MMM, laundry!

I love the way my clothes smell after I hang them out on the line to dry. I wish it wasn't going to get so much colder so quickly, or else I would just say fuck the dryer and keep hanging things out forever.

If you can't tell, today we're doing laundry.

We gotta get everything picked up and put away and sorted out in our room so we can get the baby stuff moved in here from our storage shed in the backyard. Then I can finally order my diapers off the internet since I'll have someplace to, you know, put them.

Today is a mundane Saturday, just a lazy day off with Daddy. He has the day off work today so I think I will take at least a half day. We have to take BFF to town so she can see her ex about some bill-stuff and we'll go have a nice lunch and maybe wander the craft store or the book store or something while we're out. Then home, and maybe our laundry will be dried and ready to put up, and I can hang out with Daddy and work a little bit.

Hooray for lazy days with yummy laundry.

Renovations

My walls and stuff are getting knocked down and moved this weekend.

It started this morning, and it's going on through the next couple days.

We moved in here and immediately knew we really wanted the garage conversion as our bedroom. It's huge, it's painted four different colors (two blue shades, one green, and one purple wall) and it's way massive. Our closet shares it's back wall with the utility access area circuit breaker room thingybob. It's only get-to-able from the outside, and has an outside door. So we decided to knock down the closet wall, and take over the utility room as well. And then we realized just how BIG the attic is, which you can get to from the utility room, and decided to take that space over too. (We are Germany, minus the nazi part. We take over and conquer and assimilate all neighboring spaces. HA HA HA!!!!)

So. When all is said and done, there will be a big ass bedroom here, with a private entrance, as well as a loft in the attic for me to work in. That'll be nice.

In the meantime? Dust. Disorder. Various power tools. Master on an ego trip. ("See my saw? Look how big it is!" *revs saw* "This thing is HUGE!" Yes, Daddy. Your saw is very, very, very big.)

Good times are being had by all. If it's done I'll post pics for Random Picture Sunday.

Deep, profound thoughts . . .

. . . twitter style.

*Master's mom is trying to get ahold of him, presumably to come down for the birth of what is likely to be her only grandchild, and what is definitely her first. It's in Master's court about what to do, though I confess I'm not exactly REMINDING him to call her. Le sigh. On one hand, it's her first grandbaby. OTOH, I really, really dislike her. A lot. Grr.

*I'm feeling very hermit-y right now, more so than normal, even. I don't really leave my room except to go cook or go to the bathroom. And I don't really mind. I haven't had adult conversation apart from Daddy or the internet in days and it's honestly not bothering me a bit. Maybe it's nesting time and I'm settling in for the baby.

*I'm working so. freaking. much. I mean, on one hand, I am making amazing money. OTOH, I'm doing MEGA hours. I log in when Daddy goes to his day job (around noon) and log out for dinner and Master time when he gets home (around 6:30). Then he goes to his delivery gig at night and I log back in (around 9) and stay on til he gets home (2-5 AM). It's setting us up really well with a big cushion for my post-baby maternity leave time, but I'm starting to wear out. Oh well. Only a couple more weeks left, anyhow.

*My nano novel is going great. I'm a little behind, but not too terribly far. Just a day or so. It looks like I'll win this year. Hoo-ah!

*BFF's dryer, is, well, full of fail. It was full of fail when we moved it from her old house to mine, but now it refuses to work and we are using a clothesline. Which I adore, myself, but it's gonna get too cold. So I need to go get a new dryer this week. Super, super, super lame.

*Time for OAMC again. I got chicken, pork, and ground beef this time. Looks like the last one before baby. Gosh, it's all getting so close!

Not getting beaten is boring

Every now and then the idea of having a vanilla relationship crosses my mind. You know, no morning whacks on the ass, no night-time choking and hair pulling before bed.

Well, now that I am officially too far along to play with, I can successfully cross that off my list. I will never wonder about it again. It sucks, sucks, sucks, sucks. Argh.

