Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Mostly just an ad for stuff I plan to make.

D had his first bubble bath tonight.  It appears he did not inherit my allergy to bubbles.  It also appears that my allergy has not gone away.  Putting a two-year-old who loves to splash in a bathtub full of stuff I'm allergic to was not my smartest decision.  I know from experience that the itchy redness will fade pretty quickly though, so at least I don't have to live with my stupidity for very long. 

I've been slowly but surely working my way through my collection of material and ribbons for tag blankets.  I'll post a couple of pics of some finished products at the end, along with a couple of other projects I finished just before Christmas.  I'll be selling them for $10 for a single blanket or two for $15 if anyone is interested or knows anyone who is interested.  I can also do custom blankets, your choice of fabric and ribbons.  One day when I have free time where I'm not exhausted, I'll actually finish setting up my Etsy store.  Until then, email or Facebook will have to do for orders.

Eli comes back to the States for good on Tuesday.  I'm really happy to finally have him home, but I know it's going to be a challenging transition to a new routine.  And that routine will change again in two months when  baby NotSherlock arrives (still no name decision yet).  Eli has to start back to work right away, so my days will probably be close to the same.  It's the evenings that could get tricky.  I've gotten a bit possessive of Eli's time of late, and it becomes doubly hard when he's used to staying up until midnight and I'm ready for bed by 8:30.  You'd think with turning 40 he'd be all about ridiculously early bedtimes, but so far, he's proven resistant.  For those of your wondering about his 40th birthday trek, him and Clems encountered a bit of a problem and had to come back to Delhi early.  The porters managed to leave Clems' gear bag behind during the first part of the first day.  They didn't realize the problem until the end of the second day.  Eli and Clems had to hike back the way they'd come because Clems couldn't continue without gear.  They did find the bag eventually, but by then it was too late to complete the trek.  The company owner took responsibility and bought them plane tickets back to Delhi.  Eli claims they weren't convinced of the safety of the trip anyway.  Apparently, the porters weren't keeping up good safety habits, like making sure all the hikers made it to camp.  The group was four times bigger than it was supposed to be, so they were severely short-handed.  The lack of porters meant that Eli and Clems were leading the group even though they were newbies when it came to testing for safe ice.  Honestly, I'm glad they had to come home early because this sounds like it was going to turn into another one of Eli's "I almost died, but I got lucky" adventures.  He has way too many of those already.

Here are the promised pics:
This is the plush owl I made for my newly married friend in Texas. She loves owls and snowflakes, so I got creative with the eye design.

A cross-stitch of the kiss from Sleeping Beauty for my other friend in Texas.

Close up of the action.

The first of many tag blankets to come.

Each blanket has five different colors and textures of ribbon.

This one has Noah's ark on the front and green fuzzies on the back.

The mod blanket I made for my niece.

My brother and sister-in-law are very into music, so I found some special ribbon for them.

Their nursery is done in a red, white, and black scheme, so I chose red fuzzies for the other side of the mod dots.

Monday, January 13, 2014

It's practically summer.

I saw a lady wearing flip flops outside Goodwill yesterday.  Then I saw a different lady wearing a short skirt at Target, lots of leg showing.  I may live in Wisconsin, but I guess I'm not completely acclimated yet.  D and I were dressed in winter coats, boots, layers, etc.   Mid-30s did seem warm in comparison, but I wasn't ready to take off my gloves just yet. 

A couple of weeks ago, D knocked over his dresser without making a sound.  Eli and I were downstairs chatting during his naptime, and when I went up to get him at the end of it, his dresser was on its side and all the drawers were open and empty.  I'm not sure how he accomplished that feat without alerting us since we can hear him sneeze up there if we're not doing anything loud.  It was impressive, and he looked pleased with himself.  In the last few days, he's figured out that a) he can push the gate at one door to his room over to free himself, and b) he can unlock the other door and just walk out of his room.  I had to buy a better gate.  That's all well and good, but the drill is on a ship somewhere between India and here.  I can't install the gate unless I have a power tool.  I've been forced to improvise until a temporary drill gets here.  Apparently, no matter where I put the tension gate, he can knock it over.  Even when it's held in place by strategic screws.  My kid is developing his ninja powers already. 

