dawn says:
i miss you.
Chantz says:
ya
dawn says:
come home
dawn says:
right now
Chantz says:
ok
dawn says:
you lie
Chantz says:
yes
dawn says:
i am losing it
Chantz says:
yes
dawn says:
know how computers need to be defragmented? that is what happens to my mind.
dawn says:
i get confused
dawn says:
and everything is blurry and i feel lost
dawn says:
i need to be defragmented
Chantz says:
you just need to get some of that extra data out of your tummy
April 29, 2006
April 28, 2006
Little bits
When Chantz comes home he will stay home, yes!
My name isn't on the title to the van so I still can't register it. I must get his power of attorney, notarized and faxed to me then they will takemy our money.
I have not worked on the baby quilt in a week. It is what I will be spending my nights on. There is no way I will attempt to use the machine around the baby! He is too grabby.
Bruce got three shots today and will need three more in a week or two. One of them was vericella, aka chicken pox. Its a live vaccine and someone who hasn't had c.p. could get it. Tessa has to get a shot (sing-song voice). She is dreading Monday.
Since Tess is spending the weekend with her friend, I don't have to worry about exposure. Her friend lives way out of town and they have horses and sheep and stuff. She gets to go riding!
I finally finished reading Mossflower, the second Redwall book. It was excellent. Now I am reading the newest installment in the Dragon Riders of Pern series, Dragonsblood, written by Todd McCaffrey, not Ann. Todd is her son and they cowrote the last book together. She also has a new Acorna book out that is next on my list. I joined the Sci Fi book club and I am well stocked.
Speaking of well stocked I ordered $50 worth of books from the Scholastic Book club at Tessa's school. They should keep us busy this summer! I am concerned that they haven't come in yet; my check was cashed.
Oh yeah, duh! And this is what I actually wanted to post about. What kept me occupied this past week is the blog template I was working on for Candace. I had her send me a detailed list of what she wanted, and boy was she thorough. I was great! She knew what she wanted and where to put it, she just didn't know how to do it. Writing the html and css is complicated and time consuming, but I really like doing it. I love how the colors turned out! Plus, my inbox was always full! Back and forth and back and forth, until we got every detail straightened out. I learned that what one person likes another may not, and sometimes it was pretty funny.
Anyway, we are finally finished! Ok, there are a few minor changes to be made, but other wise it's done! So please, check out Chapterhouse by Candace.
My name isn't on the title to the van so I still can't register it. I must get his power of attorney, notarized and faxed to me then they will take
I have not worked on the baby quilt in a week. It is what I will be spending my nights on. There is no way I will attempt to use the machine around the baby! He is too grabby.
Bruce got three shots today and will need three more in a week or two. One of them was vericella, aka chicken pox. Its a live vaccine and someone who hasn't had c.p. could get it. Tessa has to get a shot (sing-song voice). She is dreading Monday.
Since Tess is spending the weekend with her friend, I don't have to worry about exposure. Her friend lives way out of town and they have horses and sheep and stuff. She gets to go riding!
I finally finished reading Mossflower, the second Redwall book. It was excellent. Now I am reading the newest installment in the Dragon Riders of Pern series, Dragonsblood, written by Todd McCaffrey, not Ann. Todd is her son and they cowrote the last book together. She also has a new Acorna book out that is next on my list. I joined the Sci Fi book club and I am well stocked.
Speaking of well stocked I ordered $50 worth of books from the Scholastic Book club at Tessa's school. They should keep us busy this summer! I am concerned that they haven't come in yet; my check was cashed.
Oh yeah, duh! And this is what I actually wanted to post about. What kept me occupied this past week is the blog template I was working on for Candace. I had her send me a detailed list of what she wanted, and boy was she thorough. I was great! She knew what she wanted and where to put it, she just didn't know how to do it. Writing the html and css is complicated and time consuming, but I really like doing it. I love how the colors turned out! Plus, my inbox was always full! Back and forth and back and forth, until we got every detail straightened out. I learned that what one person likes another may not, and sometimes it was pretty funny.
Anyway, we are finally finished! Ok, there are a few minor changes to be made, but other wise it's done! So please, check out Chapterhouse by Candace.
April 27, 2006
Oy Vey
Chantz was all ready to come home when he found out they would need him to turn around and come right back to Texas and then head to Montana again. So he isn't coming now, his parents are. He will make the return trip here when his parents get back. I think this means we will see him next week. If they leave tonight, they will be here very early Friday morning. Yeah, so I think next week Daddy will be home!!
THANK GOD!
THANK GOD!
April 24, 2006
Deal with it
This was supposed to be an email, I decided it would make a better post. This is raw, unedited, fragmented, loosely held together and was only put through spellcheck.
This post is about dealing with it.
He (Chantz) should be coming home soon and I can't wait- sort of. He can be a pain in the ass. The biggest thing is he spends too much time on the computer. I mean way more than me, on the phone with his uncle playing Everquest. He said he doesn't miss the game now that he can't play, so I am making some rules. 1st of all, Mike thinks he can just call here the second he gets back and occupy him for hours. This guy has 2 kids that same age as mine. WTF? After being gone for a month, Chantz likes to spend time with us! Anyway- here are my rules: absolutely no playing from 8 pm to 9:30 pm. He is going to help with bedtime every night that he isn't working, unless he just got home, etc. He will take one kid, me the other and we will read to them in their beds. I do this myself now, altering one first then the other, but it is hard. And when baby is born? Also, no playing EQ between 12:30 pm to 9:30 pm- from when Austin gets home until bedtime. I will make exceptions for double experience points, or if he's spending time with us and he begs, lol. Mike makes me so mad. He lies to me when he calls, so that I just won't answer if it's him. Funny part? He is so whooped! He can't play if his wife is home and awake at all! Sorry Charlie, the same thing is going to happen here.
Know why? Because he might as well not even be here, that's why. Hiding down in the basement, not dealing with me and my moods or the kids (I've blogged about them) - he just as well be in Texas for all the help he is. I don't think he realizes that they wouldn't act like that if he would spend more time with him. Esp. when he has been gone so long. Austin gets nervous and does things that annoy daddy; but he can't help it and I remind Chantz. He makes me nervous, too. He doesn't understand how he does this. Hmmm.... let's see, how many times in the last 2 years has he told me he's going to leave if I don't keep this house clean, or stop being crabby, or whatever is up his butt this time? He can get really mean sometimes and I don't think he realizes it. I got him to see it this last time he came home, and that was a first.
