Nov 30, 2010

Vintage Singer Spartan

I recently acquired this awesome machine whose birthday as best I can tell is 1960.


Isn't it pretty? I had a Brother machine before, one which my mom bought me for $30 10 years ago. I don't sew all that frequently, but I am both short and also sometimes like to get creative. Short meaning I hem a lot of things, it's the rare pair of pants that I don't have to alter.

I took my Brother to a repair man, who I paid $20 to retime it, but that didn't end up fixing the problem. He then sold me a piece of garbage which jammed up nearly every time I tried to use it. He then said it was only for sewing two thin peices of material together, much more and I was going to need an industrial machine which would cost me hundreds of dollars. My Brother had handled such things with ease in the past, so I knew he was sadly misinformed. Or lying. Either which way, the very next day I went and tested my Spartan, and it breezed through my beco hood project that man's machine had failed to sew. I made the purchase for $49 dollars and returned the hunk of junk. The Spartan sews wonderfully so far, and over just about any material and thickness. All while looking pretty.

Nov 28, 2010

Thanksgiving Weekend

Munchies started feeling almost totally normal again not long after I wrote the last post.We still decided not to go to Tim's family's Thanksgiving, because we both had the stomach bug for one thing, but I wasn't sure if Munchies immunity would still be down too and being in a big group with her didn't seem wise. I've had enough worrying about her being sick for a bit, and don't mind keeping her in a bubble until she's been well for a week anyway.  Instead, we spent the day sitting around watching some fracking Battlestar Galactica, which we've been into lately. It was an extremely lazy day, topped off with Mac n' cheese for dinner.

Friday my parents came over. We were supposed to go over to their house, but they made the trip instead since there has been all of this business with Munchies being sick. My mom brought a turkey and the fixins for a Thanksgiving meal. The day was punctuated with my dad's random jokes* and good conversation. We took a walk in the gully. Munchies slept for 45 minutes while walking in the gully, then proceeded to not to go bed until midnight and sleep only 7.5 hours that night. Since my parents were here we got to have them watch her in the morning and take a luxurious nap. Her schedule is still wacky, but it's been slightly better since.

Saturday we just talked and hung out. Had french toast. Played with Munchies. I stole this picture from my mom's camera.



She finally took a regular nap Saturday, just one two hour nap though. It seems like she's giving up her morning nap already. I then just kept her up to see when she'd crash on her own instead of trying to get her to sleep unsuccessfully multiple times like the previous night. I put her in her bouncer as usual while I took a shower and just one or two minutes into it I peeked out to see this.


She's not one to fall asleep easily and when she's in the middle of doing anything. This is the first time she's ever actually crashed while playing. It backfired a little though because this 10 minute nap gave her the energy to stay up for another couple of hours. I do hope at some point she needs more sleep than me again.

* An older couple upon revealing that they had hallway sex a couple of times every day were questioned as to what exactly that was. You know, hallway sex. You pass each other in the hall and you go, "Frak you! No, frack you!" (That's not really exactly how the joke went, but I wanted to get in some more Battlestar Galactica swearing. See how nicely that works?)

Nov 24, 2010

Recovering Munchies


Friday morning Munchies spiked a fever. It got up to 103 with no other symptoms and so  my dad was worried about a UTI by the time Friday night rolled around. We took to to the ER to rule that out. Saturday she started up with throwing up and had diarrhea. She didn't seem to feel too awful yet, she was sleeping almost all day, but had a little time when she would perk up and try to play with toys at half speed.

