1. Were you raised in a particular religious faith? Not really. My aunt took me to the Loma Linda University Church with her when I was little (Seventh Day Adventist). But I also went to a Catholic church with my grandmother sometimes. I was just along for the ride.
2. Do you still practice that faith? Why or why not? Well, I never practiced any faith. I'm just not religious. At all.
3. What do you think happens after death? Nothing.
4. What is your favorite religious ritual (participating in or just observing)? I don't know. I never observe anything.
5. Do you believe people are basically good? My inclination is to say yes. But sometimes I don't know. Maybe humans basically are good, but society is really fucked up in a million fucked up ways.
Okay, so we did do a little bit after all. Two apartments in our complex, where she scored a couple of suckers and a Kit-Kat. And because I'm not a total ogre-mama, I let her have a sucker.
She didn't know quite what to do with it at first, but as you can see, she figured it out.
All of a sudden, it seems, Rebecca loves food.
I used to think she'd never eat. Now, I can hardly keep up with feeding her! She still nurses a lot, but she eats 2-3 meals a day and sometimes a couple of small snacks.
I need food ideas. I've been cruising the big vegan sites for ideas, but most of them talk about nutrition and how many servings of veggies they need and stuff, without having real concrete suggestions for what sort of things to feed them.
Rebecca will eat almost anything I give her. She has molars coming in, but still, most of her food is chewed with her front teeth or sucked to death. She's eating a lot of pasta and veggies and cheerios right now.
We are not totally vegan, but our dairy consumption is generally "recreational," so we might have cheese or ice cream now and then and we don't eat eggs at all. I'm thinking I should give her something with protein in it, though, so maybe tofu, fake chicken nuggets, maybe even veggie hot dogs.
Any vegetarian mamas out there? What do your toddlers eat?
I haven't knit anything since Monday. No, that's not true, I made a tiny thing for part of the craft swap.
I made all those dishcloths over almost two weeks, knitting a couple hours each day, I guess (I made 6, each one took 2-3 hours, some days I didn't knit as much). They were fairly mindless, really, I just had to keep track of counting for the patterns, which is more than challenging if Rebecca is awake.
Before that, I had some really huge issues with some socks. I started a pair with some Regia Jacquard, but I tried doing them toe-up and it was a disaster, so I tried them cuff-down and somehow it was coming out all weird and loose, like I was using size 8 needles instead of size 2. So then I was working on a sock with worsted-weight. I thought I'd try to get a pair done within a few weeks (late) of my brother's birthday. Then there was that accident with Rebecca pulling out a needle and I lost my heart for socks for a bit.
Now I'm faced with the fact that I still haven't made socks for my brother. My father's birthday is in a few weeks and I have some Regia for socks for him. Not to mention Christmas in less than two months.
The pressure to knit things in a timely manner kills some of my enthusiasm. But what now? Do I go ahead and start again on my brother's socks, knowing it will totally ruin any chances of my dad's socks being finished on time. Or knit my dad's socks, forget Ryan's birthday and make him some for Christmas?
Well, then there's the whole issue of Christmas, which I don't want to celebrate at all.
I worry too much.
Will my relatives stop loving me if I'm constantly late with their gifts?
Going trick-or-treating! Heh. We thought about for approximately 30 seconds. Rebecca wouldn't understand what to do and she can't have any candy (well, she might get a small bite). Plus, Ed is working late. Maybe next year, she'll be 2 1/2. Or maybe not.MORE...
Before the park, we went to Berkeley. Downtown Berkeley is about 15-20 minutes away. We went to a couple of used bookstores, Moe's and Shakespeare & Co.
I got copies of Fast Food Nation: The Dark Side of the All-American Meal, by Eric Schlosser and Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By in America, by Barbara Ehrenreich.
Anyone read either one of them? What did you think?
Oh, hey, both books are in excellent condition. The Fast Food Nation looks brand new (actually, they both really do). I paid $6 ($13.95 new) for FFN and $5 ($13 new) for N&D. Love me some used books!
Rebecca and I just came back from the park.MORE...
So, Rebecca has a costume (you can see a sort of dark photo of her wearing it here), but today she doesn't want to wear it. She wore it fine the other day. Figures.
So she's wearing a sweatshirt that her Grandma Pattie sent. It's orange (!) with a black kitty and a spider on the front, it's really cute and she loves it. But she'll hardly wear it. Whenever I put it on her, she wants me to take it off so she can carry it around and hug it!
Anyway, I'll get some photos later.
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I always pile Rebecca's toys on the chairs and stuff in the living room when I vacuum. Yesterday someone didn't get off the chair. She stayed there until she saw the vacuum cleaner. And she wanted everyone to know she's pissed that my web site isn't named after her anymore.
oh. oh. oh. oh.
must.see. must.see. oh. oh. oh.
Have you read Four Arguments for the Elimination of Television? Very good stuff, that. Maybe you should consider it... Just sayin'
Since we moved to Shangri-la, we've been getting so many phone calls from people trying to sell us crap. It's weird, too, because it's usually an actual person. In San Jose, we occasionally got calls, but they were almost always recorded messages.
