it's that time again

Another Friday night and here is the faithful Di, plugging away at her course and dreaming of a day, two and half weeks from now, when she will be be finished.

Of course, then I will have all this free time on my hands and not know what to do with it... but I'm sure I'll find something...

Seven items for seven days since I last wrote:

1) Terrace: M had to work in Terrace this week and even though I had a cold I went with him anyways. Either I could sit at home and infect Anneka or I sit in the comfy truck for the three hours there and back and spend time with my husband. Since I'm working on my course, we don't get to spend a lot of time during the week together, so this was a good chance. Anneka had fun with her Auntie Carrie, who took lots of cute pictures.

2) Sick: I paid for this on Wednesday. I spent most of the day in bed. Anneka has not caught my cold just yet for which I am thankful.

3) London: The new book I'm reading by Edward Rutherford. It's one of those epic historical novels, 829 pages, not for the faint-hearted or those who don't like to read. Delectable food my history-loving soul. It covers from about 54 AD to the present; sweeping yet satisfactorily detailed.

4)Snow: Yes, there was snow on the ground when I woke up this morning. In April. Spring needs a good swift kick to tell her to get moving. Enough already.

5) Chicago: Or should I say Schererville. Next month my brother-in-law is getting and the whole family is gathering down in Schererville, a suburb of the windy city. We're all getting excited. A fabulous new sister-in-law is joining the family. And we get to go shopping. Outlets here I come.

6) Typing test: I should have put this one first, since it happened the earliest. On Monday I finished the typing course I had been taking along with my transcription course. It was kind of a waste of time and money, but I need a 60 nwpm grade on my transcript. I did get faster at typing; I think my fastest was about a 79. However, it didn't seem like I made less mistakes. Oh well. I passed. Which is the main thing. Now I only have two more courses to go before the week of May.

7)Medical word of the week: Hilum, pl. hila: a depression or slit-like opening through which nerves, ducts, or blood vessels enter and leave in an organ or a gland.

checking out, checking in, checking out...again...

And just when I thought things had finally settled down after the trauma on babies that is called "Daylight Savings time" we have a day like today where GAS is the monster in my baby's bowels. We had been doing SO SPLENDIDLY for so many weeks, having a good nap in the morning, eating, playing up a storm (the energy and length of time she spends kicking and waving her little arms could light up our house), then having another good nap in the afternoon... to today. She only slept for 40 minutes before waking up wailing. I usually just go in there, pop the soother in, and we're good to go. I can have my coffee, fold some laundry, watch the cooking channel...

Not today.

Not that I don't like spending time cuddling with Anneka, but there's this little thing that I'm doing called school and I need to get it done a week earlier because of my parents' 40th anniversary.

Not that I'm crazy enough, being a new mom and working on a course at the same time... sometimes I feel like I need a trip to the spa for the mind...

Anyways, on top of that, we decided, in our infinite wisdom, to start Anneka sleeping through the night. I am enjoying the sleep deprivation that comes from getting up three times a night to comfort a wailing child...

So today, when I tried for an hour to comfort her and she refused to be comforted, peace was no more.

So when M comes home and heads for the computer to check who's winning his "Risk" game on Facebook and totally ignores my whines for understanding (IS ASKING FOR A HUG TOO MUCH?)... I lost it... I feel like I'm needing all those medications the doctors who I transcribe for talk about...

Well enough of the rant... I guess some days you just need more sleep to deal with the various adventures life hurls at you...


Did I mention that I have a bad cold?