Jan 25, 2004 18:39
Like I would actually keep up with it... That's me for you. I have been actually taking notes during the day of things that Rachel has been doing but either I forget about it by the time Rachel goes to sleep and I can get on the computer or I'm just too tired to do much of anything but read myself to sleep. So yeah, Rachel's done a lot in the past month or so. On New Years day she learned about her toes and how much fun it is to suck on them. Diaper changes after that were a little difficult for about a week or so. She could bend her body better when she was naked so I couldn't get the diaper on cause her toes were in her mouth. She now has two teeth and is biting everything she can lay her hands on. I dubbed her Nibbler this evening because she can't nurse long enough to get a mouthful of milk cause she's too busy talking. Nursing sessions have become nibbling sessions instead. I'm surprised she can actually fall asleep between bites. Stuff Me Own Mouth Nibbler Rachel. Read Terry Pratchett. Ray came and went. He's driving me up the wall and I wish he would go away. Not much I can do though. My mom went nuts for years dealing with my brother Michael's father. He'd go away for the weekend to his dads house potty trained and come back in diapers again. Shit like that. I sure hope I don't have to deal with that kind of crap. He got mad at me several times in the 24 hours he was here because I wanted to do whatever it was I was doing by myself. I'm sorry, I'm a really hardheaded and independent person and I can do it myself. One of them I was sitting on my bike as we were walking (me riding) back up my driveway and I stopped to peg my pants leg and he kept trying to hold the bike for me. I can balance and mess with my pants WITHOUT FALLING DOWN ALL BY MYSELF!!!! That was one of the biggest things about me he couldn't deal with. I can deal with chivalry just fine. When my little brother runs to my door when we're getting out of the car and not only holds it open for me but also offers his hand, I just melt. Admittedly when we were teenagers I tried to ignore it because I CAN GET OUT OF THE DAMN CAR BY MYSELF!! but that was just sibling shit. I accept it now because I understand he's just being chivalrous. I can deal with people opening doors for me especially when I'm carrying Rachel. That kind of stuff I don't mind. I swapped beds this weekend. We had a guest bed upstairs in the garage that was bigger than the twin futon Rachel and I had been sleeping on so I swapped. I had to recover the bottom of the box spring with new fabric because it had been torn and I didn't want cats trying to sleep in my box spring. All I had to do was staple it on and he kept wanting to do it. He asked what he could do and I just told him to entertain his daughter. That's what he's here for, right? To see his daughter? I don't want to see him. I've been pissed at him for over a year and maybe some day he'll realize that. Yeah right. So that's that. Enough wanking. I leave for Pomona on Wednesday. We're going to a huge horse expo type thing and won't be back till Sunday. We're volunteers and volunteering saved us 90 bucks cause we get in for free and the volunteer coordinator has even offered to baby sit for me. We're gonna have a blast. I've been invited to Santa Barbara for Easter. I have to tell them that I'll have to see because I want to start working and have to see what a work schedule will accommodate. It's also going to be uncomfortable because it's sort of a religious holiday and I don't practice any religion and they're pretty religious people. They gave Rachel a book that's something like Thomas the church mouse. They have angel figurines all over the house, Ray got sent to Catholic high school because his parents did, I'm not sure about his brothers, and their mom is a nurse at the Mission. So that's something that will be fun. I haven't been to church since I was a little kid and my parents used to send us just so they could have time to themselves. So yeah.
I was looking through a book today that got my juices flowing again. I want to do something with my hands. I like doing my artwork but it's not on a big enough scale. I went somewhere with Madelyn a couple weeks ago to a lady's house that she and her husband built. Madelyn and Scott built their own house and Madelyn made the comment that a lot of people up here have built their own houses. That sounds intriguing to me. Maybe not exactly a house but a series of 10X10's as separate rooms or something. The book is called Handmade Houses and is awesome. A man wanted to live in a tree trunk so his house is partially in a tree trunk and the whole thing is crammed in to this tiny grove of trees with about 10 trees all around it. It's a book of inspiration. So I want to build my own house. It sounds like a fun project. Madelyn wasn't sure if her house was going to be built in time for Flint's birth but they managed to get it done, well most of it at least. They're still working and it looks great. Just another one of those thoughts. I want to buy property and let my creativity go wild. We'll see where I am in a few years. Yeah. That's about my month. Sort of. I forgot the rest. I should do this more often, almost a catharsis. Nice.