Sunday she slept all day with no perking up and couldn't keep anything down. When I tried to wake her up she fell back to sleep sitting up. She didn't show interest about anything. She wasn't making tears or peeing either. Off to the ER we went again. They gave her an IV Sunday night, and said she should perk up some after a couple of hours. She didn't. She was put in the Rapid Treatment Unit, which is inbetween being in the ER and being admitted. We stayed the night* and in the morning after being on the IV for over 12 hours she still wasn't responding to anything and was falling asleep having her blood drawn. I couldn't get her to even look my way calling her name. She was sleeping so heavily she barely stirred when she had her vital signs taken. I can't remember ever being more scared in my life. Finally, that afternoon she woke up for a half hour. Her eyes were drooping and she looked completely wiped out, but she sat on her own for 20 minutes or so and showed interest in looking at toys and at us again. After that I was able to get her to nurse some and she kept it down. They sent us home Monday night. She seemed to love getting out of the hospital as much as we did. She woke up and was interested in looking around as we took her to the car, and when we got home she screamed in delight and chanted "Da" at the dogs when they licked her.

Tuesday she was peeing and nursing but she slept almost all day and had only woken up for 10 minutes total by 3:00 so I took her in to see her Pediatrician. She woke up enough to scream almost the whole time, she was aware that strangers near her meant bad stuff happening. The ped just said it was wise to keep close tabs on her, but to watch her until morning at home and then re-evaluate. Around 7 she woke up for a whole hour. She even wanted to stand up holding the edge of the coffee table and waved and Grandma and Grandpa on Skype.

This morning she was up for a half hour or so already, which beats yesterday, but she's still exhausted. She's nursing a lot longer and better now though and she even tried to crawl a little, so it seems she's on the mend. I hope I get to see her happier and awake more today.

Nov 20, 2010

2 Ply Sews a Baby Carrying Hood

I recently sewed a hood for my Beco baby carrier. When I put Munchies in about 12 layers to keep her warm in this frigid Utah tundra she sits up too tall for the back of the carrier to give her any head support so when she nods off her head ends up lolling around. Tooter Squats has an Ergo baby carrier with a hood, although that hood covers the baby's field of vision entirely so it's only for sleeping, like so:

I sort of copied the design, except for mine allows her to see when the hood is on. I also sewed on a little pouch like this Ergo has, because the Beco doesn't have one.

In my before picture she's just wearing one layer, I should have dressed her in her huge thick suit that reminds of of the kid from The Christmas Story, like this:

But, I did not. So, you'll just have to imagine if she was sitting up about 2 inches higher.


After, notice how she's already falling asleep because she likes the hood so well, this picture was taken only about one minute after the first picture. Something about how the hood snugs her head in she likes:

It's a pretty sweet system, On the top I sewed on adjustable straps so I can loosen it up more and more as she grows taller, or if she's wearing layers and strap it down snug still if she's not. It also serves as sun protection. It's not all that beautiful, but I'm happy with it.

Nov 12, 2010

How Laura and I ended up with the coolest nicknames ever

Tess: ive decided to embrace my nickname (poopers). under the condition that you embrace one i come up with for you. i'm considering pooter squats... what do you think?

laura: lol

laura: rad. ryan suggests tooter squats.

Tess: ok. its settled.

laura: man, I'm excited to finally have an awesome nick name. well I guess toonstie pants is okay but hardly anyone calls me that. bottoo's friends used to call me Spectrum because he refused to tell them my real name. That's probably the only real cool name I've ever had. until now.

laura: if you find it too cumbersome sometimes you can just call me tooter or T Squats, respectively.

Tess: lol, i'm glad you're so excited. i'll try to work up some enthusiasm for my nickname too. maybe i can get pumped about it after all. tooter squats is pretty cool i have to say. and they sound awesome together too, like, "oh hey! it's poopers and tooter!"

Tess: t squats as a nice ring to it as well.

laura: hmm. well, I suppose it would be fair of me to offer you the chance to make up your own nickname if you don't end up warming to poopers. I think it's just great though. but I guess that goes without saying. And it's definitely got quite the ring when paired with a classy name like tooter. I'm lolling just thinking about it. Sounds like a pair of crime fighters. or perhaps more accurately, pudgy flatulant people with irritable bowels. but you know. same difference.

