The most amazing, wonderful, and exciting thing happened this past Saturday - my bestest, darlingest, dearest, sweetest, and most importantly SMELLIEST friend ever had her second child at 3 in the afternoon or so. I got a call around 8, with a voicemail that *I* got at about 9.30: "Door, it's me, I know it's really early but my blood pressure was too high, so we're having the baby at 10.30. BYE". That's how she is, all the big details that beg elaboration - such as, "I'm totally fine and so is baby, we're just being cautious because I have the shittiest pregnancies known to humankind" - and I got to have a giant stone of freaked in my belly all day. Normally I wouldn't, but BFFFF has the worst luck with health and preggo-ness. For instance, last month? She passed two kidney stones. While pregnant. The size of pencil erasers. GOOD TIMES.
Anyhow, everyone gets to come home tomorrow, and I get to watch my cutiepatootie little almost-niece, Sassypants while baby gets settled in (and mama and Dad get a nap, one hopes). I've got chocolate chips and cookie makings, a Tinkerbell movie for Sassy and Sae, and 35 different kinds of nail polish. I'm excited! A fun girl's day, hopefully she will be excited to do cool big girl stuff and be jazzed on her new job as Big Sister. I love little Sassypants mucho, and have really sucked about seeing her (and her dear mama) lately.
Tonight, I am returning the meal-making favor BFFFF bestowed on me Post-BusyBee birth. She brought me all kinds of stuff, made sure to take pics because I'm miserable at it, and kept me company and thus sane.
I've made a Southwestern sort of casserole with corn tortillas, beef, bell peppers, tomato, corn, and mild chili sauce. It's topped with cheese, homemade cornbread, and a smidge more cheese :) I <3 cheese. I've also made two pumpkin bread loaves - one with chocolate chips, and one without because some ladies are big weirdos who hate chocolate but they just had a ridiculously cute baby, so I will indulge them in their deranged tastes. I'm also making a bolognese bake, but I'm most excited to make BFFFF her long-awaited chicken carbonara. She had to be really good on a really strict diet during her pregnancy, and she asked me to make my version of America's Test Kitchen's "lite" (bahahahaaaaaaaa) chicken carbonara as soon as she could cut loose a little! I love cooking for people a ridiculously huge amount.
I thought I would post a tiny bit - I'm so busy I haven't even painted much, but I need to focus on writing at least! I need an outlet! Even if it is to squee and talk about food and happy junk. Nice for a change of pace for this poor old blog!
Showing posts with label baby stuff. Show all posts
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Monday, June 13, 2011
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Blahs are over, January sucks, and I just want it to be May alfreakinready
Wow, I haven't hit the ol blog in a couple of weeks, my bad! I have been trying to get in the habit of blogging more this year - hopefully whenever I get my craft blog going (Dee Bee Sea is defunct until baby having is done with) and someday that big, shiny etsy shop hoppin, I will be awesome about updates and uploading stuff and whatnot. YEAH!
Let's see, what's been going on?
Well, for the past week, the weather here in Acme, WA has been fucking G L O R I O U S. I mean, clear, high, cold blue skies, frost tipped greenery, clean breezes down from the mountains, and best of all, no rain OR snow! MAN I am so done with snow. For serious and true. But the weather has def. made me antsy for spring, I keep looking at Ma's lawn and looking for the little jonquils and crocuses and snowdrops I know should be popping up in a couple of months...hurry UP, flowers. And then there are the plum blossoms and cherry blossoms and (best of all) apple blossoms around here, which are all lovely and smell like sugar-heaven. So I have basically fooled myself into thinking spring is just around the corner. Which means I thing that my house is a dump and that everything needs to be cleaned, polished, painted, and aired out. DID YOU KNOW that if you air linens out on a January day in the the Cascade foothills, no matter how sunny it is, they will come in crackly with a 1/4" of frost? It is TRUUUUE. but they smell lovely.
In related sprucing news, I have been (slowly) painting a large, acrylic mural on the baby's room wall in our loft area. There is a purple sea that will be populated with chubby mermaids, a big silver tree on top of a periwinkle hill, set against a pink, swirly sky. I've never painted on quite that large of a scale before, so it's been...rough...to keep motivated. Especially after my armpits (wtf!) get sore and I get paint up my nose for the millionth time. But I have been keeping motivated by doing three other baby-realted projects (I have to do a lot at once to keep focused, what is wrong with my brain). I am also knitting a wee sweater to go with the pointy elf hat I made, finishing up a baby quilt started last January, and making baby wipes out of old flannel sheets and random pieces in my stash. So it's been good, my fingers and wrists are holding up and not being little bitches about all of the work I force them to do and things are turning out pretty good-looking. Usually my fingers are all "wah, my little girly muscles hurt" and my wrists are all "ohhh I am too limp to knit for hours" but after a year of conditioning them, they are BURLY and I can craft and sew and paint all the live-long-day. At this rate, when I am an old lady, I will look like a body builder from the elbows down. RADNESS!