He's a good guy, a great dad, but he has his flaws, too. I don't think he should get mad at me for not dealing with life when he doesn't deal with it either. That's why things go sour here, I have depression, and very little coping skills and I tend to let things slide because I get so bummed and stop dealing with things. I was doing great with keeping the house clean and doing yoga with the kids, but then he came home and it all fell apart. So the next time he left, I started over, he came home and I fell apart again. I just didn't know what to do. Was I nervous? I don't know. I just didn't do anything. My routine was interrupted; I had all this work to do, couldn't use the computer, couldn't go to bed early (the pc being right by our bed), couldn't read or watch TV upstairs because the kids would get up and bug me, or complain about the noise. There was nowhere to sit down here to watch TV, and I just got very- thrown. I stopped cleaning, I stopped doing... and bedtime fell apart again. I can't let this happen anymore. At first I fell apart when he left, now I fall apart when he comes home. Maybe it's because it's like he isn't even here. I know him very very well, and when he has too much time away from the insanity of this house, which I have learned from my blogging experiences is relatively normal, he starts to feel free and happy and less stressed. Well no shit, ya think? I would be too if I had a vacation from my real life. But sorry, you just can't walk away from it, and you can't mold it to your liking, either. You got to learn to deal. And that is what he needs to do. Learn to cope with us, deal with us. Here is an example of what I mean.
My mil said it's our fault that Rocksy pees in the house. She says that the dog is nervous because we are so loud and yell all the time. Well you know what? Kids yell. The run around and scream and act like kids. We will soon have 4! Alice only ever had Chantz and he never acted like a normal kid. Rocksy has been with us since last August. How can she not be used to us by now? The answer is easy; mil is full of shit. She thinks she knows, but she doesn't. Chantz was an anomaly- a one of a kind. The dog, the mil, the husband- all have to deal with us the way we are. Yeah ok, I don't need to yell at the kids, but the kids ARE going to be noisy. They ARE going to fight. That's life.
Another flaw of my Chantz- he expects too much from us. I see it now. I once bought into it but not anymore. His methods don't work with me and haven't with Austin and Tessa. When they ask a "stupid" question, he ignores them or gives a cryptic reply that they just don't understand. And with the PDD in the mix, it just gets worse. Example: "Can I have something to eat?" "There's food in the fridge." That is a mild example, but all I can think of at the moment. He didn't answer the question. A simple yes is would do, but he is annoyed because the asked a question like this- again. I don't know how to explain this right. He just expects too much of them for their age and capability. He did the same thing with me and I never learned from him. You see, he won't teach. He'll tell me I am doing something wrong, but will not tell me how to do it correctly. I should just know. He was worse when he was younger; he is getting better. He acts like this with the kids, too. I don't think he knows that this is something he does. Maybe it's why we get nervous around him. We are afraid of messing up; of disappointing him.
He's not a bad guy. He just is as messed up as the rest of us. I haven't posted this shit before, even though this is supposed to be where I vent, as dawn's hell..., but it changed because I couldn't open up when I knew real people were reading this blog. I haven't posted because I don't want people to misunderstand; to judge him or our relationship. There is no way on this blog that I could ever give a full picture of our life, and quite frankly, I don't really want to hear it. This is one instance when I don't want your opinions. Offer advice on how to deal, how to change, etc... But I don't want anyone to judge any of my family. I know you guys now, so I am really not all that worried. In the beginning, however, I was dreadfully frightened. I am sure he wouldn't want this crap aired out like this, esp. by me, because I don't even fully understand him. But this blog, this post, is about me. I need to talk about this shit. Know where it comes out? In my emails, that's where. It just leaks out as I correspond with you guys and other bloggers. This actually started as an email to someone, and I thought, what the hell am I doing? Like she wants to read all this crap. Then I thought it would make a great post- one not intended to be a post, so it is raw and it is real and it is me.
This post is about dealing with it.
He (Chantz) should be coming home soon and I can't wait- sort of. He can be a pain in the ass. The biggest thing is he spends too much time on the computer. I mean way more than me, on the phone with his uncle playing Everquest. He said he doesn't miss the game now that he can't play, so I am making some rules. 1st of all, Mike thinks he can just call here the second he gets back and occupy him for hours. This guy has 2 kids that same age as mine. WTF? After being gone for a month, Chantz likes to spend time with us! Anyway- here are my rules: absolutely no playing from 8 pm to 9:30 pm. He is going to help with bedtime every night that he isn't working, unless he just got home, etc. He will take one kid, me the other and we will read to them in their beds. I do this myself now, altering one first then the other, but it is hard. And when baby is born? Also, no playing EQ between 12:30 pm to 9:30 pm- from when Austin gets home until bedtime. I will make exceptions for double experience points, or if he's spending time with us and he begs, lol. Mike makes me so mad. He lies to me when he calls, so that I just won't answer if it's him. Funny part? He is so whooped! He can't play if his wife is home and awake at all! Sorry Charlie, the same thing is going to happen here.
Know why? Because he might as well not even be here, that's why. Hiding down in the basement, not dealing with me and my moods or the kids (I've blogged about them) - he just as well be in Texas for all the help he is. I don't think he realizes that they wouldn't act like that if he would spend more time with him. Esp. when he has been gone so long. Austin gets nervous and does things that annoy daddy; but he can't help it and I remind Chantz. He makes me nervous, too. He doesn't understand how he does this. Hmmm.... let's see, how many times in the last 2 years has he told me he's going to leave if I don't keep this house clean, or stop being crabby, or whatever is up his butt this time? He can get really mean sometimes and I don't think he realizes it. I got him to see it this last time he came home, and that was a first.
He's a good guy, a great dad, but he has his flaws, too. I don't think he should get mad at me for not dealing with life when he doesn't deal with it either. That's why things go sour here, I have depression, and very little coping skills and I tend to let things slide because I get so bummed and stop dealing with things. I was doing great with keeping the house clean and doing yoga with the kids, but then he came home and it all fell apart. So the next time he left, I started over, he came home and I fell apart again. I just didn't know what to do. Was I nervous? I don't know. I just didn't do anything. My routine was interrupted; I had all this work to do, couldn't use the computer, couldn't go to bed early (the pc being right by our bed), couldn't read or watch TV upstairs because the kids would get up and bug me, or complain about the noise. There was nowhere to sit down here to watch TV, and I just got very- thrown. I stopped cleaning, I stopped doing... and bedtime fell apart again. I can't let this happen anymore. At first I fell apart when he left, now I fall apart when he comes home. Maybe it's because it's like he isn't even here. I know him very very well, and when he has too much time away from the insanity of this house, which I have learned from my blogging experiences is relatively normal, he starts to feel free and happy and less stressed. Well no shit, ya think? I would be too if I had a vacation from my real life. But sorry, you just can't walk away from it, and you can't mold it to your liking, either. You got to learn to deal. And that is what he needs to do. Learn to cope with us, deal with us. Here is an example of what I mean.