I sometimes get three or four of them a day, usually local businesses trying to sell dish tv, cellular phones, carpet-cleaning, debt consolidation, all sorts of crap. It pisses me off that 90% of my daily phone calls are unpleasant, with me having to tell these people no and them trying to get still more of their pitch in before I hang up and me having to say no again. GO AWAY!!
So the other day I changed my answering machine to say something like, "You've reached (our number). We are not interested in purchasing anything over the phone, so if you're calling to sell us something, please hang up now. If not, leave a message and we'll call you back." I get a lot of hang-ups now.
And then there's Ed. He usually tells the machine "I'm calling to sell you these sex toys" or some other silly thing. Like this morning. A little while ago the phone rang, I heard my voice say the message and then Ed, "I'm calling to sell you Argentina."
Today when Rebecca and I came hom from the park, there was a package from Amazon. One was a knitting book that was on my wish list (though it doesn't appear it was bought through my wish list because it was still showing up) and this book. Anyone want to 'fess up to sending these to me?
One of the sure signs of impending
doom PMS is when the usual chaos clutter of our house drives me absolutely fucking insane.
Also, the amount of unanswered email I have sitting in my inbox is driving me nuts. I always have a certain amount of email-guilt, but when PMS is on its
deathmarch way, I have even shed tears over it.
Sometimes I just wallow in the
filth mess. Other times I get a major bug up my ass and actually do something about it.
Today I must have a really big bug up my
really big ass because I'm a cleaning fool.
Even though I'm still tired
and harboring resentment.
14 years ago today I was 19, a Sophomore at Humboldt State University. I was living in a big house with a bunch of roommates. It was a Friday night. I went to a Halloween party with my roommates. One roommate, Susan, was dressed as Sinbad the Sailor. I was her wench.
I met my ex-husband at that party.MORE...
just once i would like to go to bed when i fucking want to. i am so tired. heaven forbid i ever get to sleep in a little bit or go to bed when i'm really tired instead of when the baby goes to sleep.
just once in a while, ya know?
We had corn from the farmer's market today. Yummy, sweet white corn. We gave half an ear to Rebecca. I didn't really expect that she would do much with it, but it turns out she adores corn on the cob. She scraped it off quite well with her little teeth!
I'm sure I've had more tiring, sleep-deprived, aggravating days than this one since Rebecca was born. I seem to remember (dimly) that the first few months of her life were somewhat zombie-like for me (not to mention the total bummer of the last few weeks I was pregnant).
But I can't remember those days as clearly as I remember the one I am still living!!MORE...
I'm pretty sure we're going to the Anti-War March in San Francisco tomorrow. I'll be sure to take the camera.
It's almost 9:00 and Rebecca is still asleep. She rarely sleeps past 7:00, so this is really strange.
very.sleepy. so very sleepy.
had the worst time falling asleep last night, i didn't go to bed until almost 1:00, then the baby woke up freaking out for no discernable reason, maybe an hour after i went to bed. had a hard time falling asleep after that.
then i woke up at 6:00 and couldn't go back to sleep, so i just got up. and here i am.
very very tired. haven't slept this badly since rebecca was a tiny baby.
Anyone want a copy of Baby Signs? I really wanted to use this book, but I just didn't. I'm sure it's not too late, but Rebecca is starting to talk a little and manages to communicate pretty clearly anyway. I'd be happy to send this book to someone who wants it!
Right after we moved, we bought some WestSoy that was bad. I emailed them about it and received an email back asking for the expiration date and barcode number, which I sent. Then I got another reply, saying we'd get some coupons. Fine.
Today a woman from the company called and said she was responding to our "voice mail" (I never called them). She said she had no record of our emails and therefore didn't have the barcodes and stuff.
She said she would "authorize" sending two coupons to us, but she really sounded like she didn't believe me. I told her I didn't really care. I don't have the emails anymore and it's just not that big of a deal. I probably wouldn't have complained at all except it was three half-gallons that were bad. It was annoying, and they cost $2.49 each.
Plus, I didn't like her tone of voice and her insinuation that I was just some kind of moron trying to get free soy milk. She was really irritating me so I said, "You know, I really don't give a crap." And then she hung up on me.
I think we're going to start trying other brands, to find a different one we like. We've been pretty devoted to WestSoy because I don't like a lot of other soy milks, but rude customer service really really pisses me off.
Wombat's new "spot", since we started running the heater a little bit.
Some of you will remember these photos from Rebecca's old web site, blackberrying.com. These are from October of last year. What a cutie! I can't believe how little she was. She was just learning to sit up well all by herself.
No way am I even remotely ready for the patterns in this book, but I checked it out at the library today and the sweaters and dresses are exquisite. I hope I'll be able to make one for Rebecca some day.
Willow is so beautiful! I totally bawled when I saw her photo.
It's getting pretty chilly here at Shangri-la. We've turned the heater on twice. Once last night for a little while when Rebecca was already asleep.
