Wrisomifu...day 22
WOW! Another, at least started before midnight. I'm on a roll here.
My Mini_Fest fic is offically in the hands of my wonderful Beta, Missy. YAY! I had to start over, but luckily could use my first attempt as "notes".
I have learned I have no discipline what so ever. Even on a deadline, I was procrastinating right up to the end. I still want to try for the Snarry-A-Thon, but I have the feeling that I should pretty much stick to writing things that excite me, and on my own time. I'm just too much of a procrastinator to be a good fest participant. I'm sure Mods around the world would hate me. :)
My bird is taking it's bath. (Another YAY! This one from Jeff, though) Instead of veggi stock, I used 5 C each of pineapple and orange juice. I forgot that turkeys float. Normally I'd have a convient handle to attach a spoon to to keep him under, but not this year. So, we are trying a pie plate to see how that works. I'm not too overly woried. I'll be fliping him over once a day until Thursday, anyway, so it's not like that one edge will miss out. I also love how this cooler fits in the fridge. I alway worry that the glass shelf will bust on me, under the weight of the metal pot, brine and bird. This cooler fits perfectly where the shelf and drawers would normally go, so no breakage worries for me. I may have to use this cooler from now on, even if I have a smaller bird.
For a few months now, I've been having weird eppisodes. My tummy gets tight, my heart beat picks up, and sometimes my breathing gets faster as well. I didn't think it was contractions, at first, because it just didn't hurt like I'd remembered. I'm not so sure now. They may just be Bracston (sp?) Hicks, but as I have never had them, I am unsure. I do have a history of pre-term labor, so that is one of the reasons I'm unsure now. They are no where near regulated, and the most I have had in one entire day was 4 or 5. So, I'm not worried that I need to go get monitored. But that plane trip is a little more scary now. Stress was a factor in my last case of pre-term labor, (Jeff was leaving the next week for Boot camp), and flying is always stressful, no matter how much you try and make it simple. I do beleive I shall be asking if there is anything I can do, or take (that will be of no harm to baby) to help me stay calm. That reminds me, I really need to start that list of questions for the doctor. I keep forgetting.
I realised something horrible today. I have not read Snarry in a week. (I am not counting drabbles.) I just haven't felt like looking for anything to read. I am thinking this might need to become one of my depression tells, it's just not normal...well, for me at least. :)
Hugs to all!
My Mini_Fest fic is offically in the hands of my wonderful Beta, Missy. YAY! I had to start over, but luckily could use my first attempt as "notes".
I have learned I have no discipline what so ever. Even on a deadline, I was procrastinating right up to the end. I still want to try for the Snarry-A-Thon, but I have the feeling that I should pretty much stick to writing things that excite me, and on my own time. I'm just too much of a procrastinator to be a good fest participant. I'm sure Mods around the world would hate me. :)
My bird is taking it's bath. (Another YAY! This one from Jeff, though) Instead of veggi stock, I used 5 C each of pineapple and orange juice. I forgot that turkeys float. Normally I'd have a convient handle to attach a spoon to to keep him under, but not this year. So, we are trying a pie plate to see how that works. I'm not too overly woried. I'll be fliping him over once a day until Thursday, anyway, so it's not like that one edge will miss out. I also love how this cooler fits in the fridge. I alway worry that the glass shelf will bust on me, under the weight of the metal pot, brine and bird. This cooler fits perfectly where the shelf and drawers would normally go, so no breakage worries for me. I may have to use this cooler from now on, even if I have a smaller bird.
For a few months now, I've been having weird eppisodes. My tummy gets tight, my heart beat picks up, and sometimes my breathing gets faster as well. I didn't think it was contractions, at first, because it just didn't hurt like I'd remembered. I'm not so sure now. They may just be Bracston (sp?) Hicks, but as I have never had them, I am unsure. I do have a history of pre-term labor, so that is one of the reasons I'm unsure now. They are no where near regulated, and the most I have had in one entire day was 4 or 5. So, I'm not worried that I need to go get monitored. But that plane trip is a little more scary now. Stress was a factor in my last case of pre-term labor, (Jeff was leaving the next week for Boot camp), and flying is always stressful, no matter how much you try and make it simple. I do beleive I shall be asking if there is anything I can do, or take (that will be of no harm to baby) to help me stay calm. That reminds me, I really need to start that list of questions for the doctor. I keep forgetting.
I realised something horrible today. I have not read Snarry in a week. (I am not counting drabbles.) I just haven't felt like looking for anything to read. I am thinking this might need to become one of my depression tells, it's just not normal...well, for me at least. :)
Hugs to all!
