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Saturday, December 26th, 2009
wily_one24	11:12p	Post Christmas Haze... Sorry guys, very few photos this year. I'm actually disappointed. I'm sure I will have a whole bunch of photos of him PLAYING with his exhaustive haul, but apparently there was no time to take any on Christmas day. I'm just about dead on my feet. And that is almost literal. I'll just give you the highlights... I eventually got to bed at 4:00am. James woke us up at about 8:30am. Well, he woke me up. Daddy Grinch refused to get up and went back to sleep. So James and Mummy got up to check out the tree and see if Santa had come. Only, James didn't seem to be interested much, until I'd changed him and gotten him a banana and ONLY THEN did he perk up at the idea of presents. We raced to the tree and he was very excited to see the soccer goals, immediately pulling one out and kicking the ball into it (strange, how even a toddler manages to figure out that if he plays on his size he can put the ball down verrrrrrry close to the goals and ensure getting it every time. 'come back a bit, James, give yourself a challenge'. He missed once, shrugged, and continued placing the ball about one inch from the goals... I'm gonna have to work on him there). It was a struggle to get him to concentrate on much else. We looked at the ring toss and the bath table, then went through the stocking. "Clothes? You expect me to stop playing for clothes? Puh-lease, what do you take me fo... oh, WOW, is that a WIGGLES T-SHIRT?!?!??!?!?!" Strangely enough, though, he didn't want to open the wrapped presents. He kept giving them back to me. "Mummy presents.". "No, they're presents for James. You open them.". "For mummy!". "You want mummy to have some presents?". "Yes." "But, these ones are for James. Mummy can't open her presents until Daddy wakes up." *pause* "DADDY! WAKE UP, DADDY!" *runs into bedroom, jumps on Daddy* Mummy: "Heeee. I love that kid." As for myself, I hauled in quite a bit. I got some very lovely pandora charms for my bracelet from Anthony (from having one charm for seven months, I have received seven new ones in the space of a week!), the Office season four, Scrubs season 8, Harry Potter 7 on Blue Ray (from James) and Dollhouse, two Lucie Thorne CDs, a shirt, some chocolate, some cash, a voucher (from various). Anthony hauled in Guitar Hero World Tour (combined from me and kris kringle), an AFI tshirt and X-files S3 (from James) and various other cashes and chocolates. All in all, a good day's commercial haul. As I put the finishing touches on the baking and the food, James was out in the front yard playing with his new soccer goals and automated bubble gun and what have you. The steet was literally packed iwth kids and parents playing with new xmas stuff (oh, god, it was almost like olden days, I loved it). This poor beleaugered mother was helping her daughter with an obviously new pair of roller skates. The kid was moving at about one foot every ten minutes, scared shitless and unable to roll. We say merry christmas and the like and she looks at James with his soccer goals and asks him if that's what Santa bought him and then looks up at me "We should have got the same thing". I had to laugh, it was funny. There were a few cranky-tired-spoiled-boy tantrums at Nanny's christmas lunch, but mostly it all went well. Auntie Alle made the most gorgeous croquenbush (Anthony: "Who wants to eat cock and bush?" Jacqui: *slap*). Nanny made cocktails for the ladies (Japanese Slippers and Melon Balls) and managed to set all three of us absolutely pucking fissed ("Seriously, Mum, what are these? 98% alcohol and 2% juice?"). After the first drink, us girls learned to add at least half a glass more of juice to the drinks my mother poured, because without it we all would have been passed out by dessert. I am not kidding, I was dizzy after the first few mouthfuls and if you think I'm being dramatic, my sister said the same thing and she is a self-confessed expert at keeping down her alcohol. We had fun. We left mum's at about 4:30, did one trip home to unload all the toys and then drove to my sister in law's house. James fell asleep in the car for about ten minutes, but woke up when we got there. A ten minute nap for the entire day? Awesome! But, mostly, the dinner went well, too. Everyone had fun, the food was nice, the kids all got spoiled (omg, the noise! the noise!) and there were a few, but manageable tantrums. There was one downside to the day... and that is that somehow, somewhere, James has picked up one of the biggest case of runs you have ever seen. He wasn't too bad on the actual Christmas day, but today (boxing day) it was a lot worse, because his poor little behind is beginning to feel it and despite repeated bathings and keeping the area clean and dry, he is getting a pretty horrific, raw looking nappy rash. And he fights me changing him now, squirming away "No mummy! Mummmy! No! No! Mummmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" That? Right there? The sound of my heart breaking. How do you tell your frightened, in