Related to crafting, I hate Etsy shops. I wanted to like them, but MAN. The all seem to have elected to sell a piss-poor product with unfinished fabric edges and hanging thread ends and and and UGH it drives me nuts. And they always charge far too much for said mediocrity, you know? It's galling, as someone who has been sewing for over ten years, to see such shabby work being proferred for sale to the masses as a quality product worth twenty times the cost of materials and labour. It is such bullshit. I've been at it for a long time, and half the time, I would rather give things away as they are not up to MY standards. Maybe that's why I'm still not making money at it, but I couldn't in good conscience sell something I felt to be a piece of shit, what with it coming from my brain and hands and all. So that was an irritating experience. One of those times I had to keep my mouth shut and smile politely, I know people who sell there but won't look. I hate etsy crafts. there. I said it.
Ummm.
Other than that, I watched the Obama inauguration and decided to attend Unitarian Universalist services (I'm a taoist liker of Jesus the dude, not the bible though, and many other ideas of peace and love and service). Nothing too exciting, right ! HA!
Let's see, what's been going on?
Well, for the past week, the weather here in Acme, WA has been fucking G L O R I O U S. I mean, clear, high, cold blue skies, frost tipped greenery, clean breezes down from the mountains, and best of all, no rain OR snow! MAN I am so done with snow. For serious and true. But the weather has def. made me antsy for spring, I keep looking at Ma's lawn and looking for the little jonquils and crocuses and snowdrops I know should be popping up in a couple of months...hurry UP, flowers. And then there are the plum blossoms and cherry blossoms and (best of all) apple blossoms around here, which are all lovely and smell like sugar-heaven. So I have basically fooled myself into thinking spring is just around the corner. Which means I thing that my house is a dump and that everything needs to be cleaned, polished, painted, and aired out. DID YOU KNOW that if you air linens out on a January day in the the Cascade foothills, no matter how sunny it is, they will come in crackly with a 1/4" of frost? It is TRUUUUE. but they smell lovely.
In related sprucing news, I have been (slowly) painting a large, acrylic mural on the baby's room wall in our loft area. There is a purple sea that will be populated with chubby mermaids, a big silver tree on top of a periwinkle hill, set against a pink, swirly sky. I've never painted on quite that large of a scale before, so it's been...rough...to keep motivated. Especially after my armpits (wtf!) get sore and I get paint up my nose for the millionth time. But I have been keeping motivated by doing three other baby-realted projects (I have to do a lot at once to keep focused, what is wrong with my brain). I am also knitting a wee sweater to go with the pointy elf hat I made, finishing up a baby quilt started last January, and making baby wipes out of old flannel sheets and random pieces in my stash. So it's been good, my fingers and wrists are holding up and not being little bitches about all of the work I force them to do and things are turning out pretty good-looking. Usually my fingers are all "wah, my little girly muscles hurt" and my wrists are all "ohhh I am too limp to knit for hours" but after a year of conditioning them, they are BURLY and I can craft and sew and paint all the live-long-day. At this rate, when I am an old lady, I will look like a body builder from the elbows down. RADNESS!
Related to crafting, I hate Etsy shops. I wanted to like them, but MAN. The all seem to have elected to sell a piss-poor product with unfinished fabric edges and hanging thread ends and and and UGH it drives me nuts. And they always charge far too much for said mediocrity, you know? It's galling, as someone who has been sewing for over ten years, to see such shabby work being proferred for sale to the masses as a quality product worth twenty times the cost of materials and labour. It is such bullshit. I've been at it for a long time, and half the time, I would rather give things away as they are not up to MY standards. Maybe that's why I'm still not making money at it, but I couldn't in good conscience sell something I felt to be a piece of shit, what with it coming from my brain and hands and all. So that was an irritating experience. One of those times I had to keep my mouth shut and smile politely, I know people who sell there but won't look. I hate etsy crafts. there. I said it.
Ummm.
Other than that, I watched the Obama inauguration and decided to attend Unitarian Universalist services (I'm a taoist liker of Jesus the dude, not the bible though, and many other ideas of peace and love and service). Nothing too exciting, right ! HA!
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