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BrachiatingBaby: The word you are looking for is "Congratulations!"
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Friday, September 7, 2012. The word you are looking for is "Congratulations! It hasn't left much time for blogging. It's not that the last year hasn't had some major blogworthy developments (bumps in the road and the like), but they have come along and I've been doing overall very well with them. I just haven't had the motivation, for a lot of reasons, to write about it all. Or, rather, I've had a lot of motivation not to. Part 1: The Scoop. The looks I've gotten after telling various people this have va...
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BrachiatingBaby: Learning to swim
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Saturday, August 27, 2011. From a cloudless blue sky. Into the blue black sea. Finally treading, then swimming. To a refuge; a raft. Still tossed in the swells. Soaked in the spray,. Every rise and fall. A twist in the gut. That now is my home. The crash of the waves. Now sing me to sleep. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jes and Elliot ( 1) - you found us! The end of a long road. I did something yesterday. Spend more, save more? Live more, Document less. Why yes, it has been a while!
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BrachiatingBaby: May 2011
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Thursday, May 5, 2011. On our way to school yesterday, I gave Elliot a book to look at in the car. He sat in the back seat pointing to pictures and naming them, then, looked thoughtfully at the book. B - B - B - Book." he said. Then "B - B - B - Bee! This is the first time he's actually figured out a letter phonetically, so I was pretty excited. "Yes! I said. "Book starts with 'b'. B - O - O - K. Book.". He looked at me skeptically. "No. That's not enough 'o's." he said, very seriously. He read the forwa...
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BrachiatingBaby: August 2011
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Tuesday, August 30, 2011. The end of a long road. Or maybe the beginning. I burned a little midnight oir (or 4am oil) last night and finally finished writing the pattern for Taj Mahal. I'd finished the final knit a few weeks ago, and had been trying to motivate myself to take those last steps to finish off this project. what did it? The fact that I really, really need to clean the house. So naturally I got right to work on pattern writing ;). Saturday, August 27, 2011. From a cloudless blue sky. He'd rem...
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BrachiatingBaby: October 2011
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Thursday, October 13, 2011. Right about now, four years ago, I was sitting in the basement making yarn when my water broke. Karl was upstairs getting ready for a marathon grading session - papers all over the dining room table, gradebook open, determination on his face. Never had he been presented with a better alibi for procrastination. We thought for sure we'd meet our baby that day, but stubborn and slow (like um, one of his parents), he waited till after midnight to appear. Happy early birthday, boo.
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BrachiatingBaby: March 2011
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Thursday, March 31, 2011. Everything was original, once. Elliot and I, as other people. Tangential to the post, or maybe total non-sequitor. So often it is said that there is nothing new under the sun. The thing is, it hasn't always been said, only quite frequently since it was first said. So once, it was new, under the sun. Or perhaps the moon, if they first said it at night. Anyway, the point? I was reading this. Maybe I need to let myself steal more. If there was anything I learned from Karl's pas...
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BrachiatingBaby: The end of a long road
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Tuesday, August 30, 2011. The end of a long road. Or maybe the beginning. I burned a little midnight oir (or 4am oil) last night and finally finished writing the pattern for Taj Mahal. I'd finished the final knit a few weeks ago, and had been trying to motivate myself to take those last steps to finish off this project. what did it? The fact that I really, really need to clean the house. So naturally I got right to work on pattern writing ;). This shawl is lovely! August 31, 2011 at 7:16 AM.
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BrachiatingBaby: April 2011
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Saturday, April 23, 2011. The poison ivy is sprouting on my lower lip. Note to self: stop chewing on the plants. But I have chocolate, and I'm not afraid to eat it. All will be well. Friday, April 22, 2011. Not My Best Day. Actually, the day was fine. The evening? Not so good, so far. But not before he got covered in mud, which he tracked on the pee spattered floors. So now the house, a mess already, is just awful, and to top it off I can't find my mop bucket or the spray cleaner for the wood floors.
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BrachiatingBaby: September 2011
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Friday, September 23, 2011. A day five years ago led to today. At least the sheep are still here. Saturday, September 10, 2011. Shot, in a good way? With Elliot, um, assisting, we had a lot of photos like this:. But we also managed to get a few pics with the shawl as the main focus:. After 120 shots or so, I let Amber get back to her regular Saturday, and took a few more detail shots just for the record:. More images up on Flickr, and soon the pattern will be up on Ravelry as well. Shot, in a good way?
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BrachiatingBaby: February 2011
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Friday, February 11, 2011. So it has been a while, huh? I still don't have a computer, and I have found it both. Freeing and isolating at the same time. In theory there. Is a check on it's way from the insurance today and soon I will. Be back to my old habits, but for now I will fill you in on the new. I have been sad. A lot. Partly I think it is the weather, partly my. Own ineffective efforts at being more social. Partly, and it is a big. And who still haunt the landscape of my sleep. I only know her in...
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