But she's so cute...

Baby: We have a whiner. I'm not entirely sure why, but whining is the name of the game right now. Ugh, I'm sure it's just a phase as she gets over the "Great GI Upset 2010." That is what I shall keep telling myself. We still have happy, smiling baby for at least a portion of the day!

Rock: Girl band practice tomorrow, Man band on Sunday. In sad news, the Man band's freakishly tall/ridiculously over-educated guitar player is leaving us to go to Medical School in Edmonton this Fall. Hubby and I are going to discuss with Drummy the possibility of continuing as a three piece. I think that would be great, less schedules to think about. I'm going to miss Tall Guy though. Favourite song right now: "Back Against the Wall" by Cage the Elephant.

Philosophy: Be aware that your knowledge is made possible by the system in which it was created. You only know the things you know because you know them now. Name that philosopher.

Life: I'm starting to think seriously about my return to work in the Fall. The original plan was to try to work a day shift, but now it's looking like I may end up on the 1600-0200 shift again. P would have to sleep over at SIL's two nights, but I would get to spend more time with her since I would be home during the day, and my schedule would be more open for classes. We'll see. In unrelated news, season/series finale of Lost on Sunday=both :) and :(.

Four movements, one post.

Baby: I've been a parent for nearly 8 months and the hardest thing is getting over everything ONCE. A couple of months ago P had a nasty cold...you know, congestion, coughing, snot everywhere, gagging on mucous and all sorts of other awful descriptions. But we got over it, and now we know how. Last Friday marked the beginning of "The First GI Illness." Non-stop vomiting. Out of sorts. Ugh. But now she's on the mend. We got over it. Life is no longer inexplicably crappy for Little Miss and she can get back to the business of flinging Sophie the Giraffe.

Rock: There were two lines standing in the way of a finished song, and it turns out they were the following:

You try to keep me guessing

I try to tell you I don't care.

Girl band practice soon.

Philosophy: How can I now avoid devastation when I finally have so much I could lose? Does the desire to remain strong in the face of loss have any place in my life any more?

Life: When did the word "mommy" become a way of describing action instead of a noun? Mommy blogger? Mommy guilt? Mommy rage? Give it a rest. Make it possessive, or better yet...never mind, I'm going to get myself in trouble.

Today is the day...

...that I start a blog. Yup, it's happening. Stay Tuned.