the poster from a long time ago.

so on wordpress, they have this little section that lists links to your site (yay lists!) and there was this one I noticed today and I clicked it on it and guess what I saw? The Poster! THE POSTER! I used to have it on my dorm room wall and I loved it and who the frank knows what happened to it. I never could remember what it was called or anything but thanks to the lovely internet and lovely wordpress and lovely links I know now. I am very happy. So I thank you Flip, thank you thank you, for having that poster and telling us all about it and just being all-around fab.

How cool that it’s called between the gaps in the memory. I love it!

Oh and by the way, you should all be thrilled to know that Ryland is finally, FINALLY, sleeping through the night. It took almost a year, but we did it. We can lay him down in his crib, awake, and he’ll go to sleep on his own, whereas before it was usually a big production of bouncing and walking and nursing and cajoling, and it was hit or miss, and he’d still manage to wake up 1, 2, 3 or more times a night, looking for comfort (mostly in the form of a breast). So it’s nice. But at the same time, I feel sad. You know, that whole letting go stuff. I can’t keep Ryland a baby no matter how hard I try. Every new stage and milestone is fascinating and fun and sweet, but I still get sad and nostalgic over that which is now over. I can’t help it. I love where we are now, but I miss where we used to be. I guess that’s what makes life so interesting.

Now that we have him adjusted to this new sleeping routine, it will all be turned upside down soon when we move and are living in a new house. Poor guy.

Speaking of moving, I have boxes and packing materials and piles of crap EVERYWHERE in my house and it is way beyond even my sickeningly high tolerance of mess. And instead of doing something productive tonight, I managed to play some more Katamari, read some stuff on the internet, sort through Ryland’s pictures, post here, and a million other useless activities.

But anyone who knows me will tell you that I’m nothing if not a wait-until-the-absolute-possible-last-minute kind of girl. This is how I know I will live a very long time. For every day that I’m due to die, I’ll say “eh, I’ll get to it tomorrow…”

And as anyone who knows me will tell you, I am very good under pressure. I work much better when I have two seconds left to finish something then when I have three weeks. It’s true.

Also: we cut Ryland’s hair finally. Well Tiffany mostly did and she made it look quite lovely, until I took control of the scissors and totally mangled the front, where his “bangs” are…or should be anyway. The most important part! christ in a bucket. I am such an ass. She soooo shouldn’t have let me have those damn instruments of destruction.

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