Gi-Gi Roxx - The Ravings of a Lunatic

I am not always the most positive person on the planet.  In fact, just the other day my hubby had to knock me off my Negative Nancy Barcalounger.  I was being a real Debbie Downer and I threw stones at anyone that came close.  I get down.  We all get down. But that doesn't mean we get to blame everyone and everything else for it.  I have had many a heaping spoonful of reality over the years.  I battle depression.  I get down, I get through it, get down again, and keep trudging through. Why? Because I'm worth it. I don't ask to be depressed.  I don't go looking for it.  It just happens.  It's not anyone else's fault.  Don't believe me? One of the definitions of "fault" is " an unattractive or unsatisfactory feature, esp. in a piece of work or in a person's character" ....based on that it is solely MY fault.   I can try for days to blame the weather, the person who pissed me off or hurt my feelings, the world in genera

Yesterday marked Starfish's fifth month of life.  (applause, confetti, etc) Poor thing was a right mess over it too.  Crabby as can be... wait'll she turns 30, 40, 50 etc. If she is as crabby about it then as she was yesterday, she's got a long dreadful collection of birthdays ahead of her. Of course, I know at five months old she doesn't know that she's getting older.  She barely knows her own name... so her crabbiness was certainly not aging induced. No, she was just cranky for no reason at all. Well, not NO reason, she is still teething and growing and learning to be human at lightening speeds. Which really would make anyone crabby. Heck I get crabby just thinking about it. Last week we went on our first trip to the local public library.  It's a fabulous old building with 4 floors of literature of all kinds.  The third floor is the children's library, which was where we were heading for a Baby & Me activity group. I wasn't sure wha

I'm giving solid foods a break for the little Starfish today.  She spent the greater part of last evening and this morning spitting up when in an upright position.  I know part of it is the amount of saliva she's swallowing as a result of teething, but I kinda wonder if her little stomach just isn't quite ready for solids yet as well.  So I'm gonna give her a days' break at least to see if it helps.  For one, I'm tired of having to clean up spit-up and I'm also a little concerned for her because she seems to be acting different.  Last night we had a tough time getting her settled for bed.  She hasn't cried like that for some weeks now.  And this morning instead of her usual happy morning glory self, she woke up screaming her head off and very upset.  Since she started sleeping through the night she's not done that... ever.  So I'm a little worried.  I'm sure it's nothing.  I'm sure it's normal. There's a lot going on ins

...is worth 500 GB in the bush.  Or something like that. I got an external hard drive finally.  It was one of Amazon's lightening deals yesterday.  Plus with my Prime membership it was shipped two-day delivery for free.  And I suppose that since I ordered it early enough in the day, yesterday counted as one of the two shipping days.  I was shocked when the UPS guy knocked on my door this afternoon. And excited.  I love new toys. Here it is! 500 GB in the palm of my hand. I've been on  the verge of a completely full memory on my laptop for some time now.  I have a 136 GB hard drive in this thing, with an additional 14 GB of "Backup/Restore" storage.  For a grand total of 150 GB.  But I've had less than a half gig left for over three months.  So every time I take pictures and want to put them on my laptop I have to go back through old albums and delete pictures and/or videos I don't think I really need to keep. So now, I don't have to do that a

I took lil' miss Starfish with me to my friends wedding this weekend.  I almost left her home, she'd been fussy earlier in the day and I was terrified that taking her would ruin my friends wedding.  No one wants to hear a screaming baby in the middle of saying their vows.  But as the clock crept towards time to leave, she was getting to be in a better mood.  So I got her dressed and decided to risk it.  And I'm glad I did.  She did wonderfully.  She cooed, not cried, during the ceremony and only a couple of times.  It was luckily at endearing moments and no one seemed to mind.  She also did great at the reception.  She enjoyed playing and watching and dancing a little bit.  She also didn't mind that everyone wanted to snap her picture and say hello.  Here are a few of the best shots from the day.  The Ceremony - Daddy giving his daughter away. Getting ready to cut the cake. Nom Nom Nom! Enjoying ourselves. The Bride, Selena, and I. The

I had to recharge the batteries in Starfish's mobile last night.  They died during a nap yesterday. The mobile has a detachable arm with the dangling toys on it.  I love the fact that you can remove the arm and just have the music box part of it for the baby when they get "over" having the swirling animals over their heads.  I remember in the very beginning of our new life as a family when Starfish slept in one to two hour increments.  I would try anything to get her to sleep longer.  I had received the mobile as a gift from a family friend.  I almost sold it because I was certain there was no way Starfish would ever like it, because attempts to use it to distract or entertain her in the beginning failed.  After a few more tries I ended up taking the arm part off  and used the music part to try to soothe her to sleep.  It seemed to help some nights, so I kept it attached to her crib without the arm and used it as often as I could remember.  In those early days I s