I thought with this super duper wireless internet I'd have all this extra time to post and chat and dawdle on the computer. You know, waste the day away writing pithy sayings or whatever while Sydney plays contentedly on the floor. And here I didn't even get a chance to post on Valentine's Day (hope you all had a lovely one). Sydneykins and I met Jason for a Valentine's lunch in the Starbucks cafe at Safeway (a grocery store). Not exactly romantic, but any meal with a latte is a good meal for me. It was the best we could do since he had a basketball meeting at night. (Speaking of which, his last regular game was Friday. But his team qualified for league playoffs, and have a good chance of state playoffs. Oh....*sigh*... goody.)
Yes, so where'd all my extra time go? Maybe it's because I gave up chocolate that's made me delusional. What's that, you say? Who's talking about giving up chocolate?
That'd be me. The one who eats chocolate every day.
Well, after reading several of my favorite blogs write about what they were giving up for Lent I got inspired. I'm not Catholic, but I figured I could do it anyway. I started a little bit late (Thursday evening) because I hadn't really thought about observing Lent this year. Plus, I had to make sure that I cleaned out every bit of chocolate in my house. No sense dooming myself from the start.
But enough about chocolate...more important stuff has been going on. Like the fact that I got through my presentation in my Irish lit class. I gave a 25 minute lecture on this article last Wednesday (about the music motif in the novel Grace Notes). Normally presentations are no big deal for me, but considering how emotional I've been since losing Gramps, I was afraid I would have trouble focusing. The professor of the class gave me the option of presenting later, but I just needed to get through it and be done with it.
And while I was working hard on my presentation -- feeling stressed out, feeling emotional, and wondering how I would make it through -- I paused to discover little miss playing peek a boo by herself.
She even does it while she's sitting in her car seat. And if that weren't cute enough, on Saturday she learned to clap. She will even stand all by herself and clap...for about six seconds before tumbling over backward.
Of course, when I took her to the mall yesterday to get her pictures taken she would have nothing to do with her pink peek-a-boo blanket. Fortunately we got a nice shot of her showing off those two teeth coming in (which I'll post later).
All right, homework to do. Baby to feed. Laundry to fold.