| So I ventured back to the ot forums.
There is this really retarded thread about pedos in there. Some of the stuff that's been said... O_o
Deary me.
Where is otchat nowadays?
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| I haven't made a proper entry in a while. Every now and then I think of this blog and I consider making a new entry, then I realise I don't really have a lot to say... so I don't. Heh.
Lately I haven't been getting much sleep at all. For some reason Ava's sleep routine has gone to shit. She's not napping during the day and, as a result, will crash at around 5pm. Then she will wake up, have dinner, a bath and I will try to put her back to bed with me and she refuses. Why would she sleep? She just had a nap a couple of hours earlier. Sigh.
So she's been going to sleep after her stupid late nap at ungodly hours of the morning, try 3-4am. As you can imagine I am not getting any kind of decent sleep.
I keep saying to myself, "Ok, Irene, tomorrow morning we are going to get up at 9am regardless and then Ava will be so deliriously tired that she will nap early and then go to bed at a regular hour and everything will be fine and dandy again!" (by 'fine and dandy' I mean pretty mediocre in the sleep stakes but still better than this). Only problem is, by the time 9am rolls around I am so deliriously tired that I roll over, turn my alarm off and keep sleeping. *shakes a fist*
As I type this, Ava is sitting on my back pulling my hair out. She's such an angel ;) She was playing with some knots... or making some... whatever you want to call it. Ok now she's trying to stand on my back. Jesus. That was one of those "holy shit, she's gonna fall and I can't even do anything about it because I'm stuck on all fours with her on my back!" moments. Yes one of those moments.
Mind you she thinks standing and falling on me is totally hilarious.
Anyway where was I... oh yes I'm tired. It shits me. I mean I already have dark circles and bags under my eyes due to genetics. Yay for genes. Now, however, I feel like I look like a frigging zombie... and not in a sexy-undead-cheerleader type of way. More like that fat bag zombie from the Dawn of the Dead remake. Not that I think I am fat, I just feel like an old bag... with two other bags under her eyes. Oh well.
It also means my house is an absolute pigsty. I cannot for the life of me stay on top of the cleaning. I'll be cleaning one room while Ava wreaks havoc in another. Then I will begin cleaning the room she just obliterated and she will move onto the one I just cleaned. It's insane. It's not like she's breaking shit, she just likes to make a mess of the floor so I am constantly on my knees picking up crap. My knees have these dry patches on them that I never used to have until I had her ;)
Still I would like another one. Baby that is. Unfortunately my body has decided I am not allowed to have another child. My periods still haven't returned since the birth... two years and almost 4mths on and I'm still waiting. Don't get me wrong, it's awesome not having them but I kinda wish they would come back already.
I preordered Resident Evil 5 and The Sims 3. Hopefully I get some time to play them. I haven't had much of a chance to do any painting, sculpting or jewellery making but I figure picking up a controller and playing a game will be easier. Or maybe that's wishful thinking considering I can't even play Rock Band without Ava deciding I should be standing no more than 2 metres from her while she does whatever it is she happens to be doing in the front room.
She's so lucky she's adorable. ;)
We are poor at the moment, which totally sucks nuts. I mean we aren't food voucher poor or anything drastic but I just hate not having money. The coles bushfire fundraiser the other week really fucked up the sales at our store so we are kind of behind. It's depressing. It's made even more depressing by the fact that I want to sculpt stuff to sell and make a little money but I don't have the time... well I do have the time it's just that Ava refuses to let me do things like that.
I did manage to start a little sculpt today though so I'm trying damn it!
I might just clean and sell off all the jewellery I've made so far, it's too hard to market a website so I can't be bothered with it. We scraped together $75 the other day so I made a grocery order. When it came it was one small box and a bag of cold items. Lol.
My hair is very long. I should probably get the ends trimmed.
I've lost a little weight, I think about 3kg. I assume it's due to the sleeping thing and the fact that I've felt so shite I haven't been eating much during the day. Starvation diet rocks. Heh. *tummy growl*
Man, I can't think of anything to write about.
Sometimes I get the urge to build a computer. Is that weird? I think it is a little.
I made some corn pikelets the other morning for Ava. She spat them out!! Little minx. She's weird about texture just like her Mummy. She will turn her nose up at so many yummy foods, even sweets. Sometimes I have to wait til she's distracted and smear a little food onto her lip so she will at least taste it before deciding she doesn't want it. She ALWAYS eats it after that and I'm all, "ha HA! I told you it was good!" like she can understand. Actually she probably can, she's always doing stuff I tell her to do and surprising me. "Go get your table and chair" next thing you know she's pulling her table and chair over and I'm standing there in awe. I think she isn't talking cos then she will have to actually ask for things and won't be waited on hand and foot. ;)
I might post this then edit it later. I'm scared I will delete the whole thing.
Me at my birthday bbq in january.
An example of Ava's daily mess routine ;)
Edited to make me look less zombie.
Fun outside. I had to put this up because Ava looks gorgeous and I don't have any other shots of her on my laptop.
Ava has ruined my nose. I spoke to my dr about it because I went from having a perfectly functioning nose to having a deviated septum. The dr informed me that it would need surgery to be fixed and they may need to rebreak it. Sounds great. One too many headbutts to the nose will do that. Oh and she also smacked me in the face with a piece of wood once. :D
I'll make another post soon. I might try and get her to bed again.
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| I find it odd when people post jokes on forums, only they post the joke as though it actually happened to them.
Do they do it intentionally? Methinks sometimes they do and sometimes they don't.
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| What was that whore game we used to play online? You could get breast implants for your whores and had to take them to the dr regularly...
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| I finished my baby fairy/pixie creature today. I had been waiting on wings (feathers).
I'm pretty stoked with how she turned out. :)
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