a great fall...uh, summer

This morning as I was changing Isaac's diaper, he looked up at me and said out of the blue, "Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall." Huh. I didn't think he knew that one. :D

Isaac is totally into singing lately. He sings all the time, especially when he's playing, or in the car when he's bored. He is really into the "oh where" song which I do all the time, whenever I'm looking for something: "oh wheeeeeeere oh where has [whatever] gone, oh wheeeeeeere oh where could it be?" I believe the original was "my little dog." Anyway, the other day we were driving home from work/daycare and I had told Isaac that we were going to gramma's house, so he started singing, "Oh where oh where da da graaaaaaaa-mabee, oh where, oh where..." LOL. Also while sandykidd was here she sang to Isaac a lot, especially this one kittycat song that I don't know, and I've heard him singing it in the car a few times already.

He went through a phase a few months ago of wanting to be sung to and constantly saying "more song!" but he just liked listening back then -- now, if you do one he knows, he'll sing along! And often he'll just start singing on his own: either a "real" song, or pure improv. Last night I think I got him on videotape singing "The Itsy-Bitsy Spider."

I just love it that he likes to sing so much.

on money and other things that are green. No, actually, just money.

I think I am coming to a place of calm, or at least acceptance, about the money stuff. It continues to reach new levels of absurdity, which does help, because you definitely reach a point where all you can do is shake your head in disbelief.

( the latest examples of aforementioned absurdity )

I conclude that I simply am not used to this feeling of being poor, of being on the shoestring and having to do all this juggling just to get everything paid. I suppose I need to, as my mom has been telling me, get a grip and just get used to it. I sure can't go on completely losing my shit every month when the bills come due! I guess I'll build up the emotional equivalent of callouses, over time.

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Thanks to simplelyric for pointing me to Amazon's 10th anniversary celebrations and specifically the wishlist sweepstakes, where you can enter to win your entire wishlist. Woo woo! Wouldn't that be awesome?

And I forget who pointed me to london_hurts, but whoever you are, you rule. LOL! I love this community. Especially all the snarky comments from Londoners to the effect of, "um, we're fine over here, guys." Of which my favorite was: London doesn't hurt. Anal sex hurts when attempted without lubricant. See the difference? And then of course this image which just totally cracks my shit up. :D And do NOT even get me started on the utter brilliance that is this poem. OMG! Just click it! Do it now!

In closing, let me say that ww1614 posted this link a while back and I meant to comment on it or repost it, but then a week went by and I couldn't remember who had posted it, so I went scouring through my flist alphabetically thinking, "okay, who's likely to have posted that?" and since "ww" is pretty far down in the alphabet, it took me, uh, a long time. But I found it! yay! So here it is: Men think they have small penises, but doctors show them that they don't. I love this. The best part is that some scientists actually got paid to measure penises. No, the best part is the fact that simply showing the men statistics, proving that their penises were actually of perfectly normal size, cured them of their penis-size insecurity. I just think that's great. :)

OK, I may be a little loopy at the moment. ;) I think I'm still on an adrenaline high from the very stressful commute home in torrential rain. I'll go take some deep breaths now.