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Really, really, really good.  I don’t usually run out of stuff to yap about, but yesterday was definitely a mute sort of day.  After being up shooting the shit until close to 5 am (note to self:  no coffee after sundown) I was thoroughly exhausted.

The good news is:  Christmas shopping has commenced

The bad news is:  It’s never going to be over, is it?

My family does a draw every Thanksgiving since we’ve grown so much and I managed to get my cousin.  Which is cool because I love him, but really, I have no idea what to get for him.  One of us had him last year, and I found this beautiful shirt, but I’m not feeling the clothes shopping this year.  I’m not feeling any sort of shopping, in fact.  I’m feeling all big lazy bum.  I don’t even *want* anything this year.  Well, except for maybe someone to come in and clean our cesspool of an apartment because…

C’s dad is coming to visit tomorrow.  It was supposed to be yesterday but thankfully we got a reprieve.  The cleaning up is what I’ll be doing today, but I’d rather be going to this.   So, yeah, someone to do my laundry while I browse through crafts.  And a laptop so that I can write in bed.  And four extra hours in a day so that I can be more lazy.  Bah.
This has been brought to you by my raging ennui.

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It’s probably my high stress, low tolerance for holiday mood, but my first rejection was much more fun than my second. I mean, I’ll still frame this one and all, but really? I’m running out of places to submit my stinking piece to. Yeah, after two. No, actually, I’m exaggerating but still, I just want to find a home for it so that it stops eating up valuable brain waves and all 🙂

Lucy and I did an iota of Christmas shopping today and went out to lunch, which was fun. It makes me positively beam when other diners and waitstaff remark on how wonderful she is. Plus we have leftovers! Which is good because…

C is actually playing out tonight! For the first time in a long time. I’m terribly proud of him even though I don’t get to go see him play. Send good performance vibes tonight!

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Back in July, my brother installed a wireless router on our computer.  I have been complaining since about 3 weeks after said router was installed that I couldn’t upload pictures or move stuff to the external drive because of this new router.  Finally, lo these months later, I spoke to my brother on Saturday evening and asked him to explain to me how to unhook the router from the USB port so that I could plug other stuff in.  Yep, router.  Network cable.   Nowhere near USB port.  I’m a dumbass.  Major credit to my brother for not  laughing me off the phone.  I think it was stupid enough to totally shock him.  Don’t ask why I never looked at the back of the computer.

I will be spending the better part of today dealing with the past 3 months’ worth of pictures on the camera.  And feeling really, really stupid.

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So Very Tired

I am physically and emotionally drained. Tonight I’m going to pretend that the internet doesn’t exist and lie on the couch watching the Food Network with my crazy child so that C can get his music stuff done. Proper update tomorrow, but right now? Laziness calls.

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Somebody Stop Me!

Remember last month? You know, when I was struggling mightily to do an entry a day for NaBlo? And the end of the month when I was all like, ‘This was crazy, yo?’

I signed up for Holidailies at Home this morning. Why, you ask? You know how zombies wander around on a singular quest for human flesh? Sometimes chanting ‘braaaaiiiiiiiins?’ I’ve turned into one of those zombies, only instead of ‘braaaaiiiiiiins,’ I find myself chanting ‘bloooooggggggg.’ Well, that and I honestly have gotten into the habit of posting every day. Plus this has writing prompts! That makes it easier, right?

So, without further ado, ‘Appreciating the smallest things.

We took Lucy to her annual cardiologist appointment yesterday. For those who may not know, she was born with a VSD which, although it does not affect her day-to-day life, will never close. We go in yearly to make sure that her heart is still functioning properly and that there are no complications from this condition. She will have to go to the cardiologist every year for the rest of her life, but other than that, her heart shows no signs of defect in its functioning. Perfect EKG, perfect blood pressure, perfect almost-4 year old stamina. Other than this 3mm hole, my daughter is perfect.

I don’t talk about Lucy’s defect very often because it’s really a non-factor at this point. We watch her more closely than others, sure, and she’s seen more of her own heart than most kids her age, but that little hole is just that–a little hole. I can’t say I appreciate this flaw in my baby’s heart, but I do appreciate what it’s taught us. 3mm is tiny in the scheme of life. This VSD is tiny in the scheme of life. Watching Lucy as she sings her ‘opera’ songs, or concentrates on painting, or tells one of her ‘mommy spider and baby’ stories, or whisks cheese into eggs, I can remember those terrifying first few months when we didn’t know how the hole would affect her or if she would need surgery. Now, close to four years later, it’s hard for me to think of the hole as a defect anymore. Lucy’s heart is perfect even with 3mm missing. There is nothing defective about her.

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