pain, screaming, begging and pleading son you have to do it for his own good? Damn it. We usually have a pretty big boxing day, a friend of my family's usually has a big BBQ and we all go and it's tradition and I was looking forward to seeing these people i haven't seen for a long time... but it was cancelled for a reason I'm not too sure of (to be rescheduled at some later date), but am heartily grateful for, because James is not well and Anthony and I are just exhausted. I think I have a touch of whatever James has picked up, but in a different way, because I have literally done nothing but sleep today. I can barely move. It's awful. I have also been busy unwrapping, de-boxing and de-packagising all his new things. That shit is packed up tighter than fort knox, I tell you what. Who packs toddler toys? The amount of screws and twist ties and plastic security things, my god, people. I *know* why our environment is dying! FISHER PRICE! That's why! Anyways, hope your day was a good one, be merry no matter what happens, okay? And big holiday hugs to each and every one of you. Current Mood: content (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, December 25th, 2009
empty_marrow	3:55p	Merry Christmas, flisters! ( You are about to view content that may not be appropriate for minors. ) Current Mood: happy (1 Comment |Comment on this)
wily_one24	3:00a	Christmas Eve, 2:30am... santa sneaks about the house... MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!!! You know, I am usually a Christmas person. I love Christmas, I always have. It's not just about the commercialism (though that's nice, too, don't get me wrong), I love families getting together and enjoying a day, the expectation, the joy, the fun... I know there are people out there who complain about Christmas, "it's a lot of lead up for one day", yadda yadda, and usually I can see where they're coming from. I don't agree, but live and let live, right? This year? No. No. Because James is two and a half and finally UNDERSTANDS. Ever since the 1st of December when we put up the tree, James has been very excited "Christmas! Christmas! Christmas is coming!". He loves seeing christmas trees, no matter where or when or whose. Green leaves and tinsel sends him in paroxysms of delight. Over the last week, there have been BBQs and parties and get togethers, there have been presents, and James is REALLY warming up to the idea. Tonight, when I sat him down and explained that if he was a good boy, Santa would come in when he was asleep and put presents under the tree for him, he was very excited. At first, he didn't want to go to bed, wanted the presents then and there, but when I said Santa only comes when he's asleep... James looked up at me without pausing and said "Nigh Nigh, Mummy!" and hurried off to kiss Daddy goodnight, ran to his room and jumped into bed. He was practically shivering with excitement. It was awesome. And you know what makes it awesome? This year, instead of having Santa bring things that I believe would be awesome for James to have... Santa was able to buy things we *know* James would love. It's actually based on his little personality. I can't wait for him to wake up in the morning, I can't... seriously. Is it wrong of me to want to wake him at 2:30am? Is it? Can I? Can I? No? *pout* okayfinethen. Why am I up at 2:30am? Because I have been 'helping' Santa construct various soccer goals and bath play tables and ring tosses. I have also been baking my little heart out. And so, a message to you all. ( More pre-Christmas pics, including James' attempt at smiling ) Current Mood: awake (9 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, December 24th, 2009
wily_one24	12:23a	Busy, busy, busy Who said Christmas was merry? Who? I can't wait for the holidays, I need some time off. Gah. Baking, baking, work, baking, work, time with James, shopping (omg, no, make it end! No shopping in December for me, nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo). Ahem. I think I'm finally finished present shopping. Wrapped and under the tree. Almost finished Christmas baking (last minute things to do tomorrow night), have plans to do the actual cooking tomorrow night. I don't plan to clean at all. Muah hah hah. Filthy Christmas! I think that's about it. Really. Yaaaaay. ******************** THANK YOU to Roz, Boo, and Monkey (y'all know who you are) for their lovely cards. Anyone else waiting on a card from me, or waiting for me to receive a card, GOOD LUCK. There is an ongoing postal strike in Australia at the moment and the barest trickle of post is getting through. It doesn't look like it will be over until after Christmas, probably into the new year. I tried to get your mail out to you, but... um... I doubt it will happen before Christmas now. *lesigh* ********************** Anyone who has suggested to me to remind them that I've posted fic (motylik, this means you!)... HEY, I"VE POSTED NEW FIC!!! It's still in the approval queue at vmfic, but the direct link for those who can't wait... (Bitter Revenge 6). Current Mood: exhausted (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, December 20th, 2009