My mil said it's our fault that Rocksy pees in the house. She says that the dog is nervous because we are so loud and yell all the time. Well you know what? Kids yell. The run around and scream and act like kids. We will soon have 4! Alice only ever had Chantz and he never acted like a normal kid. Rocksy has been with us since last August. How can she not be used to us by now? The answer is easy; mil is full of shit. She thinks she knows, but she doesn't. Chantz was an anomaly- a one of a kind. The dog, the mil, the husband- all have to deal with us the way we are. Yeah ok, I don't need to yell at the kids, but the kids ARE going to be noisy. They ARE going to fight. That's life.
Another flaw of my Chantz- he expects too much from us. I see it now. I once bought into it but not anymore. His methods don't work with me and haven't with Austin and Tessa. When they ask a "stupid" question, he ignores them or gives a cryptic reply that they just don't understand. And with the PDD in the mix, it just gets worse. Example: "Can I have something to eat?" "There's food in the fridge." That is a mild example, but all I can think of at the moment. He didn't answer the question. A simple yes is would do, but he is annoyed because the asked a question like this- again. I don't know how to explain this right. He just expects too much of them for their age and capability. He did the same thing with me and I never learned from him. You see, he won't teach. He'll tell me I am doing something wrong, but will not tell me how to do it correctly. I should just know. He was worse when he was younger; he is getting better. He acts like this with the kids, too. I don't think he knows that this is something he does. Maybe it's why we get nervous around him. We are afraid of messing up; of disappointing him.
He's not a bad guy. He just is as messed up as the rest of us. I haven't posted this shit before, even though this is supposed to be where I vent, as dawn's hell..., but it changed because I couldn't open up when I knew real people were reading this blog. I haven't posted because I don't want people to misunderstand; to judge him or our relationship. There is no way on this blog that I could ever give a full picture of our life, and quite frankly, I don't really want to hear it. This is one instance when I don't want your opinions. Offer advice on how to deal, how to change, etc... But I don't want anyone to judge any of my family. I know you guys now, so I am really not all that worried. In the beginning, however, I was dreadfully frightened. I am sure he wouldn't want this crap aired out like this, esp. by me, because I don't even fully understand him. But this blog, this post, is about me. I need to talk about this shit. Know where it comes out? In my emails, that's where. It just leaks out as I correspond with you guys and other bloggers. This actually started as an email to someone, and I thought, what the hell am I doing? Like she wants to read all this crap. Then I thought it would make a great post- one not intended to be a post, so it is raw and it is real and it is me.
Life calls
I am very busy and may be occupied for 2 to 3 days. Today is bill day (so they can be mailed tomorrow) and that will take me hours. *sigh* I have to go through a bunch of stuff I shoved in bags when we rearranged the house, so there go a few more hours. Since I can only work well down here when Bruce is napping, this may take a while.
Tomorrow I will continue my work for Candace. Sorry if I don't get to come see you guys; I am not ignoring you I swear! It's just that today life calls.
Tomorrow I will continue my work for Candace. Sorry if I don't get to come see you guys; I am not ignoring you I swear! It's just that today life calls.
April 22, 2006
The results!
Thank you everyone for participating in the baby name vote! Here are the results:
Lorelai on the other hand is so much more like me. She puts her mouth in it all the time, likes fluffy fru fru stuff, doesn't understand half the stuff Rory reads and is much less serious and prone to do goofy things. I may be overly serious at times, like here on my blog. But IRL I am a dirty, perverted goofball. But that stuff isn't appropriate for blogging.
While still undecided on a name, your opinion has helped me. If it is ok with Chantz, I would pick either Rory or Lorelai. But he thinks he gets a say! Yeah right. Tessa and Austin were TV names, Bruce Banner (actually named after my father who passed away) is the incredible hulk! So these work!
The second part of the game was to guess which name belonged to my sister and grandmother. Some of you got it and some didn't even try. The answer is Laura.
- Lorelai- 6
- Ehlana- 1
- Rory-0
- Laura- 3
"It's German in origin and means Rock from Where to Look. I would say then that this means if you name her Lorelai, she will be someone that people can trust will give the best advice and point of view."Isn't that cool? I never once thought to look it up myself. I am a bit disappointed however. While Rory got absolutely no votes, I did get a lot of "Isn't that a boys name?" Ok, first of all, there are dozens of names used for boys and girls; it is trendy and different, so there. Secondly, it shows me just how many of you are not watching Gilmore Girls!!! If you did, you would know that Lorelai Gilmore, while hopped up on wonderful hospital drugs, named her daughter Lorelai. They call her Rory. She is cute and smart and studious. She goes to Yale and it wasn't until college that is nice girl finally rebelled.
Lorelai on the other hand is so much more like me. She puts her mouth in it all the time, likes fluffy fru fru stuff, doesn't understand half the stuff Rory reads and is much less serious and prone to do goofy things. I may be overly serious at times, like here on my blog. But IRL I am a dirty, perverted goofball. But that stuff isn't appropriate for blogging.
While still undecided on a name, your opinion has helped me. If it is ok with Chantz, I would pick either Rory or Lorelai. But he thinks he gets a say! Yeah right. Tessa and Austin were TV names, Bruce Banner (actually named after my father who passed away) is the incredible hulk! So these work!
The second part of the game was to guess which name belonged to my sister and grandmother. Some of you got it and some didn't even try. The answer is Laura.
April 21, 2006
Do you get it?
You know those propane commercials with the two guys wearing white tshirts that say "electricity" and "propane"? Austin and I were watching the one where electricity wanted to take a shower and propane said it wasn't a good idea. Austin must not have realized these commercials are ads, because he didn't get the joke. He sought meaning behind it, like they were teaching kids to keep electricity away from water. It took me a few commercials, but by the time the animal show came back on I finally got him to understand.
You know the funny home animal video show on animal planet? (He is on cartoon restrictions: no goofy ones, so he's been watching AP or the History channel) This is the type of show I turn the sound off on. The jokes are sooooooooo lame! (but we lost the remote, so...)
