The Impatient Optimist

My parents are going to be out of town on Thanksgiving. We're having some friends come up and... somehow it feel like adding family.

I had plot bunny visit! An actual, appreciable idea that will work into my R vs J fic and is more in character than what I had before (I think)... and I got it written so I can actually act on it! w00t!

Funny because it is so true...

Just shy of 1000 words for NaNo. Not all that much really but its a viable outline and more than I've gotten done before.

My son was born at 10:21 pm today, 9.15.09.
7 lbs, 0 oz

Hi all, this is Fuschiafinn's adorable husband here.
We wanted you to know that she's gone into having a baby or something mode!

We're at the hospital at this VERY SECOND, and sometime later there will be cake.

Also she wants to thank Fenik for sending her a birthday gift and she's sorry she hasn't had a chance to thank you or respond yet.

AAAANYHOW, this is a much more standard labor/delivery for now, so your next update about this whole mess will likely be from her, typed with one foot as she tries to wrangle two children at once without any help from me whatsoever.

You know, as I study for a math placement test I begin to wonder. Is it that I've always been bad at math or that I just don't like to do the problems the long way. Because as I refresh my memory about how to do certain things I seem able to get the correct answer only to get confused by the long explanation.

Then again, I could be overestimating my brain...

So the ultrasound is tomorrow. Either we've got a name picked out and can expect to be deluged in more pink or I'm going to spend lots of time with several name books and my brother will be in alt.

Having an independently mobile toddler is like having your very own diet coach. A short, adorable diet coach that is determined to keep you slim by eating as much as they can of whatever you have. I'm not saying the child doesn't have preferences about food. Her preference is whatever I'm eating or drinking and lots of it. Matters reach the level of the absurd when I'm eating the same thing she has on her plate and yet she still reaches for whatever I've got. Its also amusing to watch her eat heartily at breakfast, refuse more food on her tray and then, not twenty minutes later,  cast liquid eyes at my plate if I dare have some toast. 

The really funny part is that most of the time she gets away with it. Provided I'm not eating something patently unhealthy like a candy the kid has a very good shot of drinking most of my water, a quarter of my toast or a few, carefully pruned pieces of my popcorn. I have to remind myself that I'm eating on behalf of kidling #2 at this point and food out of my mouth is food out of his/hers. My appetite this go-round has not been all that it was last stint as a baby hotel so I'm trying to eat what I can, when I can. Unfortunately for my second, my first is already out here, making cow eyes and cute inquiring noises at my pizza.

Of course, I kvetch but really, the kid eats and seems to enjoy variety. Oddly enough, she does not like fast food, healthy or no. I think I'll count myself blessed on the whole... XD


Am I avoiding writing two papers? Yes! *headdesk*

I... don't really have anything of particular interest to impart. Some stuff has gone on, most of it good, a little of it not. I'm mostly posting to say hi and I hope you're all well!

There is a scientific name for the awesome ring of color around my daughter's pupil! (She has the central type) Yay genetics!

Joined Facebook. Found some people I wondered about and didn't find others. Ah well.

I is kinda sleepy. But its a nice sort of sleepy.

fenikkusuken  did you get your card?

Edit: Link is fixed. Quiet you.

Seriously reconsidering any plans I had to move to the West Coast. They've got oceans out there and if the fog I drove through to get my husband is any indication... hell with that. Don't get me wrong, driving into what looked like tangible night was cool in its own way but fog is not a normal weather condition for Colorado, at least not this sort of stuff. This was thick and impressive, not the wispy bits of gray that turn up occasionally in September.

I do believe that I have finished the first new chapter for the Rufus vs. Jace in a year except for the self editing and sending it to my beta and getting it back and tweaking it some more!

Yay!

You know what's sad? Liking old fashioned junk mail because, when you open it, nothing bad happens. It doesn't infect your house. Your friends don't get the same bit of junk mail in their in boxes because its gone through your address book and posted itself abroad. It doesn't install itself on your desk and read all your other mail. You can be curious, open it, decide its useless and discard it without worrying that your credit card number is going to be used to buy flowers in a charming little French shop, (fun things that happened to my husband lately!) or anything of the sort.

Oh nostalgia.

Why yes, I have only *now* come up with a coherent plan for a novel, even though it is halfway through November!

...

*headdeask*

It's the first proper snow of the year. It's not very heavy but it is pretty. Watched "Southland Tales" last night. It was... tiring and odd and kinda good and I'm not sure yet really. It was directed by the same guy who made "Donnie Darko" so if you've ever seen that movie, you know what I'm talking about.

Boooored.

With chocolate chip cookies, fresh baked last night.

Oh dear.

Just watched the McCain concession speech...

WHERE THE HELL WAS THAT GUY? I MIGHT HAVE *VOTED* FOR THAT GUY!

OH MY GOD!

You know what's somewhat maddening?

After Daylight Savings goes into effect there are still several clocks that are not updated automatically. Analog clocks of course but also the clock in the car continues to read the wrong time. So you're driving along and think that it's a particular time only to realize, after you've rushed home, that it's an hour earlier than you thought. This is of course, after you've had a chance to come home, get comfy and think "Ah well, I'll handle those other errands tomorrow because I don't want to leave the house again. Good thing I won't have to."

*sigh*