ch-ch-ch-changes

my life no longer changes in grand ways- a trip to europe, a safari in the african bush... it changes in small ways.

*like sunflowers. which i managed to grow from seeds to seedlings, placed in pots on the porch, and were promptly nuzzled to death by the ferocious beast that lives downstairs (and tends to haunt my backdoor all hours of the night).

sunflowers. or, at least, what's left of the twelve dancing princesses.


damage the beastie has inflicted. all the mud and dirt? from the flowerpots that held my little sunflowers.

*sammy samuel samerai. who will sleep on your chest, curl up to you on the couch...
and destroy whatever projects you're working on. like my layered gray's anatomy, cut and layered into delightful images (below is the page he destroyed. he has an obsession with paper and promptly chewed off several of limbs)

(a page he hasn't gotten to, yet)
*and turning into a major clutz. seriously- i have bruises all over my body, and my hand is currently burned in several places because of a bowl of clam chowder and a microwave. life shouldn't be this difficult.



*and the fact that my belly is becoming progressively more unwieldy- i no longer walk from place to place, i steer my belly. navigate my Bauch. maneuver my heft.

*changing my name. which is every bit as complicated and problematic as i thought it'd be. which is a terrible shame, because that only feeds my tendency to procrastinate.

i think these changes are enough for now. i mean, who needs sleep, right?

boys boys boys

a couple months ago we found out little bubba's a boy. i think j was a little shell-shocked seeing the little guy squirm on the ultrasound- he didn't have too strong of a reaction. i know he was hoping for a girl, but- i knew he was going to be a boy. that way i won't have to stop calling him bubba.

finding out the gender was certainly a huge step toward making the let's-have-a-baby situation all the realer (can i use that as a word?). another came just a couple weeks ago when i flew home. it wasn't the eleven hours on the plane (a layover in phoenix where i didn't even get to disembark) or little bubba using my bladder as a punching bag the entire way there (having to get up to use the restroom every 20 minutes- priceless). it was the moment where, late at night, i was using my belly as a desktop, my laptop settled comfortably on it, when all of a sudden- plunk! the laptop jumped an inch into the air. visible evidence that he is indeed squirming around. it was so very awesome. tonight, in fact, j was able to feel him giving me a good hefty kick in the ribs for the first time. he likes to do that just when i'm dozing off for a nap- it makes me jolt awake because i think i'm falling.

the visit home was so very awesome. i was able to see some fabulosa friends. and of course there was the visits with my siblings. there were all these new inlaws to get to know, and we made a good time of it, playing cards and telling some really horrible jokes. i got a little homesick coming home- not because i didn't miss j and the cats, but because i hated to leave. but j fed me, the house was wonderfully clean, and there was work the next morning.

and so the next round begins...