I fought the law & the law won.

So today was the lawyer's appointment. I drove sixty kilometers to the appointment, and parked really far away, and went into the wrong building. When I got to the appointment she brought me in and looked at the interim custody order I had and told me she couldn't do anything for me. Apparently in order for legal aid to do anything at all I have to start with them. So because of this interim custody order I have, I have something "open" that has to be "finished" through either a private lawyer (which will run me probably close to $2,000) or by myself! Imagine me trying to wrap my head around the law!

No confetti in or around building... HA!

So apparently my reaction to stress isn't to cry, it is to poop my pants. I had parked three blocks from the Justice building, so I start walking back to the car, when my stomach starts rumbling, and knotting up like my hair caught in a jet turbine. Luckily I made it to my car, where I writhed in agony for thirty seconds or so and calmed myself down. I did not poop my pants.

Then I went to trade in some Wii games for Mario Kart Wii, and then I was gonna stay and do more stuff but I was frustrated as hell and drove home.

Even my Big Mac was wrong.

In conclusion, I need to raise lots of money, feel free to click on my "Donate" icon to help pay for me to be able to take D out of the province on a vacation!

Dayblogger

I thought there would be something exciting to talk about today, since I did leave the house and all. But I was wrong.

But, in order to write something I'm just going to write down every single thing that happened today.

1. I woke up at 5:20am to feed D a bottle, and then we went back to bed.
2. We woke up at 8:30am and had cereal and juice, and then D played in his Jolly Jumper for awhile and we had cuddle time. At 11:30am, I put him down for a morning nap.
3. I spent the next half hour getting his diaper bag ready for the trip to town, and got dressed and combed my hair (with my fingers). I don't much care what I look like when I go out.
4. At 20 after 12 D woke up and we played and I dressed him and we waited for mom to call so we could leave.
5. In the van on the way to get groceries I played Animal Crossing for about 18kms, and then I had conversations with my parents and sister, and D played with his alligator.
6. When we got to town my indecisive family hummed and hawed over which fast food locale they would prefer to eat at, and finally I decided for them: Wendy's.
7. Everyone managed to get ketchup on them, except D, who wasn't eating that junk, and myself, because I'm not sloppy.
8. We waited in the parking lot of ReMax for my parents to sign papers.
9. We went grocery shopping. I bought: bread, Crystal Light, frozen pancakes, milk, hot dogs, cheese, and hot chocolate. Nutrition at it's best.
10. We went to WalMart for hair dye (for Abbey) and a curtain rod (for mom). D, dad and I waited in the van. The bags the ladies came out with were awfully large and odd shaped for being a box of hair dye and a long, skinny pole.
11. We drove home. I just finished feeding D a bottle, and now he's having an evening nap, which I hope means he won't wake up at midnight again.

Triangle

Today has been the longest day ever and it's not even six in the evening yet. It all started last night when D woke up at midnight, which is unusual. He is pretty good at sleeping through the night. So he was hungry, and I fed him, and then I assumed he would sleep in a bit later than 5:30 when he normally gets up, but I was wrong. So after five hours of sleep he was hungry again, and I was zombie-like. He went right back to bed, but I just can't get rested on such choppy sleep. All day I've been dragging my butt. I'll be in bed early tonight!

Also, it's the weekend, and I hate weekends because Miranda doesn't work, and isn't online to keep me company and make me laugh. D has been having less and shorter naps though, and he's pretty funny.

I was trying to teach him shapes today, but he kept trying to put the triangle through the star hole, no matter how many times I showed him it went in the one next to it. And before anyone can say I'm being mean, I realize seven months is not old enough to understand shapes. But I want to show him how to have fun with his toys!

Baby Play Date

D got to meet someone his own age for the first time today. Well, he is three months older than the boy who came for a play date, and being only seven months old there was quite a difference in the two. For example, D was about twice the size of his new friend, and his new friend was still a bit floppy. I miss when he was so little, but I like that he has a little personality now. I could get all sappy and motherly here, but I'll save that for my handwritten journal.

I went to bed an hour and a half ago, but couldn't sleep. First I tried playing Animal Crossing, but the store was closed so I just piled a bunch of bones and furniture outside the door in case I play tomorrow before 11pm. Then I wrote in my journal, which gave me immediate tendonitis, great. I was going to start crocheting another cheeseburger but the tendonitis put a stop to that, and also I got a small blister from crocheting a Super Mario star, which I think makes me a total dweeb.

