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One thing Smallhausen was worried about with me getting new glasses and recolouring my hair is that I would, somehow, no longer be myself. She was patting my hair earlier and declaring it still not to be red (the butt <3), but that I was still me. That was good. Even if it was a silly quasi-fear, I wasn’t going… Read more »
Alas, the things I’m trying to sort aren’t exactly this half of my desk, ha ha. I *DID* finally sit down and finish inventorying my wool supplies, so that was pleasing. Hah, so of course I stand up and try to move things around a little bit. It’s still pretty bad, but it’s just that little bit more ordered. I… Read more »
I don’t know why, but on nights when I’m out, when I get home and mail my blog pictures to myself from my phone, they take for-effin-ever to get to me, forcing me to send them another route. It’s very frustrating because oh hey, I’m tired and want to get in bed. But I have set myself this task of… Read more »
I should add that my face isn’t actually that red, but between the shirt and the freshly dyed hair, the yellow glow of the light bulb above is making me positively lurid. *grins* Z was a great help, for which I am grateful. The whole getting the colour into my hair, and then washing it out was very exhausting. But… Read more »
I don’t know whether it’s the chronic fatigue talking or what, but today has been super busy. I’ve been really limited in what I’m able to do, but I’ve marshalled most of that towards making sure the kids had fun. I’m not the only one who was pitching into that sort of arena, but as said — pictures might well… Read more »
Today was the first day of half-term. And as it is during half-term, Smallhausen always reminds me that she wants her nails painted. She can’t have them at school and she takes after me in loving having a splash of colour on her fingertips. I usually sort of muttergrumble and forget to do it, but this time I sucked it… Read more »
Sunday. The day of doing little. Which means that there were chores done ’cause adults. Well, Z is always doing all the chores because he’s a god, and I’m a cripple. It’s not like he’s got the Adonis-level energy and strength for it, he just… he just does it ’cause it needs doing at whatever cost to himself, and I… Read more »
After a semi-epic struggle this afternoon, I managed to get Littlerbit’s hair brushed and pulled back. Between those two things and putting a shirt on her, I apparently offended her greatly, ha ha. My darling little camera hog was even put out enough to not want to ham it up for the camera, though I did get some cute pictures… Read more »
I’ve been taken a lot of pictures on accident lately. That, or Littlerbit is a bigger ninja than I realised. I found this one on my phone when I went to mail a picture of the birthday girl to myself for use in posting. This works pretty well too though. There’s my PJs, there’s my 3DS, and there’s my desktop… Read more »
And voila, the first sock is done! Nearly. I still have to weave in all the ends, but the first being done means the roadmap for the second is laid out. I don’t know that I am going to cast on for that tonight… we’ll see. I have to get through this first, ha ha. It’s been a good day,… Read more »