wily_one24	10:32p	Take THAT!! Heh. Reason #985 why I love my nephews: Kyle had an excursion at school that he didn't want to go on, so he conveniently "lost" the permission slip and was unable to go when the day arrived. The substitute teacher that looked after the kids when Kyle's class when on the trip made them do a writing assignment. Kyle suggested this was slightly unfair that they have to do MORE work that was completely unnecessary to their schooling, just to keep them busy. He was told in no uncertain terms to just do it. So Kyle wrote the entire thing in ancient Angle-Saxon (which he has taught himself to read and write fluently). When the teacher complained, he said she didn't specify it was to be in English and/or a language that anybody besides him in the entire school could read. HA! Another assignment he was given: create a marketing campaign for a product you have launched yourself and then make a model of this product. Kyle chose to create a crossbow modified to shoot not just an arrow, but any object, thereby making ANYTHING a potential projectile weapon. And, not only did he create a kick ass marketing campaign, he actually built a full-scale working model. He crafted the wood himself, built the mechanisms, etc... and it WORKED. The closer the due date came, the more Kyle worked on it, the more nervous my sister became and eventually she rang the school to say "Well, he's done the work, he's actually done a shit load of work, but I'm afraid he can't bring it to school because it's a FULLY FUNCTIONING WEAPON that can make ANY OBJECT LYING AROUND a targeted missile." They eventually came to an agreement wherein Kyle got photos of the crossbow, footage of it actually working, and then disabled the launching mechanism and bought the frame to school to present. Heh. In English, he had an assignment to create a character driven narrative. He wrote a twelve chapter novel in which there were worlds, creatures, a war, and he had even created a whole new language for the book. The assignment was in April, he has just gotten his back, because it has taken this long for the teacher to fully read and mark it. Obviously, he got higher marks. Methinks there might be a few more specifications to the assignments when given out next year. For example: word limit, must be in English and/or a language understood by someone other than the student, no lethal weaponry. HEEEEEE. You go, Kyle! Current Mood: amused (7 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, December 18th, 2009
wily_one24	12:50a	Badfic, badfic, what you gonna do? Ok, I've been fairly lenient on fics lately (and there have been some shockers), but this? This? It's the worst piece of smut I've ever read (and I've read some doozers). It's honestly the most un-sexy piece of writing. I can't even... I think I'll spare you most of it, but I had to share this little gem... "Cupping ber butt with both hands, he carried her to the bed and layed her down." Wait... what? There's a bear in there?!?!?! Alright, I can't finish this. It's about as sexy as your mum reading aloud the "Where Did I Come From?" book when you're ten. (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, December 17th, 2009
wily_one24	9:54p	We've come to take your son... I completely and fully expect that knock on the door any day now. James has a giant, awful, horrific looking swollen and bruised eye/cheek on the left side of his face. He honestly looks like the poster boy for child abuse. It's heart breaking. ( Bad Mummy! ) Current Mood: exhausted (9 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 16th, 2009
wily_one24	10:42a	Firefly Fanvids!! Post two, this time for Firefly vids!! Under the cut: Won't Keep a Good Girl Down, Immune To The Whole Affair, The Girl of My Dreams Is Giving Me Nightmares, Gimme A Break, Fine Bunch of Reubens, Touched. Most popular vids to date: The Girl of My Dreams Is Giving Me Nightmares, Immune To The Whole Affair. *Note: Firefly stands as the entry to my vidding career, some of these are very rough and unpolished. Hope you enjoy, anyway, and don't judge too harshly. ( Quite a crew you've got... Yeah, they're a fine bunch of reubens. ) Current Mood: creative (1 Comment |Comment on this)
wily_one24	9:43a	Veronica Mars Fanvids!! Okay peoples, let's try this again. I have found a place to host all my fanvids. Yes, that's right, all my fanvids are up and viewable (for now). Let's hope the dastardly business douches won't take them down again. What this means, however, is that you can expect to be spammed with at least two more vid posts. This one for VM, one for Firefly vids and another for miscellaneous. Under the cut... Hotel California, Eat It, Tale As Old As Time, She Says, You Oughta Know, White Wedding, Cry, Tramp, Pretty When You Cry, Stupid Girl, Tell On You. If nothing else, I suggest you watch the most popular vids to date: Hotel California, Eat It and Tale As Old As Time. (Rob Thomas himself saw "Eat It" and liked it! Wheeeeeeee!). ( A tune as old as song... a tale as old as time... ) Current Mood: creative (2 Comments |Comment on this)