normal life

Whenever something sad happens, there's a quarantine effect that occurs. Let's be clear - I am the primary reason for such an effect. People call and I don't answer. It isn't fair, but it's what I do. But the thing is, I've been in the house for two days now. I'm ready to go out, and I don't want to talk about sad things. I want to talk about Harry Potter (because I finished the book last night!) and pass out some of the 937 pictures of Asher from earlier this week. Call it denial, call it coping, call it whatever you want. I'd like to have normal life for a few hours.

For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, well - it seems we're one for three.

But I don't want to talk about that this morning. I'm sure I will - in time, for a time, it will be all I think about. But not yet.

Instead I'll tell you that we had good news from the mortgage company, and are excited about buying a house this fall. We've started looking, and it seems like we're probably going to have to make a choice sometime soon: Do we live in the neighborhood we're in now (that we love love love) in a small house, or do we look at larger houses in a not-as-fun neighborhood? A perfectly safe, perfectly respectable neighborhood, just - not as fun. (By the way, I feel too young to say this, but the other neighborhood has a better elementary school, too). We'll have to decide in the next few months.

About Harry Potter - all's well that ends well. I would love to talk about it, but people are still reading , and that's just not fair. Still, I will say one small thing: Molly Weasley and Lilly Potter are characters I understand. And I LOVE that Molly got the part she did in the big fight scene. LOVE IT. Someone said on another site that it was JK Rowling saying to her children, this is how much I love you. I have no idea if that's true or not, but I love it all the same.

Anyone have American Airline skymiles they can donate? Shaun Groves is looking for some for a dying friend. Read about it here.

Last thing - I hate cheap diapers. They don't absorb, which doesn't sound like a big deal, except that I've changed Asher's sheets I don't even know how many times this week. And when it's a dirty diaper, they make a huge mess. Sorry if I'm getting too graphic, but it SPREADS, and now you have poo everywhere that a diaper usually goes, and a squirmy baby that likes to kick and find less visible body parts and ... yech. Can you believe I bought diapers for the first time this week? We've been fortunate; We were given enough diapers as gifts to last us 7 months. 7! Anyway, we're not scrimping on diapers. I don't care if they are double the money - Pampers are worth it.