I don't know what possessed me to start cleaning my bathroom at 1 am, but I can surely say that the Lutherans in the bathtub found the church suddenly closed for worship. And the mirror...well, let's just say it's much easier to see out of it when there aren't streaks of toothpasty water covering the lower third. The cats are also ecstatic to have a clean litterbox.

I'm pooped.

Lily is such a nummy little treat.

My good thing for the year is much like Plei's, the birth of baby #2. He's a tasty niblet. He's soft as a dumpling and he smells like creme fraiche.

Love and punctuation to Aimee.

Adored Faunapalooza.

vw, I'd still really like to contribute to your buffista research, if it's not too late.

Brenda's sister's Ex = utter fuckhead. Although it does strike me as a good thing that she knows that now, whilst in her home country, rather than after having uprooted herself and moved to bloody Sweden.

Tickybox - still unbelievably cute. Bless. Bless. Bless.

Somebody make my back stop hurting, please? Thanks.

We tried blueberries tonight.

Coincidentally, we had blueberries last night also. Mallory also learned something about the physical properties of levers, and what happens to mass on the end of a lever arm when that lever is rotated rapidly around its fulcrum.

Could we have started playing "Catapults & Battlements" with a spoonful of beef stew? No. It had to be blueberries.

At least we'd pulled the carpet up.

And another parenting story, along the lines of "Pat the Bunny": We were looking for gifts for Mallory, and I pointed out a game.

Me: "This will be good when he's older. It's called 'Feel and Find.'" DH: *snorts tea out his nose* "Um, yeah, I hope my son gets good at that."

My good thing? That summer of 2004 really was the last summer in Arizona, like I'd been saying to myself last year. I may be cold now, but I'm happy.

Moving is good.

Moving in with Daniel is very good.

P.S. Pondering babies with blueberries is also good ;-)

Yep, definitely baby. (for a good thing)

Love the blueberry pictures - she looks cuter (if possible) when messy.

Just found out that the three kids of a friend i was going to see this weekend all have chicken pox. The oldest two had the vaccine. The youngest is 7 weeks old. Poor baby - I can't imagine what that would be like for him (and his mom. Three kids with chicken pox simultaneously!)

Three kids with chicken pox simultaneously!

I think I'd need a straightjacket.

Lilybean has anime eyes!!! Plei, I'll be willing to be you get stopped all the time by strangers telling you what a gorgeous baby you have. I am amazed everytime I click on a new picture.

Moving in with Daniel is very good.

Morning schmooop.

Also, I think it's cute that Plei gives Lily blueberries for the first time while she's dressed in a white onesie. That's brave.

edited

this is totally Paul!!!

Gah. It just got pointed out to me that I never completed a craft project for an exchange I signed up for well over a year ago (maybe even two years ago). That's what I get for trying something too complicated, putting it aside, and managing to let myself forget about it. Nothing for it but to get it (or a reasonable equivalent) finished and sent out.

It's annoying because a) I feel guilty and angry at myself and b) this sort of procrastinate-procrastinate-forget behavior is something I've been working to correct for the past umpty-ump years.

Does anyone else have this kind of problem with follow-through? How do other people deal with making sure they follow through, and cleaning up the messes when they don't?

This is probably the thing about myself I dislike the most, and it has had a huge impact in many areas of my life. If I could have it surgically removed I would, but no, I'm just going to have to deal with the myriad issues that drive my chronic procrastination. I know what some of these issues are (perfectionism, fear of conflict, a tendency to take on more than I can do), but it seems like knowing them is less than half the battle.

On edit: I'm really desperate for some feedback on this, people. I'm not looking for reassurances that "yes, we still love you," or reminders that "yes, that is a problem." I want to know that other people struggle with this, and I want to know how other people deal with it.

(Now that I've whined, I'ma go look at the peektures of cute babies)

Also, I think it's cute that Plei gives Lily blueberries for the first time while she's dressed in a white onesie. That's brave.

Cash's thoughts are my thoughts.