Tuesday, March 21

Halifax bound

or, actually, already in Halifax. Whatever. Down for a few days with the babe and the fiance for the latter's job. Might swing by Winchester's tomorrow and see about my dress, schedule a fitting, and see if they'll let me take a picture of it now so I can try to find shoes and stuff that match. Also should probaly schedule a fitting and stuff, just in case. I'll not eat for a while if I have to though. Hopefully it won't come to that. I just have to not gain weight, which should be manageable, right?

No big plans for the week, just hanging out with my parents. Might go to a movie tomorrow, but there's actually not anything playing that I absolutely need to see. I saw Eight Below as a baby movie, and it was good, but I definitely wouldn't recommend it to small children or people who have a problem with not-so-good things happening to good animals. My sister and some of her friends from work and I went to see Failure to Launch, and it was really good. Quite funny, and you get to see Matthew McWhatsisname lots, along with Bradley Cooper and another guy...Justin Bartha, who although they keep talking about what a dork he is, he's actually really cute.

I began the mural on the babe's wall. I figure since I convinced the fiance to let us make the wall drywall instead of pine like the rest of the room, I should probably do something with it. We decided on a map of the world, relatively simple, with animals painted on in the areas where they live. Should be fun. Anyway, I painted the wall a pale blue, for the ocean. It's called 'white denim', which sounds horrible, but it's a really nice colour. I also bought paints that I'll have to return. They're paints that you make your whatever, animal in my case, and then can stick it on the wall, or on a window, or whatever. I thought that would be fun for the baby, but then I thought ... he'll more likely eat them than put them on the map. So I check to make sure they're non toxic, and find no evidence of that, along with a picture of a baby face frowning, and a 0-3 with a NO symbol through it. Nice idea, maybe in the next house when he's less apt to eating everything. Anway, we're going to borrow the lcd projector from the fiance's work so that I don't have to draw the map, because that would be hard, and likely nowhere near scale. This way I can spend more time painting the world and the animals.

Donald Trump named his new baby Barron. That's just mean. It'll be a fine name when he's an adult, but come on! Things you have to keep in mind when naming your baby.

Alright. I'm going to have some lunch I think, while the wee lad continues to nap. He's making up for the fact that he was up 3 times last night. He's teething, molars, and may well be going through a growth spurt, since that's supposed to happen around now.

One last tidbit, apparently they're making Rocky: The Musical. Fer real, yo. Let's put that on the 'must see' list right along with Lord of the Rings: Onstage.

sigh.

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