Sometimes I feel like things are too "normal" and too vanilla and start gently (or, at times, not so gently) needling Daddy to beat me. Acting up, being mouthy, being a brat, hoping to get punished. It's not til you take away all the little things he does, all the random smacking and slapping and choking and wrist-pinning, that I realize how very not-normal my life is.

Six months from now, when I'm whining about not being beaten enough, please direct me back to this post. Argh, I am so frustrated!

Back to the grind

Yesterday I ended up pretty much taking off. BFF finally got a hold of the girl that was going to give her a bed and we all worked out when would be good to go get it, so off we went. We also had to run around getting firewire cables, and then some friends came over, and we all went out to dinner, and then we painted my tummy and took some pictures, and then Daddy had to go to work and I went to sleep.

My midwife cancelled my appointment today so I can work for the day instead of spending it out and about. I clipped my coupons from yesterday's paper and now I'm signed in and waiting on shows. So exciting, eh?

I wish I could say that there was awesome beating and fucking and scening going on, but I am just getting too far along for that. I only have about six weeks left (!) and it's not really advisable for me to be doing that sort of thing too much. So I suppose my celibate period is about to begin. Daddy's still using my mouth and such, and he still gets me off with his hands or my tiny bullet vibe, but I really, really, really don't want to go into labor early. Still too much to do around here!

Yesterday was awesome!

Well, yesterday Daddy and I got up and about to take Prince (my puppy) to get groomed. He was so matted and nasty it took the lady almost four hours. Poor baby! But now he looks and smells awesome, and he got his teeth brushed and nails done and a festive bandanna and everything. :)

Master and I then went to the camera/camcorder store looking for me a new camcorder for work, to make videos with and to use as my webcam. I found a kickass deal on the one we've been wanting to get for a while - about half off! So we bit the bullet and bought it. I know it'll pay for itself but it was still a big investment. But I've started my own site, since the one I work for is being so glitchy lately. I'm targeting to launch it after baby, like, around March, and I really need to have lots of content. So, well, there's another good excuse for Daddy to tie me up and play with me and make videos of it. Whoo hoo! I love my job.

When we went to Best Buy to get the tiny cable-y bits for it, we walked by the digital camera section and, like I have for about six months, I picked up and played with the little handheld digital camera that I've been eyeing. I really want one that is small and uncomplicated to take snaps with of the dog and the kitties and the baby. Turns out Daddy had been secretly hiding moneys in his wallet for my christmas present and he got it for me. *awwww* I love him. He's so thoughtful.

So I got my christmas present early. And I used it. A million point seven times. SO MANY PICTURES! The dog is more patient than the cats, so here you go, a groomed puppy!
































I may end up starting a new feature here so I have an excuse for my new hobby with my tiny camera. Random Picture Sundays!

Good tidings and such

So, we spent a good hour this morning trying to resolve the whole dog - issue. I can't keep taking off work - I took off two days in a row, which is a big deal right now, like $2-500 that I really need - and worked with the dogs.

They have a sort of truce going on. I still don't think they should be unsupervised, for a little while, but it went better than expected. We mostly just had to let BFF's dog tire itself out in a kennel in the back yard and do some dog-on-leash things after he calmed down. They aren't buddies, or anything, and my doggie is still kinda skittish around him, but I don't think they're going to rip each other to pieces any more, as long as we feed them separately, which we need to do anyways, cause my dog doesn't like the kitties crowding him when he's eating. As long as there's no food in the equation we're gonna be okay I think.

As far as the baby goes, we'll just have to wait and see. I'm sure a lot of my concern is my mama-bear instincts. I feel really protective of my girl already. *shrugs* Not a bad thing or a good thing, I suppose, just a thing.

I'm working now though (well, I'm logged in and playing farmville on facebook, same difference, lol) and Daddy's hanging out in the living room with my doggie and our kitties and everything is going smooth. Hooray!