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lenora_roseChopped my hair again. Thanks to reading Alternity, my first association seeing the new look was "Pansy Parkinson" (per here) though she has more bangs. Hoping to bug haasiophis to get a chance to add some turquoise or blue streaks, though. So I may save pics until (if) that happens.
Colin's remark though, was that it was pretty similar to the cut another friend got since her son was born, and "Is this a mom thing?"
(Make no mistake, he seemed to like it anyhow... but we both think she's an attractive woman.)
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Official word is in: this coming week is my last one for work. Later than I was originally intended to last, sooner than I hoped. I can't exactly mind. Besides, I can always tell the agency I can still work for a couple more weeks, if they have anything short term. In spite of the Kicker.
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Mom and I went shopping yesterday, again, and I'm feeling a bit closer to ready for this baby thing (yes, I updated the list, for those of you still threatening something shower-like). But it did lead to one interesting trip-up.
Grandma gave us money a while ago for us to get a high chair, because she has trouble getting out to shop herself. Yesterday, while mom and I were in a new/used baby place - mostly I'd been planning to look at playards and baby carriers, the backpack style. Anyhow, while we were there, mom decided we should look a little bit at high chairs, since I really haven't. They had one I actually quite liked; it wasn't plastic like most of the others, except for the food tray, but wood, and it looked like solid wood, and except for a bit of store dust, quite clean. And the padding on the chair was much less vinyl-feeling and much more comfortable to my touch than most of the others. And it was in very good shape for used, and less than half what grandma gave us for money. So I bought it.
Grandma took terrible offense. Because "I had a chair picked out. And you don't know who had it before. How could you?" Less than not choosing *her* chair, she mostly seemed against buying used things at all.
She'd never said she had a specific chair in mind -- and neither mom nor I had any guess she'd be angry; mom bought almost all her baby furniture used if she didn't get it from friends.
And so far everyone else with an opinion has said that, other than safety concerns like mattresses and car seats (And of course, diapers...)*, used is a good thing, or at least an acceptable one. Assuming one is used to shopping used and knows a bit of what to look for.
If she hadn't been so angry I could have said that it meant her money also went to a quilt set and the Snugli I picked out. Or that Colin and I are on a pretty tight budget. But I decided to say very little until she's either calmer or at least more inclined to maybe listen. I certainly didn't want to hurt her. I hope this is one of the times when she's mad about something until she thinks it through, not one of the times she sticks to her anger. I like my grandma, prickly and stubborn as she is.
Anyhow. Today started as a writing day, and it's time to get back to that.
* Even cloth diapers don't usually last long enough to go from child to child. And I certainly wouldn't buy them, even if some I already owned survived the transition between my own kids, should that word turn plural.
haasiophis to get a chance to add some turquoise or blue streaks, though. So I may save pics until (if) that happens.Colin's remark though, was that it was pretty similar to the cut another friend got since her son was born, and "Is this a mom thing?"
(Make no mistake, he seemed to like it anyhow... but we both think she's an attractive woman.)
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Official word is in: this coming week is my last one for work. Later than I was originally intended to last, sooner than I hoped. I can't exactly mind. Besides, I can always tell the agency I can still work for a couple more weeks, if they have anything short term. In spite of the Kicker.
__________
Mom and I went shopping yesterday, again, and I'm feeling a bit closer to ready for this baby thing (yes, I updated the list, for those of you still threatening something shower-like). But it did lead to one interesting trip-up.
Grandma gave us money a while ago for us to get a high chair, because she has trouble getting out to shop herself. Yesterday, while mom and I were in a new/used baby place - mostly I'd been planning to look at playards and baby carriers, the backpack style. Anyhow, while we were there, mom decided we should look a little bit at high chairs, since I really haven't. They had one I actually quite liked; it wasn't plastic like most of the others, except for the food tray, but wood, and it looked like solid wood, and except for a bit of store dust, quite clean. And the padding on the chair was much less vinyl-feeling and much more comfortable to my touch than most of the others. And it was in very good shape for used, and less than half what grandma gave us for money. So I bought it.
Grandma took terrible offense. Because "I had a chair picked out. And you don't know who had it before. How could you?" Less than not choosing *her* chair, she mostly seemed against buying used things at all.
She'd never said she had a specific chair in mind -- and neither mom nor I had any guess she'd be angry; mom bought almost all her baby furniture used if she didn't get it from friends.
And so far everyone else with an opinion has said that, other than safety concerns like mattresses and car seats (And of course, diapers...)*, used is a good thing, or at least an acceptable one. Assuming one is used to shopping used and knows a bit of what to look for.
If she hadn't been so angry I could have said that it meant her money also went to a quilt set and the Snugli I picked out. Or that Colin and I are on a pretty tight budget. But I decided to say very little until she's either calmer or at least more inclined to maybe listen. I certainly didn't want to hurt her. I hope this is one of the times when she's mad about something until she thinks it through, not one of the times she sticks to her anger. I like my grandma, prickly and stubborn as she is.
Anyhow. Today started as a writing day, and it's time to get back to that.
* Even cloth diapers don't usually last long enough to go from child to child. And I certainly wouldn't buy them, even if some I already owned survived the transition between my own kids, should that word turn plural.
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Date: 2011-10-02 04:49 am (UTC)I thought at worst it was an excuse for a girly day/night. :) So long as you think it would be fun, not a chore.
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