Caught up

Kitchens, Sleep, Medical, and Poetry

I think I'm caught up on most of my online reading, except newsgroups, because they take too long, dammit - so I can post a little about how we're catching up in real life.

Kitchens

Rob and his father put in a new kitchen while Linnea and I were out of the way. It's lovely - the counters are larger and the cupboards aren't disintegrating and the bit where I put my foot through a shelf when I had a back labour pain is gone (It was propped up on bricks). The room looks larger, too. The only downside is that I need to acquire a new dish-drainer, but that's ok.

Sleep

Linnea is catching up on all the sleep she missed while we were away - she had almost 12 hours last night and her nap has been two hours and forty minutes long so far. She only fed once after bedtime last night, too, at five am, though she did come into our bed pretty early. We're going with the flow until after CCDE, and then we'll have a look at logging her sleep patterns and seeing whether we want to make things simpler for us poor exhausted parents. I'm pretty sure it's exhaustion that has her sleeping so much today.

Medical

I have my appointment for my pre-op for this exam I'm having under general anaesthetic. I have a GP appointment to get a referral to a gynaecologist, for which I will dig through old journal entries and draw up a list of symptoms. And I have a dental appointment for a checkup - I must remember to mention that my wisdom teeth were hurting a lot while I was on holiday. I wish I could remember which ones hurt most.

Poetry

I am seriously considering publishing the Linnea Pomes in a collection of $smallnumber for the gift market. I just need to choose which poems and which publisher to try. It would help an awful lot if all y'all could let me know what your favourite 1,3 or 5 poems are. There are nearly 80 poems in total - that's a lot to choose from. The best guide is probably which ones you can remember a bit about without checking, I suppose... whatever you like.

My mother and my-sister-with-kids both like them. And so do my foster-family. I really think I'm on to something here - I think I made something good. I feel scared and excited and proud, and I really do want to go the final step and try to get published. I've never done this before.

Help?

Recent observations

This evening:
A: Are you drowning my baby?
R: No, she's doing it quite effectively by herself.

Overheard in a queue for ferry check-in on Saturday morning:
Are there any fucken muslims here?
I was deligh'e' when they shot that fella yesterday.
They should bomb the fucken mosque, that's be a pleasant change.

Seen, not overheard, on the ferry on Saturday: A woman pouring Coke (Coca-Cola) from a labelled bottle into a toddler's bottle, the kind with a teat, like for drinking formula or milk.