Queen of Rambles

Who knew you could be so productive on a holiday. After two months of saying “we have to get a crib, we have to get a crib” we finally realized that there was no way in hell we were going to be able to cart a crib home in the car. We could have done a one hour truck rental but that’s a major pain so I took my fingers for a walk around the World Wide Web and found a place with free shipping on cribs. I love me some free shipping. We ended up getting a nicer crib than I had intended, but it’s convertible so it will see years of use. I can’t wait to have a cage for the boy! I know, I know. All you other people are out there rolling your eyes and thinking it’s about time the damned liberal hippie co-sleeper figured out that kids need a crib. I figured it out months ago! I’m just lazy in addition to be liberal.

We also bought baby gates at a real store so now I don’t have to be in total freak out mode when we are upstairs. The room is still fraught with danger in the form of electrical cords but at least he’s not going to be rolling down the stairs as he fries. We’ve really got to figure out a way to get all the computer cords up off the floor. His teeth are sharp and I can just imagine him biting straight through one of the cords and getting a nasty shock. Maybe that would teach him to quit biting. When he bites I tell him “no biting” and put him on the floor but it doesn’t faze him in the least. He’s generally rather jovial and doesn’t mind being on the floor.

Anyone want to take wagers on whether or not I remember my wedding anniversary this year? It’s on Wednesday. I only thought of it today b/c reebert mentioned that it was her anniversary and I knew we got married around the same time. We have a very poor track record when it comes to celebrating romantic occasions, but at least we will be doing something fun on our anniversary weekend! Finally finally finally we get to meet my twin, Kisha and her silly Swedish husband, Magnus. Mike told my mom we were going to West Virginia to meet my twin and she was mightily confused. My mom is the most literal person I know, so I can see how she would wonder how she had given birth to twins without knowing it. She’s so literal that I can’t ever help her fix her computer. She’s one of those crazy ladies that you hear about that thinks they have to go and close the kitchen window when you tell them to “close the window.” Silly mommy.

I have been being a bad, bad fat banisher, but starting tomorrow Operation: Fat Banishment is back on. I am afraid to step on the scale b/c I know I must have gained a few pounds in the past few weeks. I was just so discouraged and depressed and the more sugar I eat the more I want it. I know that if I go cold turkey I can get over the cravings in five days. It’s just that those five days are T-O-R-T-U-R-E. Mike has to use the car the next two weeks so I can’t just run to the store and buy a bunch of crap to shove down my gullet. Maybe that will force me to be good and banish the fat. Or maybe I will get desperate and walk to the store. It takes me about an hour to walk to the store so I think if I do that I would deserve a little something. Summer hit with a vengeance today, so I really don’t see that happening. At least our pool is open now. MisterE loves the water, so we can keep busy doing that if the sun doesn’t fry us up.

Oh, and that mesh feeder? It is impossible to clean. Nasty, nasty, nasty. Totally worth it though if you have a teething kid who wants to chomp on a frozen banana.

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