Ry time! Also, I talk about my period…

By Christa 18 April, 2005 best of loafe, vol 1, ry pics

I’ve got some new photos of Ryland up and of course they are crazy cute.
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It had to happen. Sooner or later it had to happen. And for me, it was April 6th, 2005. I am talking of course about menstruation. Since November of 2003, I’ve been rag-free. That’s a long time, my friends. I’ve tasted freedom and I liked it.

Now I’ve got to join the stupid world of the bleeding vaginas again and I’m not happy about it. sigh. I enjoyed not buying tampons or ruining underwear or dealing with cramps and avoiding that overall general sense of blahness every month.

But I’m nothing if not a silver-lining kind of girl. I was worried as all hell that I would have to start buying the super big, crazy absorbency tampons just to keep them in (because I’ve heard from other mothers about how after giving birth, some women can’t even USE tampons anymore. Funny how pushing frighteningly large objects through that teeny tiny vagina area stretches things out a bit) but the regular size that I used pre-pregnancy was all I needed. I filled them up a bit quicker, but the fit was fine. In fact, the super big ones were too big. Whew. I don’t know why this makes me feel better, but it does and I’ll take every little bit I can get.

I think I’m going to ask my iMac to marry me. He’s the prettiest boy I’ve ever dated. Okay, I know that my computer isn’t a boy and I know that we’re not dating, but I have dreams too you know and if a man can marry another man and a woman can marry another woman, then why can’t I marry my computer? why?

why?

We’re back.

By Christa 15 April, 2005 random

Ry and I are back in Tucson now. It’s starting to get hot already. ugh. Thank the world for air conditioning.

Last year at this time I was getting ready to go to Coachella. I am sad not to be going this year, but I have neither the money, the time nor the chance, what with the baby and all.

Speaking of baby, this kid of mine is a hell monster. He’s quite the crawler now and he’s added to his repertoire climbing and pulling himself up to standing positions. Everything is a potential tool for him. He wants to stand against anything he can find: me, the couch, chairs, boxes, his car seat, his crib, the wall, doors, the TV stand, his toys, whatever. It’s very cute and it makes me very proud, BUT it makes me crazy too. He’s always slipping or falling or pulling stuff down. So far the damage has been minimal. I suppose it’s the natural order of things: he needs to explore and learn and toughen up and I need to accept his increasing independence and the accompanying bumps, bruises and scratches.

It’s a lot of fun though. This age is so great (he’s 8 months on the 19th). He’s extra cute, he’s interactive, he’s silly, he laughs all the time, he babbles and talks. He absolutely LOVES little kids. He is definitely a bit of a mama’s boy (but really, aren’t they all?) He eats baby food regularly and he’s learning to drink from his own sippy cup. He doesn’t need me to be holding him constantly or playing with him all the time, because he’s able to entertain himself and find new things to play with and figure out. Much of the time he doesn’t want anything to do with me, I hinder his exploration or something. But I have to make sure I always have eyes on the back of my head, because he can get himself into trouble faster than I can blink.

His nickname is “Little Shit” right now. I call him that in both English and German (the only german I know roughly translates into little shit-head). I mean it in the most affectionate way possible.

I saw Gina in DC. It was awesome. Gina is awesome. Her baby is awesome. Her DJ boyfriend is awesome. Her ass is awesome.

My newest addiction: orange cream slushes from Sonic. I could lose myself forever in its orangey creamy slushy goodness.

adios muchachas

By Christa 29 March, 2005 random

I leave for DC in the morning and I’ll be gone for two weeks. I doubt I’ll have the opportunity to write while I’m gone, so you’ll all have to read old loafe entries for your christa fix.

I realized that my very old loafe entries are not accessible. My old entry system used a PHP system set up by a friend and my new entry system (wordpress) uses PHP, so some sort of conflict is happening there. I hope those old entries haven’t been destroyed, that would suck.

Anyway.

See you in two weeks!