The massive pile of boxes in our living room is all officially unpacked.  My office looks like a hoarder's paradise because all the packing debris is in the basement until they come pick it up, and none of our furniture is here yet.  Eli shipped back some stuff that was the property of the apartment owner and some stuff that I just didn't want.  For instance, the sort-of broken high chair we were using in India.  We don't need a high chair here.  It's big and unwieldy and cracked.  So of course Eli had it shipped back and I had to wrestle it out of a giant cardboard box just so I could carry it to the car with the rest of the Goodwill crap.  Speaking of the car, it's currently sitting on something like 2 inches of ice, which is covering our entire driveway.  Let me tell you how much fun it was carting several heavy boxes of India crap to the car for a trip to Goodwill while skating across the uneven ice.  I didn't fall, but I feel like I pulled something in my hip.  When I stopped at several stores to get some driveway salt, they were all out.  Do you know how much of a pain it is getting D out of his carseat and into to the store just to have to turn around and put him back into his carseat?  He wants to play and run, so it often turns into a battle of wills that ends with me just hefting my 30 pound toddler over my shoulder and carrying him to the car.  While he wriggles and screams.  And I work on my skating moves over the patches of ice in the store parking lots. 

I also had to shovel a couple inches of snow off of part of the driveway to get Eli's car out of the garage.  I'm supposed to be taking it in to get the brakes fixed, but one of the tires is flat yet again, and it's just not worth it moving D's carseat into the other car just to drive half a block up the street to the gas station.  I'm waiting until Isaiah gets back.  Then at least I can leave D with him while I get Eli's car taken care of. 

I've decided that Eli is never allowed to leave me here alone in the winter again.  Then again, since it's practically summer temperatures, maybe I should stop complaining.

Thursday, January 9, 2014

One year smarter.

 Things I've learned since my last post:

  • Do NOT leave a 2-year-old alone with your laptop if you want it to remain in one piece.  
  • My cat is entirely capable of sitting outside my bedroom door and meowing all night long.
  • Five and a half inch heels are generally not a good example of a wedding shoe, even more so when you're seven months pregnant.
  • It is possible for a complete stranger to volunteer to clean up D's Lego mess in the dentist's office so I can get him in his coat and to the car in a timely manner.
  • It is also possible for a grown man to kick the back of my airplane seat for the entire flight between St. Louis and Milwaukee.  
  • I found where I put the second key to our India apartment.
  • I need more yoga pants.  
  • I will drive two and a half hours to get my favorite cupcakes.
  • There is a point at which I no longer want cupcakes.
  • Ice is slippery, even in snow boots.
  • Snow does not cushion your fall on concrete steps.
  • When sleeping on a twin-sized airbed, I will voluntarily throw myself over the edge of it in my sleep.
  • When sleeping on a queen-sized bed next to my husband, I will voluntarily throw him over the edge of it to get to the "cool" side of the bed.  Sometimes even in my sleep.
  • It only takes a very short amount of time before I miss D terribly when he's not around.
 For those of you wondering about the pregnancy, everything is normal.  This baby kicks a lot harder than D ever did, but it's kind of like having the hiccups where you jolt sideways when it happens.  We still haven't settled on a name, though I've started calling him "NotSherlock."  I'm at 30 weeks, and all is well. 

For those of you wondering about Eli, he'll be home on the 28th for good.  The first shipment of our stuff arrives tomorrow (all the clothes but none of the furniture, awesome).  Eli leaves for his 40th birthday frozen river trek on the 16th, and assuming he doesn't get eaten by a yak, he'll be back to the India apartment for the last time a couple of days before he heads home.  Maybe I should try to send him the second key.