birth and baking
Jul. 14th, 2009 03:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gfrancieAnother entertaining pre-natal visit. I had a copy of The New Yorker to keep me amused while waiting to be seen. Baby Biscuit spent most of her time kicking up a storm and making her presence known. "PAY ATTENTION TO ME!" Well all right then Norma Desmond... where's your monkey?
Baby is still healthy and doing her thing. As am I. Somehow through magical powers I lost two pounds in the past two weeks. I am trying to figure this out. They aren't concerned as I am measuring as I should and so on. I mentioned some symptoms that kind of indicate things are progressing. Pretty much based on my history of having a successful pregnancy they aren't too bothered about that either. I kind of appreciate this as my provider seems to take a rather low-key approach to what I do and how my body responds. "baby has a good strong heartbeat, she is active and you aren't crowning, let's call it good." Fine then. So I continue to hang out.
So I came home, took Senor Onion with me to Trader Joe's and had ourselves a time. We came home, had lunch and THEN? We baked a cake. We are exciting people aren't we. I thought it would be fun to make Fern Cake as it has been awhile. Senor Onion took a nap and I put the frosting on the cake. I spoke with my Mother on the phone and she kept telling me that I ought to relax and take it easy. I told her I spend a fair portion of my day being lazy but frosting a cake is soothing stuff. I don't think she truly believes me. Just like organizing some aspect of the kitchen is relaxing. Only Martha Stewart understands me. (we are both eldest children who like things a certain way and sometimes a little prison time won't stop us from doing what we need to do.)
Our next door neighbor has some roommates. I am not entirely sure if it is one or two... But the one who has a bedroom near our living room was chanting things today. I wasn't quite sure if it was of a religious nature or if they were losing their mind. Something about, "listen to me listen to me listen to me listen to me..." and there was some other stuff later on. Most curious.
Spotted this post on Vintage Seattle. It is a neat menu from an old restaurant. It is worth looking at for the cover. Ovaltine -only 15 cents. What a deal. It is kind of neat to see the old advertisements as well.
Baby is still healthy and doing her thing. As am I. Somehow through magical powers I lost two pounds in the past two weeks. I am trying to figure this out. They aren't concerned as I am measuring as I should and so on. I mentioned some symptoms that kind of indicate things are progressing. Pretty much based on my history of having a successful pregnancy they aren't too bothered about that either. I kind of appreciate this as my provider seems to take a rather low-key approach to what I do and how my body responds. "baby has a good strong heartbeat, she is active and you aren't crowning, let's call it good." Fine then. So I continue to hang out.
So I came home, took Senor Onion with me to Trader Joe's and had ourselves a time. We came home, had lunch and THEN? We baked a cake. We are exciting people aren't we. I thought it would be fun to make Fern Cake as it has been awhile. Senor Onion took a nap and I put the frosting on the cake. I spoke with my Mother on the phone and she kept telling me that I ought to relax and take it easy. I told her I spend a fair portion of my day being lazy but frosting a cake is soothing stuff. I don't think she truly believes me. Just like organizing some aspect of the kitchen is relaxing. Only Martha Stewart understands me. (we are both eldest children who like things a certain way and sometimes a little prison time won't stop us from doing what we need to do.)
Our next door neighbor has some roommates. I am not entirely sure if it is one or two... But the one who has a bedroom near our living room was chanting things today. I wasn't quite sure if it was of a religious nature or if they were losing their mind. Something about, "listen to me listen to me listen to me listen to me..." and there was some other stuff later on. Most curious.
Spotted this post on Vintage Seattle. It is a neat menu from an old restaurant. It is worth looking at for the cover. Ovaltine -only 15 cents. What a deal. It is kind of neat to see the old advertisements as well.
