Random stuff

On Super Tuesday: Doesn't apply to me; VA's primary is Feb. 12th. I will say that Obama's campaign seems pretty confident about how he will do today - we've had several Obama commercials on local tv this past week, all reminding us that our primary is the twelveth and please vote for him then. Aside from this interesting note, not really caring about the news coverage until they have something like concrete results to report.

Note to local and national news media: if the number of precincts reporting is in the single digits, you don't have anything interesting to report yet. You most certainly don't have grounds to toss about phrases like "So-and-so has momentum" or "We're calling the race for So-and-so", as you have done in previous years. Kindly act like real journalists this year.

On domesticity: I swear to Kami-sama, Belldandy *must* have have some kind of experience as posited in davner's fic Wrath. I've spent an hour puttering around the kitchen doing various domestic tasks, much like Belldandy does every single day, and I cannot for the life of me understand how she finds this sort of thing so terribly fullfilling and downright fun. (Yes, I know, she's fictional. Stop wondering how Joel ate and breathed, Sethra-chan.) I don't particularly mind doing the chores, since my family needs taking care of, and as a SAHM I have more free time (theoretically) to do these things. I just totally fail to grok the mindset that enjoys this. ::boggle::


On Mark's progress: There's plenty to relate, but I've got more stuff to finish before he wakes up from his nap. Short version is, he's having his first dental appt. on the 20th. There was an odd black mark on his gums, which when brushed oozed brown and then reddish fluid, that had me concerned. Dav's internet search told us it was probably just a bruise on the gums produced by Mark teething too hard on an object on that side. It also told us that the first recommended dental appt. should take place six months after the first tooth emerges. ^_^; So, dental appt for the boy. That'll be.... interesting...

And for me too. I haven't been to a dentist since I had all four of my wisdom teeth extracted back in Omaha. That was .... close to four years ago... Hai, hai, I'm terrible. The wisdom teeth episode was sufficiently awful that I've spent the last few springs coming up with increasingly lame excuses why I shouldn't get a checkup. Dav took the opportunity of Mark's appt. to lovingly badger me into getting my own teeth looked at. >_< Gah. *My* appt. is on Valentine's Day. Dav is taking the day off so he can watch Mark for me, and the office happens to be in walking distance. Please, God, maybe there mot be anything seriously wrong with my teeth this time...

Got to do laundry. Later.

February no baka.....

Pardon the fangirl Japanese.

Sigh. Once upon a time, when davner led a more dreary and, let's face it, a more-lacking-in-me life, he had this theory that the month of February was out to get him. Everything horrible seemed more likely to happen to him in February, to the point where he threatened to make an anti-February bunker and hide til the month was over. (Stocked liberally with hentai and Smirnoff ice, I have no doubt. ^_- )

He's since renounced this theory, in no small part I think because our first date was February 8th, 2003.

I, after today, may revive the practice. >_<

Spent a large chunk of Mark's nap time tidying the kitchen. I had it looking quite spiffy, if I do say so myself. Then I started some laundry, and a while after that Mark woke up.

When load two was in the spin cycle, I heard Mark squealing. "Mommy, a mean old chair sucked me into its legs, much like Old Man Willow gobbled up the hobbits. Make it stooopppppp!" was the rough translation. Extricated one toddler from one fearsome dinette chair.

Heard splashing. Turned to see the kitchen sink, to which the portable washing machine was attached, was overflowing. (Had a brief flashback to that Girl Genius comic involving Bill Heterodyne's Ocean In A Bottle. "What's that?" "Truth in advertising!") Water across the counters on either side, water all over the floor....Leapt for the garbage disposal switch, in hopes it would help speed up the drainage. Thank God it worked. >_<;;;

Removed protesting toddler from the puddles he was avidly attempting to splash in (and lick up! >_< stopped him in time though) and tossed him in the playpen so I could clean up. Much swearing from me and tantrumming from the playpen ensued.

Wrote an irate/despondent email to Dav and then started putting things back where they belonged. Didn't get very far before Dav called to check on me. He asked a few questions, calmed me down, and then had to get back to work.

I went back into the kitchen for something or other, and noticed water dripping from under the door to the cabinet beneath the sink.

Said door does not close tight. (We have a baby gate in the kitchen doorway to keep Mark out of there.) Water evidently splashed through the gap between door and cabinet on its way to the kitchen floor, soaking the contents to a quarter inch up.

Joy. Such joy.

Got all *that* cleaned up, but the wood on the bottom of the cabinet is still dampish, so I can't put the stuff back in there, or tidy up the other counters, which never got put back to normal after the flood because of the cabinet clean-up.


I sent a second email to my beloved husband requesting and requiring he bring home strawberry cheesecake flavor ice cream or perhaps pie.



Next week I go to the dentist for the first time in four years.

Week after that, Mark gets his first dental visit.



February no baka. I'm glad we're celebrating our anniversary this Friday, because otherwise I'd say let's just skip straight to March and ignore this month altogether.