ok, like, two weeks since i’ve blogged. not since a quickie about brrr’s baby. that’s not only sad, it’s godawful. what the hell kind of blogging geek am i, then?
not much time, still, but i figured i’d update on why i’ve been missing:
- i got the job. i didn’t take it. will explain later.
- zoë got her first flu, followed by her first cold. then came her first ear infection. she lost a pound and a half over a 3 or 4 day period.
- now we’re on the second round of ferberizing – since whilst sick, she pretty much only slept on me. and doesn’t get that she’s not sick anymore, so i’m no longer a pillow.
- i also got sick and have been, for about two weeks, wavering between well, dog-like and mono-infected. it’s hard to tell what is going on, except i feel like mulch. and i, too, have lost a few pounds, like i could afford it.
- dr. daddy got it too. hard core. he’s still got the sinus issues. the “did it hurt when you did…” questions. the restless sleep. at least he is allowed back in the bedroom, cuz he’s no longer barking in his sleep.
- moods have been thrown around, throughout our entire world, it seems. i feel…lonely and uncomfortable with people i usually would figuratively cuddle towards.
- in a few weeks, i may be going for my first tattoo in what, 5 years? i’m starting a half sleeve. my inspiration will shortly be posted on my flickr page, if she naps tomorrow. a mixture of the zodiac, roman numerals, klimt, van gogh and lots of blue. think it’ll all fit on my twiggy arm? i may end up looking like an idiot.
- i bought new eyeshadow at MAC – a rich metallic brown and a dark, swampy green. i wear the brown with expensive pink and lots of black mascara, the green with swimming and lined with sparkling white highlighter. it makes my eyes POP. i love dramatic eyeshadow. enough said.
- i can’t sleep. now that she can.
- the weaning has been going in reverse. when she was sick, there were a few days when she didn’t nurse at all because snot and boobs don’t mix. but since deciding about the job situation, i’m putting her back on full-time boobs until a year. bottles will be for nighttime feeds. of which there are still some – it’s different every night.
- i already need my hair cut.
- i got invited to go out with my neighbour and another mommy friend from playtime. to go rock out at some clubs watching some bands. is it weird that i’m apprehensive that i might get out and never wanna come back? conversely, i may wanna call every 10 minutes…
- oh, and did i mention that i’m going to see VERUCA SALT at the end of March? with said neighbour. we’re gonna rock out, chick-style. (i’ll be louise, aka the seether).
