Quick update on me, for those of you who for inexplicable reasons keep returning to the blog: I have read Breaking Dawn (I think) three whole times and have also read good sized chunks of it four or five more times. I am contemplating buying a magnet I saw online that says "My heart belongs to my husband, but Edward can have my neck." Kyle is taking all of this in good humor. I start school in two weeks. I have bought most of my books, courtesy of half.com, but have a couple left to get. I am also contemplating investing in a laptop. It's a lot of money (although I have found a WONDERFUL deal), but I figure if I use it for the whole time I'm in school it wouldn't be so bad. I know from experience how much easier it is to write in a quiet library than it is to write in a noisy house, so I know I would get a lot of use out of it. And, although I am slightly ashamed to admit it, the fact that I could get one in dark purple (and the fact that it comes with biometric security features standard, which is way cool) is a selling point. I. am. such. a. girl. sometimes. At least I don't want the pink one anymore. I'm pretty sure that would have been worse.

In medical news, I am still trying to find a psychiatrist to help me with my meds. I am exhausted- I'm sleeping 9 or 10 hours a night most nights and am still so exhausted that my brain doesn't work very well. I have to call people to talk to on the way into work most mornings so that I can stay awake. It is decidedly uncool, and I'm not sure that it will get better when school starts, considering the fact that I've been going to bed by 9:00 most nights...but that my classes won't even get out until 10:00, and then I have an hour or so drive to get home. Blech. Still kinda but not really looking for another job. My psychiatrist told me that I needed to be working somewhere else- somewhere that I don't have so much down time, somewhere that doesn't require such a commute. The down time should take care of itself when school starts, and the commute is kinda of a necessity for now since our free child care is 15 minutes away from here. That doesn't make it any easier, though. The bills have started rolling in, and every time I check the mail I panic a little bit. Rationally, I know that I HAD to go to the hospital. It's just that if you are already stressed about money, the fact that $10,000.00 worth of claims for your hospital stay are processing isn't really something that calms you down. I have bizarre dreams almost every night (I never remembered my dreams before), but as of yet have had nothing that I could turn into a series of best selling novels. Keeping my fingers crossed on that one.

In very cool news, Noah now says "I love you" to me and Kyle on occassion. Grandma got Noah's first one a few weeks ago, and now Kyle and I each have a couple on our records. We actually caught him saying it on camera, which makes me very happy. I desperately need to get the footage we have taken of him edited and on real DVDs- we don't use the camera that often, so I think I have fewer than 10 discs of video- but it's such precious stuff!!! Noah trying to roll over for the first time, Noah running through leaves with Daddy, Noah playing with Abbey and Sam...anyway, I need to get that stuff transferred and copies made and such. I am seriously considering getting a safe deposit box just so I can keep copies of our memory DVDs out of the house. Stuff like our wedding, Noah's ultrasound and birth videos, and the stuff that we've taken since we got here. I am a sap, what can I say? Noah's also started helping pick out his clothes. His favorite pair of pajamas has a fuzzy pair of puppies on the front, so when he's about ready to get out of the bath, he'll start saying "Puppies? Puppies?" It is worth noting that NO other pajamas are acceptable once the puppies have been requested. Today he wanted to wear his new elephant shirt. He can't SAY elephant, but he can pretend to be one. So the elephant shirt it was. His vocabulary seems to get bigger every day. Unfortunately, so do the fits that he is starting to throw when he doesn't get his way. They don't last for very long, but the frequency has kicked up quite a bit. Maybe he'll get through it quickly........

Hey. It could happen.

Since you've made it this far, here's a cute picture. SOOOOO much better than a gold star, huh?