Everyday Life – Duck John Paul IV

Friday Fidgeting

While I am trying to get reconnected with work, I figured I would play this little game.

1 – Go to “wikipedia.” Hit “random… Read More”
or click http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.

2 – Go to “Random quotations”
or click http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.

3 – Go to flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”
or click http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days
Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4 – Use photoshop or similar to put it all together

Hmmm…I smell a Grammy in my future!

What’s In a Name

I stole this from my lovely friend, Heather, of Zen Goddess fame.

1. YOUR SPY NAME (middle name and current street name)

Diane Thomas

2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME (grandfather/mother on your dad’s side and your favorite candy):

Corrine Butterfinger

3. YOUR RAP NAME (first initial of first name and first 3,4 or 5 letters of your last name):

S-Chi

4. YOUR GAMERTAG (a favorite color, a favorite animal)

Red Koala

5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME (middle name, and city you were born in:

Diane Santa Barbara

6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME (first three letters of your last name, last three letters of mother’s maiden name, first three letters of your pet’s name)

Chiuke

7. JEDI NAME (middle name spelled backwards, your mom’s maiden name spelled backwards

Enaid Ekul

8. PORN STAR NAME (first pet’s name, the street you grew up on):

Pika Connor

9. SUPERHERO NAME: (”The”, your favorite color and the automobile your dad drives)

The Red Dodge

10. YOUR ACTION HERO NAME (first name of the main character in the last film you watched, last food you ate)

Jamie Cake

Everyday Life – First Dance

I found the CD of our wedding pictures. This is another one of my favorites.

He’s a Goddamn Genius!

Rocket currently sleeps in our bedroom. This will not be a permanent arrangement, by any means. But while he is young and the three of us are getting used to being a family, it is comforting to have him close by.

Anyways, his bassinet touches the end of our bed, running parallel to the foot board. Convenient when he cries in the middle of the night. I don’t even have to get out of bed to check on him. I can just peek over the end if I need to. But this little stinker has figured out that we are just over that little wall. If we don’t attend to him when he starts fussing, after a while he will wiggle his body until his feet are touching the side of his bassinet that touches our bed. And then he will KICK THE END OF OUR BED, like, “HEY! I know you’re up there!” It cracks us up!! He is too smart. Trouble, I tell you. I sense nothing but trouble.

In Which I Steal

That’s right. I am stealing blog ideas from Badass. I thought his idea to have a section of “reader favorites” was brilliant. So I am doing the same. Please leave a comment letting me know which posts you would like me to include.

I will create the section sometime next week.

Spransy Quote of the Day

Jeremy: You’re such a mom right now.

Me: Why?

Jeremy: Because your like breast feeding and knitting at the same time.

Me: I’m a multi-taskin’ motha fucka!

Jer: Well maybe not quite so motherly.

Me: Why? Because of the multi-tasking?

12 Weeks

Oliver is 3 months old! THREE MONTHS!! This means that exactly one year has passed since I started this blog. I think that is the longest I have had a blog (which have been many…but usually fizzle out after a few months.)

A last week I took him to his 2 month follow up (a little late, I know). Doc said he was the epitome of what a two month old should be. Growing like a weed, this kid is! He is now 12 lbs 9 oz and 24 3/4 in. TAAA-AAALL!!

Oliver has had a couple sessions of what is lovingly known as the “PURPLE FACED SCREAM OF DEATH!!” You know; where they scream and scream, until they scream them self sick, and you can’t figure out what to do to help them. Awesome. I asked the doctor about this and told him that the only way I have found to calm him down is to feed him. Which is crazy to me, since he had eaten for a good 30 minutes, just 45 minutes before!

So the doctor asked me how much I was able to pump at a time. I tell him 2-3 oz out of each side, but that I am sure he is getting much more than that when drinking “straight from the carton.” Then I tell him that I can get up to 8 oz per side, if I am engorged. He starts bowing to me, like he is Wayne meeting Alice Cooper! Apparently this is impressive. He tells me, not to worry, it is probably just a phase. (In fact this hasn’t really happened for about a week now. So hopefully that was a short lived phase. God willing.)

This visit, as I am sure most of you mother’s remember, was also the time for his first set of immunizations. First off, let me say that NO FIRST TIME MOTHER should ever…I repeat..EVER…have to go through that alone. That SUCKED!! And no; Jeremy didn’t abandon me. I was a dip shit and gave him the wrong time for the appointment. The flying solo was my fault.

The nurse told me that she would have to give him a series of three shots. Two in one leg; one in the other. She told me hold him in my lap, clutching his upper body to me, because he would flinch when she STABS HIM IN THE LEG. (Ok she didn’t do that. She was very careful and sweet about the whole ordeal. Didn’t help though.) You should have seen the look on his face!! It was shock, followed by a SCREAM, and look that said, “You let her do this to me?! You totally betrayed me! DAMN YOU!!”

While he was in the midst of hysteria, the nurse sticks him with the next shot. And of course it’s another round of, “WWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!” Then she tells me that I need to turn him around so she can give him the last shot. So I do, and he settles down a little, continuing to whimper.

Until he is jammed with the last needle. This time he looks at me like, “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME WITH THIS SHIT!” Tears are streaming down his face. Tears are streaming down my face. It was awful. And as sweet and gentle as the nurse was trying to be, I hated her for the five minutes it took for this to occur. I wanted to stab her needle in her fucking eye and yell, “How you like that, Bitch?! Huh?! Huh?!”

I could never actually stab anyone. I really bad with a Capri Sun. (Thank you, Daniel Tosh.)

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8.jpg P.M – Time that Rocket goes to bed now!! He is sleeping for about 9 hours a night, now. Fuck. Yeah.

2.jpg Books I am trying to read at the moment.

Here There Be Dragons The Hour I First Believed

I say, “trying,” because I seem to have less and less free time these days. I just don’t get it. . . .

5.jpg Inches. Minimum amount of hair I think I am going to cut off when I finally get off my ass and make an appointment with my stylist.

Also, the number of months that will probably pass before I actually DO get off my ass and make an appointment with my stylist.

0.jpg Things that suck about the loaf of bread and honey butter that Heather made for me. Good heavens, that is awesome!

Thanks, Heather!

A Little Thank You….

I have come to appreciate, so much, the friendships I have made through this blog. So I am stealing this “tag” from my friend, Annie, as a way to say thanks! My life is better having known you.

This tag game involves a few of my favorite things: handmade goods, creativity, and gift-giving. So, without further ado, here are the tagging instructions:

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

1- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2- What I create will be just for you.
3- It’ll be done this year. (might be a little while)
4- You have no clue what it’s going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that’s for sure!
5- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange. The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must re post this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog.

The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me! Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!

Good luck!