Austin didn't know they were jokes. He thought the guy was telling real stories about these home videos. Once he knew they were jokes, he laughed and "got" them, even the lame ones.
Last Tuesday his IEP "team" at the school once again denied that he is developmentally disabled.
Do you get it?
You know the funny home animal video show on animal planet? (He is on cartoon restrictions: no goofy ones, so he's been watching AP or the History channel) This is the type of show I turn the sound off on. The jokes are sooooooooo lame! (but we lost the remote, so...)
Austin didn't know they were jokes. He thought the guy was telling real stories about these home videos. Once he knew they were jokes, he laughed and "got" them, even the lame ones.
Last Tuesday his IEP "team" at the school once again denied that he is developmentally disabled.
Do you get it?
April 19, 2006
I finally know...
...what happened to Alias on TNT. A while back they replaced it with yet another rerun of the horrid series Law and Order blah blah blah.. I just can't stand those shows. It was my 2 pm life saver...my fix... and now it's gone. So I finally went to the TNT website and searched for it- Alias comes on at 11 pm mountain time and plays until 3 am on Wednesdays. That's 5 episodes a night! So I am going to program the VCR to record them tonight, and I can play them whenever I want. From the episode guide, I believe it is close to where I left off and I am excited. Since I'm programming the VCR, I shouldn't miss any or forget. He he he, ha ha ha.
No, I am not watching the new episodes; I am too far behind. I just found out Vaughn is dead and Sidney is pregnant and I really didn't want to know that! Although it does make sense considering Jennifer Garner...
And don't think because I put up a new post you can get by missing the last one, my dear readers! Oh no. GO VOTE NOW! Your sanity depends upon it. *evil laugh*
Geez, I'm kidding...
maybe...
No, I am not watching the new episodes; I am too far behind. I just found out Vaughn is dead and Sidney is pregnant and I really didn't want to know that! Although it does make sense considering Jennifer Garner...
And don't think because I put up a new post you can get by missing the last one, my dear readers! Oh no. GO VOTE NOW! Your sanity depends upon it. *evil laugh*
Geez, I'm kidding...
maybe...
I need your help!
The baby is coming in 4 weeks or so, and I don't have a name picked out! I have 4 I like for a girl, and none at all for a boy! Today I would like you to vote on the girls name that you like, umkay?
Here they are:
My email address is: dawndschaak@gmail.com. One of those names above belonged to both my sister and my grandmother. Can you guess which one?
*** This is not voluntary. You MUST participate or I will hunt you down and make you babysit for my children! I will harass and harangue you until you give in to me! I have kids- I know how to do this!!! ;D ***
Here they are:
- Lorelai
- Ehlana
- Rory
- Laura
My email address is: dawndschaak@gmail.com. One of those names above belonged to both my sister and my grandmother. Can you guess which one?
*** This is not voluntary. You MUST participate or I will hunt you down and make you babysit for my children! I will harass and harangue you until you give in to me! I have kids- I know how to do this!!! ;D ***
April 18, 2006
Boy am I stupid
I received an email from PayPal yesterday once again asking me to verify my account. The first time I was flagged I went ahead and did it. The second time I just got pissed. I had to even re-verify my bank account; I never bothered, so I am used to getting these emails. It was late and I figured what the heck, let's try again. I planned on closing it and opening another since it keeps getting flagged. So I clicked the link on the email and I tried to log in and it took me to a page that asked me to verify my credit card. It said to give them the number, the expiration date, the 3 digit number on the back and my PIN. What? RED FLAG goes up, but I am very tired. So I try to get the help page or the contact us page and it keeps redirecting me to the login page. The mainpage shouldn't have all those numbers and letters (and not having figured out yet what was going on) I thought it was just the cookies or something, so I typed in paypal.com and went to the (real) site and sent them a nasty email about trying to take my damn PIN and I was going to cancel my account, etc.
Then this morning I awoke and realized that it was a scam. Duh! Paypal wasn't asking for my PIN at all. I never thought to try to login again once I typed in the address myself. (I just logged in without a problem, btw).) I got to the site by clicking on the link in the email and the page looks exactly like paypals, only the address isn't the same at all. I tried to "log in" and guess what? I doesn't work anymore.
So please people, be careful. I don't care who they say they are or how late they send an email to you- NEVER GIVE OUT YOUR PIN. There is no reason that they need it- especially if they never asked for it before. That is a secret between you and your bank or credit card company. Tired as I was I knew something was wrong- the procedure was nothing like it was before, but I'll tell you what. I almost did it. I didn't have the card down here and I don't know the 3 digit number off hand. I would have given them that much had they not asked for the damn PIN. With those numbers alone they could have used it to purchase things online. It's a cash and check card, not much money in it, but it would have screwed up my month BAD. I can't imagine what I would have to concoct for meals if we ran out of money!
Boy do I feel silly now. I can't wait to hear what kind of smarta@# remark Susie is going to leave as a comment. Should we take bets?
Then this morning I awoke and realized that it was a scam. Duh! Paypal wasn't asking for my PIN at all. I never thought to try to login again once I typed in the address myself. (I just logged in without a problem, btw).) I got to the site by clicking on the link in the email and the page looks exactly like paypals, only the address isn't the same at all. I tried to "log in" and guess what? I doesn't work anymore.
So please people, be careful. I don't care who they say they are or how late they send an email to you- NEVER GIVE OUT YOUR PIN. There is no reason that they need it- especially if they never asked for it before. That is a secret between you and your bank or credit card company. Tired as I was I knew something was wrong- the procedure was nothing like it was before, but I'll tell you what. I almost did it. I didn't have the card down here and I don't know the 3 digit number off hand. I would have given them that much had they not asked for the damn PIN. With those numbers alone they could have used it to purchase things online. It's a cash and check card, not much money in it, but it would have screwed up my month BAD. I can't imagine what I would have to concoct for meals if we ran out of money!
Boy do I feel silly now. I can't wait to hear what kind of smarta@# remark Susie is going to leave as a comment. Should we take bets?
April 17, 2006
Corpse Time Again!
:: i b smrt/in night skies/new dada day/let freedom ring! ::
I like this one. In night skies, panel 2 is me. Look how the red and purple colors are carried all the way down to the last panel. I especially like the imagery from panel 4.
