try to post in this blog for 100 consecutive posts (my new goal before I give up the daily thing), but we're experiencing technical difficulties. Eli got a new battery for the laptop thinking that would fix the problem, but it has not. There is something else going on here.

And I had something in mind to post about today when I was driving home from work, but I honestly can't remember what it was. It was so clever, too! Oh, well. On a bright note, I had cheerleading practice and every single one of my cheerleaders was picked up on time! I was home by five and was able to "make" dinner tonight [that is, I boiled pasta and heated up some pre-made sauce]. I even went the extra mile and broiled some homemade garlic-ish bread. It would have worked better had I had access to Italian bread instead of sandwich bread, but I think it was the right touch.

I'll get back to thinking what I was going to blog about. It's going to drive me crazy! I'll let you know if I remember.

Sunday

Tomorrow I go back to work. I'm having mixed feelings about this. I don't want to go, but I'm ready to go. I need a little diversion from the mundane. Also, believe it or not, I do miss my kiddos. For now. We'll see how I'm feeling tomorrow after school.

The next two weeks are chalk full of cheerleading and basketball. And I think I have another doctor's appointment this week, but I'm not sure, so I'm going to have to call and check on that tomorrow.

Not much to report today except that a friend from church told me I should write a book about how this pregnancy is not really affecting me. I laughed. What would I write about? There's nothing to write about, and that's the problem with the pregnancy journal I've started.

The nice little old lady who sat in front of us turned around and said that we needed to sing a duet together in front of the church. Um, no? We've never sung together, just the two of us, and I think they'd be hard-pressed to find a duet that accommodates an alto and a bass. Seems that both our parts are harmonies. Oh, well. :)

Ticking Down

Every day that goes by, I feel more and more like going back to work--at least for the diversion! Would I ever make it as a stay-at-home mom?

Eli and little sister came home today. We played Settlers of Catan (and I still rule).

And Eli got a new battery for the computer and I need to finish letting it charge. So, we'll talk more later.

Cheers.

Hum-dinger

I'm not usually at home this much, so it's weird that my cats have habits I've never noticed before.

The one I want to write about today is just weird (in a cute? way). Coco. Unlike Timmy, he has unconditional love for me (whereas Timmy just loves me when Eli is gone, or when Eli's lap is already occupied). He's the nicest cat I have ever met, hands down. He loves people. He loves life. And...

He loves digging in the litter box. This I knew. When we first got him, we had to get a large plastic tub with high sides to use as a litter box because that cat could dig to China. Most of the litter would end up on the floor when he was done. The high sides helped to keep most of the mess in the box. But he sure does get into it.

Well, before he left yesterday Eli cleaned out the litter box (one aspect of pregnancy that is just wonderful) and later in the day I heard Coco in there digging around. Searching for treasure? Who knows?

But, get this...

He hums to himself while he's digging. It just sounds like he's in there murmuring little meeps and meps and other Coco sounds--happy, contented sounds. It was really weird. So that's my weird, clingy cat.

And Timmy's little quirk--one of them, anyway--is that in the middle of the night he likes to check out the acoustics in the living room...a la Heathcliff. Eli never hears it because he's a sound sleeper, but I hear it more often than not. Timmy can go for 20 or more minutes, just making loud, strange sounds. He also can whisper meow. He does this when he's trying to wake us up. And for some reason, he likes to massage my belly, trying to make himself comfortable. This is the only time that he purrs for me. Really. And it happens only once in a blue moon.

Aah! I'm being cat-piled right now. I can't see the keyboard. And Coco is trying to chomp on Timmy's fat rolls. Gotta go get out of the fray. G'night.

New Year, New Waves of Boredom

Happy New Year!

I tried to sleep in this morning, but I just wasn't tired. I only made it to 8 o'clock. Eli was up and at 'em, getting his belongings together to be gone for two days. He went hunting this afternoon. No meat. :( And then he drove to Mobile. I won't see him again until Saturday sometime. And he's bringing lil' sis with him, as she'll be on her way back to Duke for the semester.

I'm not ready to go back to school, but man was I bored today. I decided to take a pattern for a stuffed bunny and morph it into a beaver. Why? Who knows. I was bored. So, here's the pictures of my stuffed animal. He's a tag toy. I was inspired by the Taggie line of toys that you can find on amazon.com.

From the back:



And, from the front:



I stitched the cute face all by myself. And now, I'm tired of sewing. I spent yesterday making blankets for some friends who are having boy/girl twins any day now.



And then I used the extra fabric to make the beaver. A Baylor beaver, if you will.

I'm lonely. And I'm bored. And I'm now able to feel the little one kick around my insides, and frankly it's just weird. I felt it for the first time two days ago. I had definitely not felt anything like it before.

And the cats are so clingy. I can't sit down without them sitting on me (and the baby).

I would already be in bed except I was waiting for Eli to call and let me know that he made it to Mobile safely. He's called. Now I'm going to bed.