shaun of the dead.

good movie. rent it. it’s about zombies! we love zombies! It isn’t a scary movie though, just funny. I like funny zombies almost as much as scary zombies.

In addition to helping Tiffany set up her wordpress blog, I helped my lovely Marianne with one as well. She’s got a pretty crazy life right now, what with being a mom and returning to work full-time recently and dealing with other things, and plus she just turned 31, so we should all go say nice things to her.

I am going to enter Ryland in a baby cover contest, so in a few days I’ll post some pictures so everyone can help me decide the cutest. We only get one picture so it has to be good. And since I think every single picture I take of him is the most adorable thing in the entire universe, I need some help.

rolly polly.

Ryland is rolling like crazy now, back to front, front to back, over and over, all around the floor. He keeps getting stuck and then yells to be fixed. It is very cute and fun and such a big boy thing to do.

My friend Tiffany forwarded me an email from last year at this time, when I had sent her pictures of my first ultrasound. My little Ry guy, when he was just a teeny tiny little bud. It’s bringing up all sorts of things in me. And I realized something. I am happy. I don’t have a lot of money and my life is far from ideal and I’m cranky a lot because of sleep and stress. But I’m happy damn it and nothing can take that away.

I am just so in love with my baby. We have such a good time, every single day, and I am unbelievably lucky to be with him. I suppose I am sacrificing a lot to be at home with him right now, but it’s the best thing for both of us. I will have to be back at work eventually and I look at that time sadly, but right now we’re happy and loving each other. He won’t remember these early months, but I will. And maybe deep down, he will, too.

This morning before he woke up he was dreaming and he was laughing. He was laughing in his sleep and it just made me supremely happy. Boy did I finally do something right.

I did a quick redesign of loafe, based on a template I found somewhere. I just have to do some exporting of my movable type entries to this new wordpress format I am going to use and then I’ll be done. I’ll miss movable type though. Not that I really know how to use it. But MT has been good to me.

I am thinking of getting a new computer soon and I really want a Mac. Maybe one of those new Mac minis. Anyone have any opinions about Mac vs PC?

Happy Birthdays!

Loafe wishes a happy birthday to my gals, Marianne and Theresa!

We’ll party like crazy this weekend!

Or maybe not. We’re pretty old now. Especially you guys. sheesh.

ahhh!!!

Ryland has mastered the trick of rolling from his tummy to his back and has been happily rolling onto his back for several weeks. He is quite the little pro at it, too.

And today, for the first time, my little genius son managed to roll from his back to his tummy. This is quite the triumph! It’s hard to get over on that big round belly. He was getting to his side, but just couldn’t coax his body up and over his arm and onto his tummy.

But now he’s done it and I am as proud as proud can be.

This poses new dangers and I am going to have to watch him like a hawk, he can roll and wiggle and worm himself all over the place. One minute he’s on his back, looking at the couch and the next he’s on his tummy and has rotated himself all the way around to face the TV. That little tub is going to be crawling soon, I just know it. He gets so mad he can’t get down and play like all the other kids.

AHHHHH this is happening too fast! Stay little rye-bread, please stay little.

funny. and not so funny.

I like the new approach comment spammers are taking. The most recent comment said: I really appreciate blogs like this one becuase it is insightful and helps me communicate with others. thanks.also, that guy billyz, I really need to talk to you about that cure you mentioned.

Oh comment spammers, you sure know your way to a girl’s heart. Through generic and random flattery directed at no one and everyone. And of course the old standby, poor grammar and spelling. I’m all a-flutter now.

Ryland is waking up every 2 hours during the night. I can’t figure out why and I’ve tried a million different things (except for the cry-it-out method, which I refuse to do), including some of the suggestions given to me here on loafe. Nothing works. I am trying so very hard to be patient and wait it out, because eventually this has to change. It can’t last forever, can it? CAN IT?

At least I can look forward to death.

I have nothing but pure hatred for every mother who tells me about how her perfect frigging baby sleeps 8 or 9 or 10 hours at night, without so much as a peep. I hate these people and I know I can’t light them on fire or throw stones at them or make them explode with just my eyes. But inside I burn. My only solace? Knowing they’ll pay. Oh yes, how they’ll pay. Their sweet sleeping little babies will make them pay, maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow, but someday. They’ll get their due and I’ll get my justice.

someday.