Well, so much for daily. A two week trip back East really threw me off my blogging game. I've been feeling a wee bit disorganized and a huge bit anxious about money lately. There's nothing like being pregnant and unemployed. Nothing. So anyway, here's what's happened in the last month:
A two week trip to New England with two very cranky kids. We were supposed to go to NY, also, but the kids just weren't going to handle that well, so we changed our plans and stayed in Massachusetts. I managed to fall and hurt myself, pretty badly banging up my elbow and my face. When I heard my front tooth hit the brick I thought for sure I'd lost a tooth, but luckily it held up OK. Then, about a week later, I put my elbow through a pane of glass in a moment of pure idiocy. Everyone got sick. But we still had a good time. My cousin's wedding was a smashing success, and, as the official photographer, I think I did a good job. The prints await me at the photo lab...I'm afraid to look. What if they're bad? What if I suck? Oh, and a new addition to the family -- Amelia Ruby was born on September 8th. I'm a Great Aunt! Really great!
Back home. Hamish did quite well at the kennel for the 2 weeks we were gone. And chickendog lost some weight and was trim and spry. We were glad to be back, and to see the doggies.
My neighbors across the street moved to Oklahoma and took the last two remaining kittens from the litter with them, so now I'm back down to 2 cats from an all time high of 7. What a relief!
I've been working on my new career -- drafting a mission statement and a business plan. Flyers are up all over Austin advertising my services. Of course there's little I'll be able to do with a newborn, but it feels good to get some work done. I have beautiful new business cards, too! Time to network.
Reading: The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy. About to read: The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen which is FINALLY out in paperback.
Watching: Rented The Talented Mr. Ripley on Saturday night. Good movie, really, although Gwyneth Paltrow always makes me want to gag. The Sopranos are BACK. My Sunday nights are full. I'm watching Six Feet Under too, of course. That's the best two hours of entertainment in my week.
Oh, and I lost some more of my back molar, so it's time to bite the bullet, so to speak, and go to the dentist. Appointment is for Wednesday. I have serious dental-phobia, so I'm mildly terrified.