Later guys. Please remember not to ask what a corpse is, ok? Explore the link at the top and you will find out. I just get sick of repeating myself. I think it is a mom thing. ;D
I like this one. In night skies, panel 2 is me. Look how the red and purple colors are carried all the way down to the last panel. I especially like the imagery from panel 4.
Later guys. Please remember not to ask what a corpse is, ok? Explore the link at the top and you will find out. I just get sick of repeating myself. I think it is a mom thing. ;D
April 16, 2006
Dreams- Santa and bananas and who knows what else
So I just had a Santa Claus dream. First we are living in a very nice house and I went around shutting all of the windows and doors for the night so no one could get in. I also was worried about Rocksy getting out and about, just like I was IRL tonight. Then I go to bed, but wake in the night and go inspect the house. The sliding door is wide open and I feel stupid because after all of that I forgot to close it! After I shut and lock it I notice the front door is open, too and I realize that Austin opened all the doors because he was hot (just like he told me IRL tonight). I look outside down into the street- we must be on a hill, and I see a procession going down to the other end and stopping at a big tree. I figure it is the town getting Christmas stuff done, since it is Christmas time and they have presents and stuff. City workers are dressed in black jackets and the town mayor is dressed like Santa, or so I think. Perhaps I go back to bed, because then I wake again to go check the kids and Santa is in our house with his black coated "elves" and there is Austin talking to them. Oh no, I think! Now he won't believe there is a Santa Claus! Then I realize that it is the real Santa and not the town doing this. I here Bruce wake and I get him and bring him out and he just looks at Santa who looks very much like Grandpa Larry now.
I am going bananas when they make me think of bananas. This one is weird and wonky. In a big room full of people and these two guys are on display in the middle on a pedestal. The leader at the front of the room says they will never be allowed to work in the lawyer/detective/police field again but they will be drawn to it. I am working somewhere and I start talking to a band who played there- I know them and I thought they were awesome. For some reason it is a big deal that they are much younger than me. What becomes an even bigger deal is that all my coworkers start crowding around me, verbally assaulting me asking about this band, why do I like them? Who are they? Why? They are backing me in a corner and make me think of bananas and everything gets shaky and sucked in and I am reminded of the movie butterfly effect as they press me out of this time into another one. What are they trying to subdue? What are they trying to make me suppress? Forget? Is it like those guys treated like criminal from before?
Then there is a room in a school and these two girls are talking about how this gal got raped the year before after a play and they don't seem worried about it (sorry Susie, please don't cringe, lol.) Then as they are talking some gal gets attacked in another room. But it is very surreal (I know, that means dreamlike ;D) and it really isn't rape. It is weird and confusing, and I wake up IRL because of every little noise I hear.
I am afraid the kids will open the basement door and forget to shut it and the dog will go upstairs and eat all of the Easter candy and eggs and other goodies scattered up there. I was too tired to close the gate into the living room when I came down stairs as an extra precaution. But if I really did this, the kids would have to open it to get to the darn basement door anyway. I have been waking at every sound and this needs to stop. I got up and checked the door, went potty and noticed the computer was still on. Since these dreams were so fresh and I didn't want to forget them this time, I decided to post them right away. It has been a while since I have put up a good dream post.
Later, and please forgive the mistakes. It is now 4:49 am and I am not wearing my glasses. And blogger spell check sucks.
Happy Easter!
**update**
These dreams were in black and white which is unusual for me. That is why the elves' coats looked black.
I am going bananas when they make me think of bananas. This one is weird and wonky. In a big room full of people and these two guys are on display in the middle on a pedestal. The leader at the front of the room says they will never be allowed to work in the lawyer/detective/police field again but they will be drawn to it. I am working somewhere and I start talking to a band who played there- I know them and I thought they were awesome. For some reason it is a big deal that they are much younger than me. What becomes an even bigger deal is that all my coworkers start crowding around me, verbally assaulting me asking about this band, why do I like them? Who are they? Why? They are backing me in a corner and make me think of bananas and everything gets shaky and sucked in and I am reminded of the movie butterfly effect as they press me out of this time into another one. What are they trying to subdue? What are they trying to make me suppress? Forget? Is it like those guys treated like criminal from before?
Then there is a room in a school and these two girls are talking about how this gal got raped the year before after a play and they don't seem worried about it (sorry Susie, please don't cringe, lol.) Then as they are talking some gal gets attacked in another room. But it is very surreal (I know, that means dreamlike ;D) and it really isn't rape. It is weird and confusing, and I wake up IRL because of every little noise I hear.
I am afraid the kids will open the basement door and forget to shut it and the dog will go upstairs and eat all of the Easter candy and eggs and other goodies scattered up there. I was too tired to close the gate into the living room when I came down stairs as an extra precaution. But if I really did this, the kids would have to open it to get to the darn basement door anyway. I have been waking at every sound and this needs to stop. I got up and checked the door, went potty and noticed the computer was still on. Since these dreams were so fresh and I didn't want to forget them this time, I decided to post them right away. It has been a while since I have put up a good dream post.
Later, and please forgive the mistakes. It is now 4:49 am and I am not wearing my glasses. And blogger spell check sucks.
Happy Easter!
**update**
These dreams were in black and white which is unusual for me. That is why the elves' coats looked black.
April 14, 2006
Doctor Visit
My appointment with Dr. Long was yesterday. For some reason he was under the impression I wanted a Vbac (vaginal birth after c=section) and so I had to listen, again, about the horrors that happen when things go wrong. I GET IT, no Vbac. This was a "get to know you visit" since he will be performing the c-section. He won't only be checking the incision when he does the ultrasound, but also the maturity of the baby. He will then decide when to schedule the c-section. This guy is very thorough; I like him. My last OB just scheduled one 6 days earlier than my due date and that was it. He says the baby isn't big enough at this time to decide yet and we have scheduled the ultrasound for May 8 and are tentatively scheduling the c-section for the 15th. We will see.
This is a high risk pregnancy since this and the last are so close together and I had 2 previous c-sections. The ultra sound is for the safety of me and the baby, and is not about finding out if its a girl or boy, ok? It doesn't even matter to me, but if we do find out I will tell you.
This is a high risk pregnancy since this and the last are so close together and I had 2 previous c-sections. The ultra sound is for the safety of me and the baby, and is not about finding out if its a girl or boy, ok? It doesn't even matter to me, but if we do find out I will tell you.
April 13, 2006
This is interesting...
