Sunday Confessional

The first "lullaby" I sang to Zuul was Pink Floyd's "Mother". It was the only song I could remember the lyrics to. Even though I named her after a song. Those sweet lyrics escaped me. "Mother" though? Like I was in high school, watching The Wall on repeat with my clique of band/art/film geeks all over again.

If you're wondering what the big deal is, go Google the lyrics and get back to me.

Creepy mom is creepy.

Zuul's going to be so fucked up.


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And, with that, I'll be very pressed for time the next few days. We move in with Grandma and Grandpa on Thursday all the way over on Vancouver Island until we sell our Mainland home. Grandma & grandpa do not have wifi either. I write most of these blogs from my non-Bluetooth iPad while Zuul naps or plays next to me. Pro. Grandma and grandpa are very eager to help and play with Zuul, leaving me with more me time, but Con, only one computer to share between four people, therefore, OMG SO LOST WITH OUT MY SOCIAL NETWORKS!!!

I guess I'll finally be catching up on some knitting and exercise.

Wish me luck! I'm going to miss my home very, very much.