So, we are all moved in and I just found my camera yesterday. I have completely lost place of where I'm at in updating my card thingies and, to add more crap I sadly need to get done in the next extremely short while, I have my mom's birthday this weekend that needs a card, Brian's in August, and it'd be nice to get Connor's "HI I'M SIX MONTHS NOW!" cards done by the time he's six months. I have also JUST finished the remaining thank you cards before we moved and they need to be sent out. But I need addresses. Le sigh.

In good news, we've chosen a new name for the dog - Rolo C. C is for the third letter of the alphabette, as well as the third dog we've gone through of the litter.

I think I've mentioned my aunt not dieing. Woot!

And I am extremely impressed at how little effort my son has to apply to being freaking adorable. He has also spent the last three days in only a diaper because summer came out of no where. Imagine a chibi sun popping out randomly from a moving box behind you. That's summer this year. Today it's raining. Connor is wearing his black Sex Pistols, Anarchy in the Pre-K sleeper.

I am enjoying my new home and devising what I've got to buy from the scrap book shop, how I let the government know I changed my address, and budgeting all the things that require mula, along with where I'm going to put Brian's b-day present and card, when the day arrives, to best showcase the glory of it all. Along with puppy training plans, low trafic areas to walk, my dad and Oma probably not impressed that I don't want them to stay here for X amount of days, and the remaining crap thats happening this month alone.

Connor is falling asleep. Yay.

Emo-cons still aren't working...

I know I'm probably filling all you loverly people's watch box with random crap you don't need, BUT!!!!

IT'S MOOOOOOOVING DAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Yes the day has finally arrived!
We are moving into the town house early because there are crack dealers in the parking lot of this actually quite amazing apartment (even though every corner that could be cut in fashioning said apartment was indeed cut).

After the ordeal with the flipping fucking house we have an amazing town house that is fancy dancy and they mow the lawn for you! Yesterday was presure washing day so they are shiney.

We have news on the dog. I spent about fourty minutes ranting to my mom on the phone. Surprisingly Con-man fell asleep fairly early in the rant. He'll make a great husband one day to some one.

I'll write about the details when I have a fur-sure.

MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG!

(Emo-cons still not working)

Apparently my aunt doesn't have cancer (woooot!)
There was a shaddow on the thing from a past wound and she's ok. Which is kinda a wake up call for her to enjoy life more and also for my mum and I to start getting those annual check ups we should but don't get...

Le sigh. But my aunt is alive and healthy. I'm still planning to get the robin tattoo though. Any excuse to get a tattoo

Mood emoticons still not working...

K. Updates will happen soonish. I'm just currently moving so sit it out.

So life...

Bad news. Didn't get the house. People bailed two weeks into the month of June and said "Tough Luck". They can't make up their mind over selling or renting and fucked us over.

Good news. Found an amazing town house that is cheaper and better and I would spend the rest of my life in because it's perfect.

Bad news. My aunt has Bone Cancer.

Good news. Every year that she's alive my mum, her, and I are getting tattoos. This year a robin, next year a pair of cutsie panties!

Bad news. My next child might not get to meet The Great Panty! (It's a nick name because her name is Paula and she's now a great Auntie.)

Good news. There's a Five Year relative survival rate of 72.1 percent for Caucasian women, with an average of 69.4.

Bad news. The dog we were going to get is pretty much blind. Poor Rambo.

Good news. We get a healthy happy sister of his that we're naming Rio Q. She also is best friends with my mum's puppy Peco.


In other other news -- Connor is healthy as a horse, Brian is healthy, my skin is getting better (EAT VITAMIN D PEOPLE!!!) and I'm getting thinner too. Wooh.

Plus my loverly and his friend Ian (who is in my good books) got two flats of large Red Bull. I get one for the house! Oh, I am a happy happy girl. (Despite the bad news of course...)


PS- Emoticon moods aren't loading so I'll change it later...

I'm sorry! I know I am horrible for the possibly single digit amount of fans I have, but I firmly believe that teething is worse than collic.

I have so many cards I can't name them all. Actually I could, but I won't.
-Heaven's Gift is a new series for Heavenly Touch Massage on Menzies in the city I live in. Talk to Carol, she's amazing!
-Bohemian Flower and Formal Flowers are up.
-And the Photo Card series now premiers with West Coast. I lover it, so will you.



---Other News---

We finally found a house! It's amazing, no one shall know where I live. Except people I want to. Like relatives and the missing digits hand full of people I consider friends. This includes the one in Backwards Ausie Land who is going to be my Maid Of Honor when I get married. This will probably happen not soon, but maybe in the next year zone.

Connor is doing amazing. He's ahead of his fellow mini babies. He's working on the sitting up from laying down, can flip around his soother and put it back in his mouth, and lovers the solids. Wooh Connor.

Also (we've been busy), we're getting a Bichon Shih Tzu that is my mom's dog Nacho's little brother. They are also getting Nacho's little sister Peco. Ours is Rambo. He is the only male in the current litter. The dog is surrounded by bitches. Ha! I had to say it. We get him July 5th, five days after moving into our new home.