And then this afternoon, for her bath time. It was cold in here and I wanted to warm things up a bit before she got out of the bath. We got a cheap fireplace screen at Lowe's a couple of weeks ago and Ed brought home some tie-wire (??? just these long curved wires for, well, tying things) from work.
And I hooked it up today. It's not exactly pretty and not even all that sturdy. One small part of it gets pretty warm, but not as hot as the heater front itself. I'm not worried about her willfully touching it (at least not after the first time or two, right?). I've already started to tell her it's hot and that she shouldn't touch it. Mostly I wanted to have some kind of barrier in case she accidentally fell against it (which I've seen her do).
We'll see how it goes. So far it's good.
I went to the library this morning, returned some books, checked out some others. On the way out, I noticed a bunch of moms and kids coming in.
Oh, it's Wednesday! Story time! I keep meaning to go!MORE...
I don't give a shit about those football-playing world series freaks, but maybe it's interesting to someone that I can see the stadium where they're playing from my living room. Heh.
I made another ring today, while Rebecca was napping.
Rachel asked in the comments below if they were strung on wire. Yes, they were. Of course, the easiest ones are the plain circles, but even the little flower one I made today was easy, just more time-consuming.
I was IM'ing with Joy last night and she reminded me that the term for really fast labors is called precipitous labor. Out of curiosity, I did a google search. I was not surprised to find many medical sites talking about problems that can be associated with precipitous labor, for mother and baby, including post-partum hemorrhage, among other scary-sounding things.
Saturday we went to Thrift Town, a cool thrift store near our house. Like any thrift store, I guess, it's sort of hit and miss. We hit the jackpot this weekend, though. I got several pairs of overalls (including a pair of dark plum colored corderoy with little white flowers on them that she's wearing today), two dresses, a bunch of shirts and a bunch of books for Rebecca. We also got four pairs of Dockers for Ed, for work, in nearly-new condition, for $1.99 each.
Ed picked out a bunch of funky bangle bracelets for Rebecca and she loves them. She tries to put them on her head, like a tiara or something. Or she tries to put them on the cats' heads!
Plus Ed found some vintage plates, circa 1960-something. Wonderful green with big flowers on them. There were three, $.69 each. Whee!
Yes, thrifting with the hippycrites, what an adventure!
Squirt's quick birth is giving me flashbacks and I haven't even heard the details! The whole story of Rebecca's birth is over here, but basically, she was born in three hours. My water broke with no warning at 2:00 a.m. and she was born at 5:00.MORE...
Things still aren't quite right. My subdomains, like theGrateful Bloggers, are now subdirectories. Um. Crap.
At the end of June I sent off some money to a fellow knitter for some yarn
she had. And then all that crap happened and I was so very very stressed, I just forgot about it. Now, four months later, she's received the package back returned from the totally incompetent post office I used to have my mail routed through) and written to me.
I don't really care about the yarn or the money very much.
But while I was sitting here thinking about the time when I should have received it, I just started feeling awful. I started having that awful, sick sinking feeling that I lived with for all those weeks before we moved here.
Rebecca was in my lap and so I just hugged her tight and cried in her hair.
I'm so relieved we're safe and well. And still so very very thankful for all the kindness of my friends. Ed was right, we have not forgotten, and we won't.
What a weekend for making things! I did one project that I won't talk about
because someone(s) who read this might SEE! Ed and I made more of the filled
apricot cookies. I've knitted two and a half dishcloths, part of a set for a
And I got tired of my plain silver rings, so I made more colorful adornments
for my hands. Ed took the photos:
My baby brother turned 23 yesterday. I'm such a lucky sister.
I'm pretty sure I love artichokes more than almost any other food. I could eat one every single day and never get tired of them. I usually eat them plain, too. I used to eat them with mayonaisse, but since we buy vegan mayo now, it's not the same and I prefer them plain. (the vegan mayo, by the way, is very good on/in just about everything else you'd use regular mayo for, I honestly hardly notice the difference)
There is a marvelous baker at the Farmer's Market near our house. Today we got a loaf of artichoke/roasted garlic bread. It has big chunks of artichoke and whole cloves of garlic. It's really yummy. (we got a loaf of zuchinni bread, too, which I think we'll have for breakfast. Rebecca is especially fond of zuchinni bread)
Anyway, I have a bag of frozen artichoke hearts in the freezer and am sort of at a lost about what to do with them. I'm tempted to just thaw them and eat them right out of the bag. Anyone have suggestions?
Yes, it's true. hippycrites was masquerading as rumpy-pumpy for a while today. It really pissed me off, actually. But check this out. Aletia was sold recently to Jaguar and guess what? They have actual customer service! I wrote and bitched and whoa, someone wrote back in like an hour or so and within a few hours, they fixed it! Amazing! Never would have happened like that with Aletia. I think the comments still aren't working, though.
Anyway, the other bummer is it seems I've lost entries from the 19th and 20th. I actually have them (thanks, Flidais!), so I'll be restoring them later, even though the dates will be wrong.
Sheesh, what a day!