Tess: no, no, a person can't make up their own nickname. that isnt right. i'm just gonna have to warm up to poopers. i think iam a little already. and like you say, it's too late now even if i wanted to change it, because another name simply wouldn't work out with t squats. tim points out t squats makes you sound like a rapper. awesome. i'm a little bit jealous of your name. maybe mine needs a little sprucing up? like what about a last name? that's not changing it, just adding to it. what can you come up with?

laura: Hmm. Poopers Leflare? poopers baggins, poopers 'O Riley

Tess: gosh, what a dilimma. i just don't know. i also called myself poopers McGrue on your blog just now. It seems we have a difficult choice to make.

laura: poopers Hoss, Ice, JJ Poopers, Mac Poopers, Nappers, Norton Poopers, Orlando Poopers... it's true. I'm glad I'm not burdened with such a choice.

Tess: Mac Poopers cracks me up the most out of that last batch.
Tess: Tim advises that we don't make any quick decisons we might come to regret.

laura: ohh. that's a good idea. there are so many good options. I like the female route too...foxy poopers adds quite a sexy flair.
Tess: Poopers McSteamy. Poopers McFly.

laura: Oh, those are both good ones. What if we played with verb last names like you gave me? like...poopers Delight, Drip, Clap..hmm. oh diddy and daddy are pretty brilliant.

Tess: These last couple because it would be cool if my name could sound gangsta.

laura: you could always go more hardcore like Tap as a last name. well I don't know if that's more hardcore actually, since I'm not as into rap.
laura: P Tap sounds like a badass though.

Tess: lol... p tap does have a really nice ring.

Tess: but said fully, poopers tap, is that as good?
laura: yeah, I dunno. well, I think there are at least 10 great options that we've come up with and it should just be a matter of deciding now.

Tess: 2ply poopers

laura: lol

laura: that's a definite contender

Tess: Pooper, aka 2ply

laura: I don't know...can that be beat? I can't think so. what does tim think?

Tess: lol... he came up with it. while i was pooping no less. then got to excited he had to take over my skype and type it to you right then and there.

Tess: excuse me, so excited i meant.

laura: haha rad. it's pretty brilliant

Tess: i think there's a certain eerie quality to the fact that it was thought up WHILE i was pooping.

laura: eerie? or fateful?

Tess: both?

laura: I think so

laura: well , it's settled. in my mind at least.

Tess: ok. so, now we just have logistics to deal with.

Tess: is it 2ply poopers, or is it only poopers (like cher) but poopers aka 2ply?

laura: I kinda like the aka thing but the down side to that is that you'll likely just get called one or the other as time goes on. sometimes 2ply, sometimes poopers, but rarely poopers aka 2ply. we could just see how it evolves I suppose.

Tess: hmm. you bring up some good points to consider.

Tess: i guess as long as it was always one or the other it would be ok. i dont think i could bear it if it were to become only 2ply or only poopers, what if one of them was forgotten with time?

Tess: if we can be assured that's an impossibility, then i think it's settled, poopers aka 2ply.

Nov 11, 2010

Reading to Herself

I got a big fence area to put Munchies in while I work. I find that it's so much easier to focus and get things done if she's in this play area. When I have her in the same room as me with no play yard she comes over and starts trying to stick her fingers into all of the computer ports and play on the keyboard, not very effective for work. Her playpen is too small for her to crawl. So, this play yard is working great. At first she didn't like it for more than 10 minutes at a time, but she quickly figured out how to enjoy independent play time. I probably coddled her a little too much before anyway, it seems healthy for her to play on her own for a couple of hours each day. Since she started playing in the dog run* as I call it, she's gotten a lot better at balancing while standing. She spends a lot of time pulling herself up on the sides and walking the parameter. Now when she's in other areas of the house I notice she's getting a lot stronger and can even hold herself standing with one hand now.