Here is a meme I picked up at Northernbound
Search your birthday minus the year at Wikipedia and list 3 events, 2 births, and one death. Here's mine:
December 29, ----:
events:
births:
deaths:
Let me know yours ok?
Search your birthday minus the year at Wikipedia and list 3 events, 2 births, and one death. Here's mine:
December 29, ----:
events:
#1845 - Republic of Texas and United States agree to annexation of Texas. Texas is admitted as the 28th U.S. state.
#1890 - Wounded Knee Massacre: The United States soldiers massacre over 400 men, women and children of the
#1975 - A bomb explodes at New York City's LaGuardia Airport killing 11. *this is the year I was born*
births:
#1808 - Andrew Johnson, 17th President of the United States (d. 1875)
#1972 - Jude Law, British actor
(10 actresses, 13 singers/musicians)
deaths:
#1170 - Thomas Becket, Archbishop of Canterbury (assassinated)
(8 writers/poets, 4 clergy, 4 actors, 2 artists, 2 musicians , 2 mathemeticians, etc.) Isn't that wierd?
Let me know yours ok?
April 12, 2006
Kids for sale
I could easily give in and throw reading time out the window, let them stay outside till after 8pm, let them have TV until 9 and get them to bed sometime around 9:30, after finally getting them into their jammies. I could let them bathe only once a week and never brush their teeth.
And you know what? During tuck-ins they would still:
So tomorrow they will be home by 7. No later. They will have a snack and brush their teeth and have the jammies on by eight o'clock. Bruce will have to be laid down at that time so I can read to the kids. And I will read Austin's new book to him if he can be nice, but Tessa gets a book too. This isn't just about him. He isn't the only reason we started this although at first he benefited the most. Now he fights it the most and refuses the most and tries to run this house. I understand that dad is gone right now, but he is just going to have to deal with it. I'm the man now, not him.
And you know what? During tuck-ins they would still:
- ask to watch more TV
- ask to brush their teeth
- ask for a story
- ask for yoga
- ask for a snack
So tomorrow they will be home by 7. No later. They will have a snack and brush their teeth and have the jammies on by eight o'clock. Bruce will have to be laid down at that time so I can read to the kids. And I will read Austin's new book to him if he can be nice, but Tessa gets a book too. This isn't just about him. He isn't the only reason we started this although at first he benefited the most. Now he fights it the most and refuses the most and tries to run this house. I understand that dad is gone right now, but he is just going to have to deal with it. I'm the man now, not him.
April 11, 2006
Dream and some other stuff
I dreamt last night that someone came over to visit from the blogosphere, but no one in actually know. I don't remember much but we hung out.
Chantz is spending his free time (in Texas) productively. He is looking up porn and sending it to me via messenger. I am logged in as him and he is logged in as his mom. How messed up is that? He just said he was blogging! Blogging? Huh? Oh, it is a porn blog. If you want the link I'll send it thru email. It's nasty. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. ;P
The slipcovers came today. They are wrinkley. Hey, they just came out of a box, ok? So they are in the dryer with some damp washclothes. Pretty tho'. They are a pain in the butt to put on but look good when finished. The trick is patience and aggressiveness. The instructions say to get rough with them. They are so soft; they are the suade ones. they might need to be tucked in every day. For the arms I can stuff rolled up rubberbanded magazines in to help. But what to stick in for the back?
Chantz is spending his free time (in Texas) productively. He is looking up porn and sending it to me via messenger. I am logged in as him and he is logged in as his mom. How messed up is that? He just said he was blogging! Blogging? Huh? Oh, it is a porn blog. If you want the link I'll send it thru email. It's nasty. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. ;P
The slipcovers came today. They are wrinkley. Hey, they just came out of a box, ok? So they are in the dryer with some damp washclothes. Pretty tho'. They are a pain in the butt to put on but look good when finished. The trick is patience and aggressiveness. The instructions say to get rough with them. They are so soft; they are the suade ones. they might need to be tucked in every day. For the arms I can stuff rolled up rubberbanded magazines in to help. But what to stick in for the back?
April 10, 2006
Underneath the Bigotry...
...is a layer of truth. Thin and veiled, but there. And I just can't stay away. Nor can I disagree with everything she says. I see the irony and the sarcasm, buried as it is in her inflammatory posts. I can't stay away.
Sometimes I think she is just having fun- a nice gag blog, but then something she writes just hits me. It does this in two ways. She says something so outrageous it seems that she is putting the focus on the issue by reversing it. I can't explain it. Here is an example:
The other way she gets to me is by her satire, her dark comedy. Think of a comedian saying these things- then they would be funny, hanging on to an anchor of truth. Here is another example:
Visit Carrie Oakey, but do so at your own risk. For those of you with a weak stomach, I suggest you stay away. This little girl just might be too much for you.
BTW, that last part about the papist child rapist church of idolatry slays me. Totally, honestly slays me! But capricorns tend to be irreverent.
Sometimes I think she is just having fun- a nice gag blog, but then something she writes just hits me. It does this in two ways. She says something so outrageous it seems that she is putting the focus on the issue by reversing it. I can't explain it. Here is an example:
"...I don't have it half as bad as our great leader does. It seems some dirty hairy Harry Hippie was caught jumping the fence at the White House. He was screaming "I am a victim of terrorism!" while acting like a freaking terrorist himself. Wearing a 'God Bless America' T-shirt to disguise him as a true patriot, this whacked out wacko was subdued by anti-terrorism teams. The unidentiied man must have been a real threat to America, just like Saddam Hussein, as it required nearly a dozen armed officers to subdue him."In her blog, she openly supports Bush. But is this because she thinks he is as wonky as the rest of the sane world? Hmmm... let's move on.
The other way she gets to me is by her satire, her dark comedy. Think of a comedian saying these things- then they would be funny, hanging on to an anchor of truth. Here is another example:
"Don't come to my country and wave your flag around , Jose, this is America and the only flag that should be flown is the good old Stars and Stripes. If Mexico is so great, go back there, because you're obviously too ignorant to learn our language anyway. I hear you speak it to each other all the time up here, and I know you're discussing throwing over the white Christian majority and replacing it with the Papist child rapist church of Idolatry."Sorry, but I just can't stay away. She is politically incorrect, but who isn't? Is this a cover for speaking her mind about taboo topics by going so overboard she leaves us spinning? Is she just screwing with us? I know it isn't "real", it can't be. But what is her motivation? Does it even matter? I don't know. What I do know it that I just can't stay away. Tell me what you think.
