Monday, August 30, 2010

My baby is growing up...


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Originally uploaded by Dr. Ellen
He's 'graduating' to the preschool room at daycare this week. I have no idea how it happened. He's not a baby anymore. His favourite word is "self"... "Downstairs SELF!" "Eat SELF!" "Dress SELF!" He will tell you what he likes and what he doesn't, and heaven help you if you misinterpret ;-) But he loves to hug, and his favourite thing to do on Saturday morning is climb in my lab and snuggle in to watch PBS Kids.


Wednesday, August 25, 2010

random updates, list style

Brain is fried, as per usual, so here's what's been going on lately (in absolutely NO order whatsoever):
  1. N. now sleeps very well in the big boy bed. He's a handful most evenings, but he eventually climbs in and is still sleeping in until 7:30am on average.
  2. I am employed until the end of October. Then we hop back on the merry-go-round again.
  3. My dad, little brother J., and little brother's girlfriend J.R. are hopefully taking a trip down this fall, followed by a visit from my mom!! N. loved his Uncle J. and J.R. on vacation, so we're looking forward to that a whole bunch.
  4. I priced flights for Christmas vacation. Even if we booked NOW (not smart given the job situation), it would cost $3700. We're staying here for Christmas.
  5. I did not knit much at all on my vacation, but I'm OK with that. I bought more crochet thread, and some patterns, from the LYS in my hometown. I love it there; The owner, A. hugs us even though we only get to visit once or twice a year, and asks about the kids. It's such a warm, supportive place.
  6. One of the moms in N.'s daycare gave me two HUGE balls of lilac bernat baby yarn, because someone heard she was knitting and gave them to her for Christmas 2 years ago (she never got beyond the garter stitch scarf). I'm making a crochet granny square blanket because what else do you do with 2lb of baby yarn?
  7. I got sucked in and bought yarn to make a hat and scarf for Hubby for Christmas, because he actually flipped through pattern books on his own when we visited our LYS here this past Saturday. He found a pattern he really liked, and I couldn't resist. He's been wearing the same (store-bought) scarf and hat for six years (for SHAME!), and we're making a break from blue/navy to go to shades of green. It's momentous for him.
  8. I have successfully made blueberry, apple, and rhubarb pies, and made two on vacation at the MIL's. It was for dessert at our big dinner at the family farmhouse with everyone, and they were a hit. I was worried because Hubby's aunt (the matriarch of that branch of the family) cooks for a living. She heartily approved ;-)
  9. I need to get off coffee. I'm still drinking anywhere from 40 to 60 oz a day, and maybe one cup of that is decaf.
  10. Hubby's lab is going out for lunch today, and I'm invited, because I'm now an honorary lab member. We're going for sushi. I'm disproportionately excited.
And now, without further ado, random photos:

N. and his cousin, watching some cartoons on Saturday morning.

N., hunting pinecones in the wilds of Papa's backyard!

N. and my Grammie, his Great Grammie. We had some really wonderful visits, and I know she knew him in her own way.

N. and Daddy, by the lake in the back of the family farm.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Le sigh.

I'm sitting in the kitchen now, while 3 of the 5 men in my life are winding down before bed... Dad is leaving tomorrow, and it'll have been three and a half weeks that he's been with us. He came down at the end of July, spent a week, we drove up for our tour of eastern Canada, and then he drove us back on Sunday...

There are those few types of moments that really get me. One is walking in to my apartment after vacation (no matter what apartment, or which vacation), and feeling like I've never left. I hate that. The other, much worse kind, is feeling like I'm ripping N. away from my parents and dragging him across the continent. I hate that split second on the last day when I realize my mother is going to have to buckle him in his carseat and watch us drive away. I hate that moment. And I hate that when my dad visits, he tries to sneak out under the cover of night, so that N. won't see him get upset when he leaves. He watches N. sleep for a few minutes and then takes off. And it kills me every time.

I know there's little chance that Hubby and I will find jobs in my hometown (and zero chance of it happening in my mother-in-law's village), but when we're closer it'll be easier.

I crocheted a bit at lunch today, and will be doing more tomorrow I hope... it makes me feel better, more centered, more calm. I don't feel alone when I have my needles and my hooks in my hands, they distract me somehow... sigh.

I love visiting the farm!


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Originally uploaded by Dr. Ellen
And, obviously, so does N. :-)

More soon...

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

crazy

i can't be bothered to use caps today, and may be blabbery... we're back from a pretty darn good vacation, and while i've got a temporary reprieve on the job front, i'm back on the hunt in a few weeks. can't do this 3 months at a time thing anymore.

i got zero knitting done on our trip... or 0.0000000009 - exactly two rows on the flower basket shawl. i just shut down completely, i guess. after leaving my hometown and heading to hubby's, i started another thread crochet doily, though. i'm feeling rather disconnected, so we'll see how it goes.

vacation pics sometime soon, and hopefully some more energy.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

It is very difficult to get vacation knitting done...

... when one hour into the two-day car trip you burn your damn thumb with nuclear hot mcD's coffee. the need to keep your digits immersed in icewater all day puts a damper on knitting progress...

And a toddler who sleeps in until 9:45am is only good in the morning... when he's still awake at 11:20pm, not so good.

So. freakin. tired.