Two, and three.

Last night the Orclette wanted grapes. I gave her grapes. Then I noticed the white fuzzy clump of grapes in the middle of the batch I had given her. I figured the ones I gave her were fine, didn't worry overmuch about it. Then she threw up. First time. Huge mess over everything. We cleaned up, put a towel under her, tried to go back to sleep. 15 minutes later she threw up again. We removed the towel, put a clean one under. She refused all liquids. This cycle happened 3 times. By the end of it we had run out of towels. In-between throwing up she appeared fine and alert (which is why we didn't run her to the ER). Finally we decided to just stay up with her for awhile since falling asleep seemed to trigger the throw-ups. Put in the movie Tomb Raider , 30 minutes in she had fallen asleep on her daddy's chest. We decided it was safe to fall asleep. And it was ... although apparently she had stuff still to come out but it came out the other way. Anyway, she woke up this morning ...

Yeah I likes them. I was entertaining the Orclette this morning and this was what I came up with: I tried to join the Navy But they said they do not swim I tried to join the Air Force But they said I was too thin I tried to join the Mar-ines But they said I was to smart Now I'm in the AR-MY Learning how to march The Army takes my breakfast gives me stuff called chow The army took my girl-friend I've got a battle buddy now The army took my ca-ar and gave me these two boots. The army took my learnin and taught me how to shoot. I tried to be a lawyer but the clients wouldn't pay I tried to be a doctor but the patients wouldn't stay I tried to join the Coast Guard but they didn't have a plan Now I'm in the AR-MY Learning how to stand. Seriously.... there should be more of these cadences in life. I'd love to hum/quietly chant one while coding, or raiding... or cleaning house.... Wulfa has a fairly serious difference of opinion with me on the subject though. :(

Damm's ROTC is manning the water stations along the route. The race happens to take place on my birthday, March 29. This doesn't upset me at all. Participating in a race is, like, a perfect birthday day :D Then Damm suggested I might like to try walking part of it. So I hopped on to see what kind of race lengths they have. There is the marathon, and then an honorary march of 15 miles. I don't know. Were I not pregnant I wouldn't have hesitated. Had they had a 10k I would've done it. I'm concerned about a 15-mile walk though, especially as my training is only now beginning to build back up. So I'm thinking that maybe I could volunteer with Damm. Get the in-laws to watch the Orclette. Though maybe a slightly shorter shift as they have to stay until the last participants passes and that could be up to 8 hours depending on where he gets stationed ...... we'll see. On the health front: I gained a pound! I think it's from eating incredibly salty foods yest...

I haven't been reading my reader. It's just too painful. All those posts about what's happening in WoW. The other day I was daydreaming about running a toon around in Elwynn Forest. Then I remembered Wulfa and felt just a wee bit guilty. She's 77, so close to 80. I am still holding out hope that I'll find time to play. It was also sad to log onto the Sidhe Devils page and see everyone else's name. I almost felt a tear. I do have happy news. Went to see the head of history yesterday (he's my advisor person) because Damm got this cool little printout with his degree plan, what classes he had credit for and what classes he was currently in. I wanted one. Well, last time I was advised my transcript hadn't been evaluated. Turns out that I had 35 transfer, which means that after this semester I had only 24 to get my associates. That's much faster than I had though. Expected graduation: Spring 2012 OR 2011 if I take summer classes. Damm isn't set to gra...

Damm was away all this weekend learning cool stuff (wouldn't you know he'd fall in love with marching cadences? and want to sing them to me?) and getting yelled at. He has many many stories which I'll let him tell. The Orclette and I had a fun weekend watching my season dvd's of Monk and in general just lying around (I did study for a test in between Orclette interventions on Sunday). My stomach is feeling a mite queasy again. Not as bad as last time but enough to affect my daily eating habits. Actually braved the scale this morning to find out I've lost 3-5 pds. At this point in time I'm supposed to have gained 3-5 pds the first 3 months and then about a pound a week thereafter. How I'm supposed to do that when foods make me queasy and I can't eat as much in one sitting as I used to I don't know. Maybe eat more pizza :D

Our schedule has been worked and ironed out. We are no longer spending huge chunks of time at the in-laws house but spending it quietly at our own, like I prefer. There is a problem in paradise, however. The Orclette lurves me. Ordinarily this wouldn't be a problem. But you try doing homework when there is a little person trying to get into your lap and tugging on your arm. And when that doesn't get your attention she will start getting noisier. If that doesn't work full-out crying ensues. Occasionally she does get the hint that mommy wants to be left alone but that has been a rare occurrence. So I have had tons of time but almost zero homework has been done. Bah humbug. On the bright side I really don't have a whole lot of homework to do. I took Spanish in highschool and while I don't remember all of it I remember enough that the class is not super-difficult, which is good because it's the class getting the short end of the stick. Roots of Modern Europe covers ...

Cus I don't want to ruin anyones life. Especially considering how badly I would suffer. PT still kicks my butt. Yet I'm running further now.... less headaches now that I've learned to actually ... you know... breathe when I'm doing things... School is school. Two tests this week. My internet life is "quietly and quickly vanish"ing away. Turns out ROTC + School != Snark. *sigh*