Visit Carrie Oakey, but do so at your own risk. For those of you with a weak stomach, I suggest you stay away. This little girl just might be too much for you.
BTW, that last part about the papist child rapist church of idolatry slays me. Totally, honestly slays me! But capricorns tend to be irreverent.
How about some backgrounds?
These are small, only 300 x 300 each, but feel free to use them for something, if you are into that. They are called blue, because that is what they are. According to PSP, I made them last October. Must have been having a wierd day; the individual names are wacked. This is an extremely reduced picture of all of them. Clicking the image will take you to the zip file. If you do not wish to download a zip file, I can email them to you. These are jpgs, but if you would like the psd files, I can email those, too. (Some of the psd files have an extra layer to work with.) Do whatever you want with them; a link back would be nice.
April 09, 2006
Yesterday Sucked
It was just awful. Tessa's friend spent the night on Friday and the kids fought over her the whole time. It didn't help that she developed a crush on Austin. (Why on earth..?) I didn't realize I forgot to take my meds till 2 or so. I just couldn't handle the stress. Or the stupid. I have definitely had enough with the stupid! Their friend couldn't beleive how disrespectful the kids were to me or that they refused to do anything for themselves without oodles of complaining. And chores?
So I made a decision. The kids did there chores today, whining and all. I've had enough. And someone got into my car again. The sliding door was wide open! It's locked now, and will continue to be. Nothing was missing. This is just wierd. No one ever did anything to my car or truck. Should I worry? There is a very expensive dirt bike in the back of the truck. It's probably worth more than the pickup it sits in. Seriously.
So I made a decision. The kids did there chores today, whining and all. I've had enough. And someone got into my car again. The sliding door was wide open! It's locked now, and will continue to be. Nothing was missing. This is just wierd. No one ever did anything to my car or truck. Should I worry? There is a very expensive dirt bike in the back of the truck. It's probably worth more than the pickup it sits in. Seriously.
April 08, 2006
Damn it
I forgot to get Bruce immunized today -again! They only do it on Mondays and Fridays. Don't let me forget next week ok?
Damn it!
Damn it!
April 06, 2006
Give it a rest
Well I got the kinks worked out finally. I just slept on it. I knew I was way too tired and burned out to stare at code any longer! Know what's funny? I fixed it today in a few minutes; I saw what the problem was right away. So there is some good to giving the brain a rest.
I finished the first three discs of Lost! It was excellent and the kids love it too. But it took too long and the kids haven't finished and I have to return them. I will just order them off of netflix and we will watch them next week. It was a spur of the moment thing anyway.
Bruce has learned to scream and hit! Not hard, its kinda cute, but I can't let him get away with it. And I tell him not to scream and to use his words. It can't be ignored, but it can't be rewarded either. He's just so incredibly cute.
The older two are at the boys and girls club for open house as guests. I should have signed them up last September! Oh well. At least now I know where all the kids in this town are! The place was packed and I think they will love it. I just have to scrape up the extra $50. So I am going to call Chantz and see what we can do.
Later
;D
I finished the first three discs of Lost! It was excellent and the kids love it too. But it took too long and the kids haven't finished and I have to return them. I will just order them off of netflix and we will watch them next week. It was a spur of the moment thing anyway.
Bruce has learned to scream and hit! Not hard, its kinda cute, but I can't let him get away with it. And I tell him not to scream and to use his words. It can't be ignored, but it can't be rewarded either. He's just so incredibly cute.
The older two are at the boys and girls club for open house as guests. I should have signed them up last September! Oh well. At least now I know where all the kids in this town are! The place was packed and I think they will love it. I just have to scrape up the extra $50. So I am going to call Chantz and see what we can do.
Later
;D
April 05, 2006
New Look
So, what do you think? This is one of my own creations! The top image was created with an image made by 1Greeneye.net.
Later people. I have spent way too much time on this already.
;D
**Edit: I forgot to add that I got the pattern for the background from Zandora's Place!**
Later people. I have spent way too much time on this already.
;D
**Edit: I forgot to add that I got the pattern for the background from Zandora's Place!**
April 03, 2006
Doot da dooo...
Well it's the end of day 2 of Chantz being away again, and the night still went wonky. It's ok though, we were alright, just not orderly. We watched The Goblet of Fire, and it didn't end until 9:30. So we skipped story time, but everyone was happy and went to bed shortly after. I must admit I stayed away about halfway through the movie. I just knew they would get on better without me there. I tend to get really - ok I am a big pain in the ass and knew I would piss them off or start a fight. So I removed myself. It probably doesn't help that I didn't get my pills two days in a row. I have them now, but will take them in the morning. I knew how I would get because I got that way last night. Austin was testy and super whiney and he sucked me right in. I realized I was being bullied within hours (hey, it's almost a routine now- C leaves, they get controlling, I don't give in, they are nice, C comes home, they get crabby at him.) I still couldn't calm myself though. Once they Austin got me going it took me a while to get calmed down. I wouldn't rise to the bait today. I don't know what it is he gets out of getting me upset and crazy- it's probably like when he wants a glass of milk even tho he's allergic to the stuff.
I was referred to a book today called the Impossible Kid and it is about children's allergies. Austin's new councilor recommended it. He seems nice and I think it will work out. He said he thinks it will be very hard to convince a judge to charge a developmentally disabled kid with assault, like the school wants to do. It just reminded me that they aren't treating him like a disable child again, but a bad kid, an emotionally disturbed kid. We talked about his diagnosis again and how the school is limited in treating him by his label and he said he can hook up up with PLUCK (a child's advocacy group) if we need it. He said schools rarely fight PLUCK, so they must be good. But it is almost the end of the year, he is still only going 3 hours a day, no plan is set to lengthen his day and he isn't socializing like I want because he only spends science with his peers. They threw out the good schedule that had him going 4 hours off the bat because of the advice of the evil school I didn't want them to have contact with, other than to get his records. So fuck them.
Like it matters anyway, Chantz is in Texas with his parents because they are moving the business down there- finally. They had planned to stay down there and work while Chantz stayed here and worked, but business has fallen off up here due to the season and some other stupid stuff. So he went to Conroe and hopefully they will make enough money to stay. His parents were even looking at houses yesterday. C was supposed to go looking with them today but I have not talked to him to find out how that went. I don't want to call now because he is probably catching up on his sleep. We won't move until the baby is born- I could care less about school anymore! But I am going to have the baby here and then we can go. I am not in too big a hurry as long as I know we are going for sure. I actually like it when he is gone. With him on call he is always around and it drives me nuts. Plus I can't get anything done while he is home. I just finally got used to functioning with him away so now I have to adjust to also functioning when he is around a lot. In Texas it won't matter that he is on call; he will probably work every day at least! (Meaning he could get more than one run per day.) Seriously, the day after he left I spent the day cleaning- and didn't have one single problem with it. Now I just have to keep it up and finish the projects I have started.
