I have sat down to write this entry more times than I can count.  And every time I stop.  My teeny little tiny Smushy is two.  TWO!  No more counting the time in months.  She’s a big girl now.

*sniffle*

We don’t really have any friends with kids her age and she doesn’t go to school, so having a party seemed silly.  We decided to just go some place fun and spend time as a family.  So we drove up to San Antonio and went to Sea World and the zoo.  Of course no one mentioned how damn hot it would be.  I don’t think we lasted more than 3 hours at either place.  But it was still fun.

So far two seems much different than not two. Two is funnier and harder and louder and cuddlier. So far I like two. Most of the time.

There have been some technical difficulties with the whole 2 year slideshow thing.  Difficulties caused by my old computer and probably Bill Gates.  Namely, all of my pics had to be moved to an external HD, I got a new computer, things aren’t foldered the way they should be, and I am lazy and sleepy.  Also, I can’t seem to make it work on the same site I used last year, so I’m trying to learn how to work the software I have.  Much complications.  Will be possibly posted before she turns 3.

I didn’t actually intend to post my announcement yet.  I guess I accidentally him publish instead of save and well, there you go.  I planned on waiting until after my ultrasound, but what’re ya gonna do?

So.  I’m kinda freakin.  I mean, excited (sorta), nervous (kinda), and not at all like the last time.  Maybe it just hasn’t hit me?  Maybe I’m just being guarded?  I don’t know.  It’s slowly getting better and happier and all that.  I think I’ll feel much better once we see a healthy baby with a heartbeat and everything.  I forget that I’m pregnant, which NEVER happened last time.  With Eliana, I was obsessed.  It was all I could think about.  Now, notsomuch.  Second child syndrome, maybe?  Anyway, my first appointment is a month away and I’m only getting one that early because we’re moving.  My doc even agreed to do an ultrasound, so yay.  For now I’m just twiddling around.

I will be posting Eliana’s 2nd year stuff soon.  My pics are taking forever to upload and I have no idea why.  It’s driving me batty.  I also need to do her slideshow and I am being so slow about it all.  Soon soon.

• I found my phone! It was in the car. I have no idea how we heard it for 2 days when it wasn't in the house. Supersonic hearing! Probably. #
• I lost my iPhone. I know it's here somewhere. Last night it was telling me I had new email. This is what happens when you ignore your iPhone #

Powered by Twitter Tools.

• I found my phone! It was in the car. I have no idea how we heard it for 2 days when it wasn't in the house. Supersonic hearing! Probably. #
• I lost my iPhone. I know it's here somewhere. Last night it was telling me I had new email. This is what happens when you ignore your iPhone #

Powered by Twitter Tools.

We have a lot of birthdays in my family this month. The most important to me is, of course, Smushy’s birthday. Unfortunately for everyone else, I seem to forget about the rest. It’s not intentional and I do eventually remember. Usually when it’s too late to call. Because I have always had the most excellent timing. Most people don’t really care if I forget, but my step-mother is not one of those people. She gets Offended and Upset. And she makes it sound like she’s not really mad, but you know she is. She holds grudges and will never let you forget it. Ever ever ever.

So of course I forget her birthday until it’s too late to call and I forgot to buy a card and yes I do realize I am the worst daughter ever. I called her the next day and she acted like it was fine and I knew it wasn’t. Nothing I could do about it though except add in some toddler art with her card and hope that smoothes things over.

(Smooth is a weird word. And it’s not “smooths” like I think it should be, it’s “smoothes”, or so spell-check informs me.)

But I figured out the best way to get out of trouble with her. Granted, it’s a little difficult and time consuming, but it’s guaranteed to work. Call her after her birthday early in the morning and say:

Yeah, that should keep me off her bad list for a while.

(Due March 26)

I don’t usually venture out when I know there will be a lot of people.  I don’t do crowds.  I hate traffic.  I need SPACE.

This year though I figured Smushy was old enough to enjoy the fireworks.  I don’t want her to miss out on stuff just because her mother is a weenie.  We went to our local aquarium.  The flyer we got said “Bring your picnic baskets, cooler, chairs and blanket”.  So that’s exactly what we brought.  Except I used a big bag we use for swimming instead of a picnic basket because my name is not Dorothy and this isn’t Kansas.  Also, we are not in black and white. Also, no one told me there was going to be a million people there. We didn’t even have room to lay out our blanket. Our chairs were smashed together. It kinda sucked. We brought hotdogs and potato salad and fruit and chips and cookies.  Smushy ate the chips and I forgot about the cookies, so they didn’t get eaten.  So she basically had nothing to eat.  Awesome.

That pretty much sums up her mood for the day.