The shower plans are going well, I have a location, and a Facebook event (How I love technology). Games have been decided upon so I just need a list of people attending and the supplies (food, decorations, prizes) and I'm good to go!

So I am going to try to go to sleep again now, since it is almost 1:00am, and I do have a baby who gets up very early. I have to stop drinking tea at 8pm, it must be what is keeping me up.

Baby Shower!

Planning baby showers is so awesome. *Insert evil laughter*

Oh, Holly. I love you! I have been scouring the internet for the past three hours coming up with fabulous games! I hate games, personally, but the thought of forcing people to play games is deliciously evil.

Aside from planning a baby shower, I have done nothing today. It was snowing, then raining, so I couldn't take D for a walk, and it's supposed to be below zero all week so I don't think walking is in our near future. I don't want to freeze his cute little nose off. Well I guess I did organize my "Hobby Wall" and moved my end table into my bedroom to become a 'night stand'. I was going to move the couch and chair but got distracted by having a bath and text messaging and talking to Miranda on the phone.

Oh, and I picked some weeds in Animal Crossing. I don't think I have turned my DS on in weeks, poor dusty device. It's because I've spent all my time making x's on fabric and crocheting Super Mario stars. And of course, being a mommy!

D has learned to sit up by himself. I put him down for his nap today and could hear him in there talking to himself. I went to check on him and he was just sitting there grinning from ear to ear, so proud of himself, and smelling poopy. I love him so much!

Surrogacy

I just replied to a bunch of ads on Kijiji for surrogate mothers. I would really like to do it. I miss being pregnant so much. I've never felt healthier in my whole life. Even while I was still pregnant I was researching surrogacy. Of course, I'm not going to do it for free, if I do get the opportunity. No matter how easy I had it, it is still trying on emotions and body parts. Towards the end I could barely move, but that only happened for two weeks. And being a surrogate, I would have a Cesarean. So a baby would be delivered before I was a week overdue, and huge.

I have to go figure out how to crochet a robot.

I have absolutely nothing to write about.

Temptation: Check, Willpower: ???

I tried to disconnect my internet tonight. If I had it disconnected as of right now, I would have been charged another 30 days regardless, so the guy was like leave it on for 30 days and that way you at least aren't paying for nothing. I agreed. Then he launched into a bunch of numbers where it works out that I might as well keep my internet and leave my phone the way it is, because on average I use less than 300 long distance minutes. Anyway, long story short I said, "Okay, leave it the way it is then," and he came back with, "I didn't change a thing."

So I have to find another way to not spend all my spare time on the internet. Grr! I have absolutely zero willpower. I had to force myself not to eat a second piece of cake today at mom's. It felt like I should be eating! I was sitting there wondering why I wasn't eating, and yet I was pleasantly full of roast beef dinner and a reasonably-sized piece of cake. What is wrong with me? Am I eating my feelings? Lord knows I don't have feelings about much these days.

I'll just sit here and eat two ice cream sandwiches, and stare at the measurements I took of myself earlier today. Shockingly large numbers. Not too shockingly, because I do live inside this fat storage container somewhere. I guess unpleasantly large is a better description. I measured everything. I'm gonna make a chart, I'm just not sure how to go about doing it. I can't wait for spring so I can actually go for walks.

On the lighter side of things, I saw a guy fall on his ass tonight, delightful. It serves him right, he was running through the parking lot the day after an ice storm followed by a light sprinkling of snow. Go cut your hair! Crazy kids.

Happy Birthday Mom!

I've decided to disconnect my internet for awhile. I know, I know, I'm insane. But here's the thing. I can't even afford it. And it's cutting into my mommy time, and my me time. I put D to bed at 8pm and spend the next four hours just sitting here like a lump. I don't want to be a lump anymore.

So I'm going to disconnect it. I don't have the willpower to just stay off the computer, and I will really miss being able to check Craftster all day and get new ideas for craft projects. But mom is close by, and I think I have enough ideas for now. I also want to get work done on my novel, which doesn't happen when I am typing away while having ten conversations on MSN.

I did manage to finish mom's birthday present in time for her birthday dinner tonight, I think this is the first time I've actually gotten her anything in a while.