I saw her reading her book to herself today. I'm a huge reader, so this was just absolutely adorable to me. Plus you can see her new dog run.



* It confuses me that some people seem to be vehement about this product as well as playpens and also child harness leash things. Seemed simple to me though, kid sticking fingers into computer ports/pounding away on keys while mama works=not ideal. Kid playing happily while mama actually gets something done=better.

Nov 10, 2010

First Word! (Video has been added)

It's dog, just as I suspected and mentioned in her 11 month post. Not surprising, since she is obsessed with her puppy friends. She just says "dah" really, she can't quite say the g part. It's so cute, every time one of the dogs walks by I hear her going, "Dah! Dah!" She says it when she sees the cat too, guess she thinks he's the same thing. Yesterday talking to my parents on Skype they turned their webcam to their dog, and she said it then too.

Nov 9, 2010

Mmmmmmmmm!

Munchies has started saying mmmmmmm when she eats something she likes. It's funny to watch her taste preferences. Applesauce rarely gets an "Mmmmmm", but Cheerios and anything else sweet does. She does it without fail every time she eats something she thinks is delicious. Last night when Tim was in the bedroom with her I knew he was giving her something yummy because from the living room I kept hearing "MMmmmmMMMM!!!!" over and over again. He was giving her teeny bits of candy as it turned out.

Nov 6, 2010

11 Months

Her sleeping problems have been getting better. For almost a month she was been back to sleeping 10-12 hours per night nearly every night. The past week she's been waking up once a night again, so I can't say the sleeping issues are resolved yet, but getting close.
But, her MSPI has resolved completely!! That one deserves two exclamation points I think. Not only can I eat as much dairy as I want now, but so can she. This has been an exciting month. She has also gotten more into eating solid food, she'll eat a medium sized jar of baby food in one day now, when always before she would refuse to eat more than a couple of spoonfuls at a time.

If I put her in an area with lots of toys she'll play by herself for up to an hour without any complaint. She understands how to tilt up her sippy cup to drink out of it on her own. She waves and claps. She holds her hand out towards things she wants, sometimes pointing. She does this a lot, it seems she wants pretty much everything. She has 5 teeth. She is finally crawling up on her knees and fast. She pulls herself up to standing at every opportunity, and stays entertained just by the fact that she's standing for a half hour or so. It's very novel. She also walks along things when standing. In her crib she likes to walk over to the light switch and switch it on and off. She'll do it without complaint for quite some time.



She expresses excitement by screaming loudly. She does this when she seems someone she loves and also when she sees a book. She makes much more varied sounds when she babbles. She's much more into imitating sounds now and will reliably try to copy certain sounds like mamamama, dadada, raspberries, and funniest of all, loud grunting noises like you'd expect to hear a trucker making while pooping. I swear she is trying to say dog, Tim thinks I'm imagining things, but we'll just see about that, won't we? I wouldn't be surprised at all if that were her first word, the animals usually elicit the loudest shrieks of all from her.

She got a spring horse from Grandma. She loves it. If she's not sitting on it she often crawls over and stands up next to him to look at his face. She just learned how to rock on him some and figured out how to make him talk and sing, which requires grabbing his ears.

Nov 1, 2010

Terrifying Halloween Cat

We went jogging and ran across this cat on the path. It was the bravest/dumbest/most rabid cat I've ever seen.



Tim got this video, but what he didn't get on video was what happened when we jogged past the cat on the way back. When the dogs and I got about 20 feet from the cat it charged us. I shrieked in terror and dropped the leashes. The cat hopped stiff legged toward Howard at top speed, then attacked him. Howard wasn't sure what to do.

I have to wonder, was it rabid? I can't imagine a sane cat would attack Howard when it had plenty of space to run away. Howard wasn't bitten or scratched (shockingly) as far as I can tell. But, me being me, I still can't help but wonder if he contracted rabies. At least he's vaccinated.
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