Money is tight, so some will have to wait and I am ok with that, but I can't forget about them. Hopefully his parents will give us the rest of the money they owe us from buying our car so I can pay the auto insurance. We were short this month- We had 4 debits go unrecorded and got overdrawn (I only made one mistake, Chantz had four!) The od charge was only $12, but our account has a minimum balance of $100 and that had to be replaced. So with that, the amount we were over and the $36 total in ODC's, equals our insurance payment. Ok, so it is the last one I paid because I almost forgot about it, but the student loans have to be paid first anyway! I am going to call the swim team people and get my $40 back; we will be in Texas so I can cancel that. And I did something stupid. I ordered the slipcovers before I did the bills- so that was $128 I could have used for the darn bills. It's ok, we really really need slipcovers, our couch is totally disgusting, and if they come through with the money we will be fine anyway. It's just that they are slow sometimes and I may need to call and tell them that we desperately need the money right now.
The slipcovers are from Surefit (except that I ordered them from JCPenney's because they were so much cheaper!) We are getting the green suede. I was hoping to get the performance twill with Scotchgard fabric protector, they are also more sleek and smooth, but I wasn't fond of the colors. Too light. So I let the kids pick them out. I gave them choices that included clearance items and they both separately picked the green. So I guess they know what they are talking about. Not only will this make my furniture less grotesque, but it will help bring unity. My new (also clearance priced) curtains are burgundy, and the couches are red. Bleck! I ordered a few things a while back from LTD Commodities (wow are they cheap) that will also make the room more organized to the eye. I am trying to inexpensively give meaning to this room, for the first time since I havelived moved out of my parents house ('94). There are a few things I would like to get from Target, but I can't order them right now since we are having money issues. But they are on sale and I would hate to miss them- they may go out of stock. I like the global bazaar items from the website. There are these adorable boxes and elephants I have my eyes on. Nice, rich, dark colors, unified in theme- I can't wait. The hodge podge must go. Actually, it already has. I cleared off the entertainment center of the most offensive items and hid them or put them in Tessa's room. Now we wait.
I am getting excited.
I was referred to a book today called the Impossible Kid and it is about children's allergies. Austin's new councilor recommended it. He seems nice and I think it will work out. He said he thinks it will be very hard to convince a judge to charge a developmentally disabled kid with assault, like the school wants to do. It just reminded me that they aren't treating him like a disable child again, but a bad kid, an emotionally disturbed kid. We talked about his diagnosis again and how the school is limited in treating him by his label and he said he can hook up up with PLUCK (a child's advocacy group) if we need it. He said schools rarely fight PLUCK, so they must be good. But it is almost the end of the year, he is still only going 3 hours a day, no plan is set to lengthen his day and he isn't socializing like I want because he only spends science with his peers. They threw out the good schedule that had him going 4 hours off the bat because of the advice of the evil school I didn't want them to have contact with, other than to get his records. So fuck them.
Like it matters anyway, Chantz is in Texas with his parents because they are moving the business down there- finally. They had planned to stay down there and work while Chantz stayed here and worked, but business has fallen off up here due to the season and some other stupid stuff. So he went to Conroe and hopefully they will make enough money to stay. His parents were even looking at houses yesterday. C was supposed to go looking with them today but I have not talked to him to find out how that went. I don't want to call now because he is probably catching up on his sleep. We won't move until the baby is born- I could care less about school anymore! But I am going to have the baby here and then we can go. I am not in too big a hurry as long as I know we are going for sure. I actually like it when he is gone. With him on call he is always around and it drives me nuts. Plus I can't get anything done while he is home. I just finally got used to functioning with him away so now I have to adjust to also functioning when he is around a lot. In Texas it won't matter that he is on call; he will probably work every day at least! (Meaning he could get more than one run per day.) Seriously, the day after he left I spent the day cleaning- and didn't have one single problem with it. Now I just have to keep it up and finish the projects I have started.
Money is tight, so some will have to wait and I am ok with that, but I can't forget about them. Hopefully his parents will give us the rest of the money they owe us from buying our car so I can pay the auto insurance. We were short this month- We had 4 debits go unrecorded and got overdrawn (I only made one mistake, Chantz had four!) The od charge was only $12, but our account has a minimum balance of $100 and that had to be replaced. So with that, the amount we were over and the $36 total in ODC's, equals our insurance payment. Ok, so it is the last one I paid because I almost forgot about it, but the student loans have to be paid first anyway! I am going to call the swim team people and get my $40 back; we will be in Texas so I can cancel that. And I did something stupid. I ordered the slipcovers before I did the bills- so that was $128 I could have used for the darn bills. It's ok, we really really need slipcovers, our couch is totally disgusting, and if they come through with the money we will be fine anyway. It's just that they are slow sometimes and I may need to call and tell them that we desperately need the money right now.
The slipcovers are from Surefit (except that I ordered them from JCPenney's because they were so much cheaper!) We are getting the green suede. I was hoping to get the performance twill with Scotchgard fabric protector, they are also more sleek and smooth, but I wasn't fond of the colors. Too light. So I let the kids pick them out. I gave them choices that included clearance items and they both separately picked the green. So I guess they know what they are talking about. Not only will this make my furniture less grotesque, but it will help bring unity. My new (also clearance priced) curtains are burgundy, and the couches are red. Bleck! I ordered a few things a while back from LTD Commodities (wow are they cheap) that will also make the room more organized to the eye. I am trying to inexpensively give meaning to this room, for the first time since I have
I am getting excited.
April 02, 2006
New avatar
its 5 am and i need to go to bed. about an hour ago i realized the time, but kept working just so i could finish for ya. oh darn it, i didn't think it was really that late yet! my damn computer set its clock back already. phew! whatever.
Picked up this awesome preggy base at the purple dungeon.
Picked up this awesome preggy base at the purple dungeon.
April 01, 2006
Oooo
I won a judge's choice award for this doll I made for a contest at embrace your inner pink. The first place winners (there was a tie) were excellent! This was my first contest ever and I am glad I placed at all! Thanks!
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