So it's been awhile

And it is very late. The baby is finally sleeping--she is teething like it's her job or something. This is just a quick update to let you know I live, the baby is fine, hubby is still a tribble, and that we are moving in three monthes.

Yes, we are going quality of life and moving back to hubby's family's farm to take part in the family business. And there will be gardens of veggies, grass for the baby, and maybe I can convince my father in law to raise a few sheep, ya know just for the look of the thing :D.

Oh, and my hubby's "honey-do" list keeps getting longer and longer. And the upshot--I'll be a real stay at home mom, no more of this part time crap.

I'm going to sleep now. See ya again soon.

So you thought I was gone?

Hah! Never. I am never gone, only small. Sorry, feeling a bit existential today. I'm also like completely like boggled over the fact that I had enough time to blog. Must send husband and daughter out to get the oil changed more often.

So updates--everyone has to drop by Letters to Myself (check list on the side). Jon and his wife just had an adorable little boy, and after some small complications, I think everyone is home. Oh, and by the way, Jon, yes, children really do put out sleep waves.

Also, for those who may be wondering why there are no pictures of the baba lately--I give you two reasons--teething and work.

I have to make this short. But you may want to check back here often, things could be changing pretty quickly.

Post at DotMoms

I've been told that the post at DotMoms is not immediately evident, and after going to the site, it isn't. The link is http://roughdraft.typepad.com/dotmoms/2006/06/readers_write_a.html.

Have fun!

So, I was a bit maudlin

And send out an all call for our beloved Alexandra. Which lead a commenter to ask about her. Well, she was the type of person who would give you the shirt off her back if she had one. She was no saint, but then again she could act saintly. She was a fabulous mom.

I'm assuming that she is still all of those things, but a year can change you. C'est la vie.

On another topic, a piece of mine got published at DotMom.com (June 9th). It generated a lot of comment. I'd link to it, but it's late and I'm lazy.

I'm also very tired. I'm having problems with insomnia again. Send sleep waves my way, o.k.?

Dear Alex

How are you? How is the weather out in LaLa Land? At least, that's where I think you are. I haven't heard from you in a year. I pray every day that you are safe, my Alexandria Rose. Even now, Chris, Aimee, or I say at least once a week, if Alex were here... or what would Alex think/do.... And what would you do, my darling?

I miss you so much. I haven't gotten an answer from your yahoo account in almost eight months. I no longer have your phone number, because we had to change batteries in our cordless, and it wiped the memory.

We are still here, same bat time, same bat channel. I'm working part time and mothering full time. Chris has changed over to a third shift schedule so he had have a better change of sleeping without the baby interrupting him. Aimee is still trying to get a teaching job, and if she can't get one through TAPS, she is going to go back to school next spring.

I tried to google one of your online alias, but I couldn't find anything under axykatt that was current. Every entry is months old.

I worry for you. You are my heart's sister. And while I love Aimee just the same, there were two, now there is one. And Aimee is not you. She is wonderful, but not you. She is lovely and beautiful, but not you. She is all that you are, but from another angle and viewpoint. She is beloved, but she is not you.

In another lifetime, you and I would not be so distant. Instead of Christopher's name beside mine, it would have been yours. But I wasn't what you needed. Chris and I together weren't what you needed. And when you left, I smiled and waved goodbye, then took to my bed for a day.

I never thought I would loose track of you the way I did the rest of my childhood and adolescence.

I love you.
I miss you.

I would feed you canned peaches and cottage cheese, even though it disgusts me.
I worry for you.
There are few who know how to take care of an axykatt.

Please, if you know where she is, or have seen her, let her know there is a turtle trying to catch up.

With all my love,
A'tuin aka Brandy aka Turtle aka Turtlish

Wow...

... Just intimate I might be in danger and suddenly everyone comments. Not that I am in danger. We live in a pretty safe part of town. I'm more likely to be disturbed by a party than by anything else, even during the May break.

We're doing okay here. I'm still getting used to being the only one who can soothe the baby at night, but I think things are going alright.

Money is still a problem, but it will be until gas prices go down, or Chris's raise comes through, or both. We won't know until after this week's paycheck.

But hey, we're alright, ya know? We are getting used to our new schedule, and we think that we may be able to get the oldsmobile fixed--the one with the transmission problem. But more on that later.

On the knitting front, I'm working on several gifts right now. Charity knitting is taking a back seat right now.

Pictures are coming soon, I promise :D. I just need to find the time. But for right now, there is a munchkin that needs to be tickled.

Take care, everyone!

The stuff ...

... and the thing, as my hubby says. It has been jumping here at chez A'tuin. My husband is moving to the night shift, so I've dug out the old baseball bat and machete and placed them at strategic places within the apartment. Not that we actually have anything to rob, but it makes me feel better.

Also, lots of knitting being done, but not the gift knitting--sock knitting. Socks keep ambushing me at every turn. I'll cast on for a pair and an a couple of hours later, I'll be like, whafuck is going on, man? How did I get to a heel flap? I was knitting my mom's bag wasn't I?

My green project for Project Spectrum is coming along, and I really do have lots of photos to post, just no time to upload. I promise, as soon as the sky stops falling and the baby stops teething, I'll catch up on pics and -alongs.

BTW, a word to the any would be jokesters or thieves who read this blog. Yes, I really do have a machete, and yes, I do know how to use it.