Something about this weather just makes me want to sit on my rumpus and not move a muscle. If it weren't for the kids I'd be napping. My littlest one is down for her afternoon nap but I can't bring myself to leave the older 2 running wild in the house without supervision. It would mean more work later. Leaving them alone would cancel the benefits of the nap hee-hee. I finished a pair of wool longies for my little girl. I've finally got a pattern that fits her. They're a little short in the rise but that's easily adjusted. Aside from that I think I need 2 more rows of ribbing at the waist to make them fold over properly and that's about all the adjustment they need. I'm so pleased to have created something useful. Next task is to create some for the new baby! Wee! I think they'll be fun. Longies for a baby who is less than 8 pounds ought to be easy enough. I am on the hunt for the most special homecoming outfit I can find. I want it either me-made or wahm-made and I want everyone to go "oh, look at the cute baby in the cutest outfit ever" the whole way through the hospital. If this is going to be my last baby (and it IS going to be my last baby) then I'm doing it right, lol. I'm thinking of using cloth at the hospital too, just to be different, lol. We use prefolds from a diaper service for Zellie-Bellie now, will probably continue that with the new one. I think the nurses would find it fun for me to insist on cloth for the baby, and maybe cloth for me. I can just see the scene in my head. It gives me great pleasure to know I'll get some looks. I'm somewhat sick in that respect, lol. I think it would be totally fun to send the baby to the nursery with a long explanation of how to cloth diaper a newborn. Hee-hee. Then I'd follow the baby to the nursery and hide and watch. They'd probably give the baby formula just to get back at me. Or eye drops, they'd do them just for spite. Oh, it just dawned on me that we'll be battling the circumcision issue again. I felt like I had to watch Finn like a mama bear so as to not accidentally approve a circ at 2 am when they shove papers at you to sign. Gee, do I find the pushy nurses or what???
Aside from those things running through my head I am wondering what's for dinner. I was planning hot dogs and tater tots and some sort of vegetable. Now that just sounds disgusting. Then again, pretty much everything sounds icky except for expensive steak and dinner out someplace. I'd eat anything if I didn't have to cook it. Unfortunately eating out isn't in the cards. When you get money from the government (well, dh's GI Bill, not government assistance but we're still at the mercy of the government banking system) and there are holidays involved you never know when you'll get your money. It's usually here by now, but we're scrimping until it arrives. Ah, I love living paycheck to paycheck.
On a different note, why does 68 feel perfect in the summer but COLD in the winter? I keep turning up the thermostat, then turning down the thermostat. Up, down, up, down. It's like my temperature threshold is a whole degree. Deviate from that degree and I'm either burning up or freezing my patoot off. Just when it feels right in here the sun peeks out and warms things up, just a little bit, but it's enough. By the time I've turned the thermostat down and gotten things right again, there goes the sun and the temp drops and I'm freezing. It's some sick game my house and mother nature is playing on me, I swear.
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