Smush seemed to do fine for the first hour and a half, but then she got bored, so we walked around and saw the dolphins and the eagle.  About 30 minutes before the fireworks she was DONE.  She kept saying “All done?  We go?”  It was the saddest thing ever. I knew once the fireworks started, she would be fine. But there was some screaming before that and it sucked.

Once they got going she loved it. Mr. Silly was holding her while I attempted to take some pics. I kept hearing her say “Wow! Fireworks!” It was pretty windy and you can see which direction the wind was coming from because my pics are a little wonky. I’m thinking maybe I had my shutter open a little too long. Maybe I’ll do better next year.

See? Wind. I finally gave up and took it off the tripod on with a faster shutter speed and snapped a few crappy pics.

Not great, but whatever. After I snapped a few, I stole Smushy from Mr. Silly. She was sitting on my lap saying “Wow! Fireworks raining!” That pretty much made it an awesome night. I think I spent way more time looking at her than watching the show myself.

Once the show was over, we packed it up and followed the throng of people back to the parking lot. We sat in the car, not moving, for about half an hour before someone finally let us out. Then it took us an hour to go 1 block. I only wish I were kidding. When we made it to the packed intersection where we needed to turn left, the car in front of us turned, but got stuck in the intersection. With a million other people. This lady came out with her camera, said something to the driver and took a picture of his license plate and car position. Apparently she was trying to get through the intersection (along with everyone else) and got mad that it was blocked. I’m sorry, but what a bitch. Everyone is in the same position. Everyone has been waiting for more than an hour. Everyone is stuck and tired and cranky. No need to act like an asshole about it. At that point we just turned around. I decided I would rather spend 2 hours driving around until we found another way home than the same amount of time sitting with a bunch of pricks.

We ended up following a few cars, hoping they’d lead us someplace useful. Then we had to get far enough away for the GPS to find us another way home. It apparently does not listen when I say “EXCLUDE! EXCLUDE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!” Finally it was all, “Fine, you wanna go the long way? Then take this damn farm road and shut up!” So we did. Then the road did this weird curvy thing and we had to turn around and almost drove off a cliff that shouldn’t even have been there and I wish I were joking WE ALMOST DIED! Then we got home and passed out.

The end.

Heh.  Sounds so artsy.

• Our A/C stopped working.  In Texas.  In the Summer.  Suck on that for a while.  It works now and I am back to being cool and happy.  Ahhhhhh.
• We (Mr. Silly) painted the nursery from the green when Smushy was born to white to get a jump on moving preps.  It took For.Ev.Er to get all the furniture moved back in there.  It looks much better now and so does my living room.  No more junk everywhere!  (Ok, some junk everywhere, but not as much and we’ll be working on it tonight to get ready for…)
• Realtors are coming to poke through my things tomorrow morning.  It is so weird having strangers roam through the house and even stranger when it happens and I’m not here.
• We’ve decided to have a garage sale.  I’ve never done one.  How does it even go.  In our city, you have to pay for a garage sale permit, but they advertise it for you with signs and online.  I’ve started a list of crap I want to get rid of.  A lot of furniture and kitchen stuff.  I wish we’d figured this out before because I have donated 2.7 million bags of clothes and toys to various charities over the past month.  Not that I would want to sell it and not give to charity, but I feel like my garage sale will be empty of stuff.  How much stuff should I have?  And can I possibly get away with not tagging anything and just putting a big sign out that reads: “Make Me An Offer.  No, Really.”?  Would you be more likely to buy someone else’s crap if there were free lemonade?  Keep in mind, Texas.  Summer.
• The nap thing I referred to has sorta fixed itself.  She learned to climb out of her crib and fought naps for a week then just got bored and started sleeping in her crib again.  Self-fixing Toddler!  Woot!  Also, tonight she asked to sleep in the big girl bed (queen mattress on the floor) and I let her.  So that’s where she is for the very! first! time!  I’m not as nervous as I thought I’d be.  Mostly curious.
• My laptop has been acting kooky for the past week.  It seemed like a virus, so i ran a virus scan.  Nothing.  Then I ran a spyware scan.  Nothing.  Then I ran a boot scan.  Nothing.  So I figured maybe it was the operating system.  So I wiped the whole. damn. thing. and restored it.  And oh look at that STILL NOT WORKING RIGHT.  So fuck it.  I bought a Mac.  Should be here later this week.  We had already planned on switching, but it just happened a little early.  Also, Macbooks are crazy expensive.  So we got a desktop.  I’ll deal with my stupidbrokenPOSlaptop for a while and get a Macbook later.  Sooooon.  Mr.Silly can take over the desktop.  Poor guy always gets my electronic seconds.